Thursday, April 27, 2006

well I can't get it out of my head...

Besides that being a wonderful ELO (Electric Light Orchestra) song, it is so apt to describe my thoughts on this wonderful track by matt and kim.

I found it over at the really solid indie-mp3.co.uk

and i am not certain as to the blogging ettiquette, barely believing i am contributing to this whole mess in the first place. In any case, I suspect it is only polite to post a link to the http://www.indie-mp3.co.uk/ post. and the only time to repost on your own would be if it has been taken down off the original site.

but in the end, this posting has stayed as a draft too long, and the post is now long gone past the frontpage. they still do deserve a smile and a cheers for a quality musicblog. I have to admit to having my guard up as i saw the name.

anyhow, I know i promised a Mountain Goats trifecta, but this Silver Tiles has been in my head non-stop (i fold you in half). [anybody get that?]

so i'll post a link to http://www.indie-mp3.co.uk/ and then get back onto our regularly scheduled programming.

go there, and enjoy, and also please check out the earlier posting about indie music across the world.

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anyhow this track, Silver Tiles by Matt and Kim, sounds best on shitty speakers. granted the only good speaker comparison is my integrated mac computer speakers, but even these are light years better than the crappy integrated ones i heard it on at work, initially.

i suppose, that this is a good argument for lo-fi, for a refusal to overproduce things.

I mean listen to it, it's a killer track, and it really just needs a little grittiness to go with it, a little distortion, a little raw immediacy.

that's my opinion, why don't you do the test yourself, and let us know what you think.

in any case, check out their site, mattandkimmusic, they're from brooklyn.

>>>mattandkim_silvertiles.mp3

Saturday, April 15, 2006

we've got an audience.

this post is dedicated to anonymous, and anonymous' as of yet, anonymous friend. it is quite flattering to be recommended, and even more so to duly impress, subsequent to being recommended.

in any case, we shall keep on, keeping on...

it's nigh on 6 am, and i am still headed to where many are coming from,

but it is at this time of night that a song like this fits so perfectly.

it is a late late night / early foggy morning song.

it is a fireplace song, an under the covers song.

it is from an album dedicated to the survivors of child abuse, and it really is a splendid record.

the band is The Mountain Goats,

the album is the sunset tree

i'll be posting a trifecta from it, and hopefully stimulate you to go out and get it, as it is totally worth it.

this song's title is referencing a piano prodigy, Dinu Lipatti, who died at 33, in 1950.

dinu lapatti's bones


we stank of hair dye and ammonia.
we sealed ourselves away from view.
you were looking at the void and sat unblinking.
the best that I could do was to train my eyes on you.

we scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface,
scraped our fingers bloody on the stones.
and built our little house that we could live in
out of dinu lapatti's bones.

we kept our friends at bay all summer long.
treated the days as if they'd kill us if they could.
ringing out the hours like blood drenched bed sheets
to keep winter time at bay but december showed up anyway.

there was no money it was money that you wanted.
I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned.
and we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
from dinu lapatti's bones.

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for the record, it is misspelled, it should be L-I-P-A-T-T-I,

>>>the_mountain_goats_dinu_lapatti_s_bones.mp3

Monday, April 10, 2006

arrogance. (interplanetary bombings)

So I was listening to the CBC podcast of Quirks And Quarks, and heard something that made me stand up and do a double take. I had to "rewind" and play it again, just to make sure. Then after many expletives, I had to tell someone, but it was in the wee hours of the night, and so i had to send an email to a friend.

THEY ARE PLANNING TO BOMB MARS!

for real, no joke, no bullshit. It was too much trouble to send up another rover-style radio controlled toy, so... what they figured, is BOMB MARS. Their brilliant idea is to send up a copper ball and chuck it at mars, blow up the top crust of the planet, and thereby bypass the whole specific drilling, calculated silliness and create a crater we can then go and explore. Unbelievable. and the worst is that after the host, Bob MacDonald weakly asked about the potential destruction of life, Dr Phil Christiensen of Arizona State University, answered by saying, yeah we may destroy some life on Mars, but we think enough will survive.

I cannot believe the arrogance.

we are making a judgement call and saying our sense of adventure and exploration, and our sense of self-importance, our life is worth more than the lives of others. We are trivializing life, and assuming that our right to it is vastly superior than that of any other planet.

we are planning, what could very well be considered an ACT OF WAR against another planet. it's disgusting. just assume, for an instant that there really is some other intelligent life forms out there, and i use "other" very lightly here. assuming this, what if they were to say the same things about their hypothetical exploration of our planet. that hopefully enough will survive.

>>> CBC_radio_quirks_quarks_BombMars_fe1806.mp3

Saturday, April 01, 2006

haze...

sometimes it's hard to imagine just where things will lead, it's hard to think of things for very long, because a deep analysis seems to corrupt the onset feelings, the purity of first impressions. too much reflection is a bad thing. over-thought, can wound, deeply.

some songs are in 2 parts, sometimes these 2 parts are distinct, sometimes, it just feels like 2 songs are playing at the same time or that it should have been 2 songs. This is a case of the former; there's 2 distinct parts to the song, and the second part seems to be a recollection of the former...an analysis of sorts of the former part, it has hints of it, and seems to embellish it, all the while being instrumental.

not wanting to overthink it: in the end it is just really beautiful music.

the band is Youth Pictures of Florence Henderson, the track is how odd to see these lamps still burning

they're from norway, you can tell, and that's a good thing.

>>>Youth Pictures of Florence Henderson - how odd to see these lamps still burning.mp3

distant drifts...

i'm thinking of distant drifts, i'm thinking of the ourals, i have snow on my mind.

snow and lights.

it's been beautiful outside, and yet, there's a crispness in the air that reminds me of the arctic. i remember picking wild cloudberries or arctic brambles in finland by the lake. i have recollections like these at times like this. i am inside, and i am looking out and seeing the sun set. it's hazy out there. cold-like and grey. but the greyness has evolved, and now that the sun is setting the cloud cover is acting like a giant screen and it is awash in an orangey-pink-with-hints-of-purple-like glow. makes me wish for a fireplace. the smell and crackle of wood burning. bailey's on ice, and warming flesh under the covers. i am thinking of winter, and we're now well into spring. i'm thinking of snow and lights.

>>>explosions in the sky - snow and lights.mp3