Music for the British General Election of 2015
A short list, this time around. There’s only one song that cuts across all party lines. Win, lose or draw, you can party till dawn with this one on election night. An old one next, but it still sounds relevant Written about an Australian politician, but you can always change a few words… Just about […]
The return of Everett True | 152. Carly Rae Jepsen
The music I linked to yesterday is beautiful. My words, not so. No one clicked through anyway, because no one wants to know about stuff they’ve never heard of. They only seek reassurance, codification, the lure of the familiar. That’s OK. I’m the same, lots of the time. There was the results of that study […]
The return of Everett True | 151. Manyfingers
I no longer know what’s going on. (That sounds so final. Damn it. So melodramatic, self-serving. So self-obsessed.) This post is a shout-out to all the hours of silence, doing nothing. Staring at the wall. (So descriptive. Such a power with words. Such grasp of life’s possibilities.) Fingers idly tapping on the desktop, falling into […]
The return of Everett True | 150. The Vanilla Milkshakes
Here’s how it works. Grab my attention, and I’ll listen. Ten seconds, that’s normally all I need. How to grab my attention? I couldn’t say, and even if I could say I wouldn’t say cos that’d just be dumb and then there would just be some other whole new way of grabbing my attention in […]
The return of Everett True | 149. Gundecha Brothers
I’ve been reviewing stuff outside my comfort zone for The Guardian for a little while now. It’s an interesting exercise. You have to acknowledge (to yourself, at least) that your greater or lesser unfamiliarity with certain styles and cultural approaches to music affect the way you hear it – and that, if that is the […]
NME then vs NME now
NME then Marquee Moon review by Nick Kent (NME Feb 1977) Cut the crap, junior, he sez and put the hyperbole on ice. I concur thus. Sometimes it takes but one record – one cocksure magical statement – to cold-cock all the crapola and all-purpose wheatchaff mix ‘n’ match, to set the whole schmear straight […]
A new genre of music | the PC tribute band
Thanks to Wallace Wylie for the idea. Here’s his starter. The PC Led Zeppelin. Sample lyric: “Hey hey mama said the way you move/Puts me in the mood for some consensual sex.” “Communication breakdown, it’s always the same. Our gender definitions , as enforced by the capitalist/patriarchal system, make true communication impossible and only by rejecting these narrow […]
10 recent and inappropriate music headlines
1. “Our new sound will freak people out” (Mumford & Sons in NME) “Initial sessions were helmed by Aaron Dessner, from gods of gloom The National, and the album itself was overseen by Haim, Florence And The Machine and Arctic Monkeys producer James Ford” – ‘review’ of Wilder Mind, NME No. It won’t. It really won’t… […]
The return of Everett True | 148. Scrabbled
I’m obsessed with the colour of my iPhone’s case. It’s sturdy and solid enough to survive several drops to the floor. The colour is a mutant bastard changeling, though. Once white (I guess), now it’s taken on the colour and stench of decay, tiny animalistic markings scratched away at the layers. I want to tell you. […]
Vox on Hozier | Music criticism isn’t dead, it just tastes like shit
I came to this via Ned Raggett (via Stephen Thomas Erlewine) and I’d like to reprint some of what he (and various friends) said about it on Facebook. Ladies and gentlemen…the world’s worst article on music, at least this year. AND BEFORE YOU ALL COMPLAIN ABOUT HOZIER SPECIFICALLY (which I have no problem with), zoom […]
