Wednesday, May 31, 2006

recap.

All over Ireland, sick dirty old men, young paedophiles and gangs of young fools are raping children and cornering them in alleyways bars and car backseats, plying them with alcohol and getting off free, going home and acting normal, skins and coats and sweets and blood and pain and sweat and politicians. Well, this is what it sounds like on the news.
I'm unwell right now, so until I get better, here's some Feist on kcrw. If you're not listening to The Eraser, that is.



Feist on KCRW

01. intro
02. Secret Heart
03. Gatekeeper
04. Honey Honey
05. Now At Last
06. interview
07. Mushaboom
08. Let It Die
09. Intuition
10. outro

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

They Are Not The Pipettes...

... but they're not too far off. A few weeks ago when I posted about The Pipettes, a few people left recommendations of other girl bands that they thought should get some attention. This is to be encouraged, because these bands are pretty good, so thank you. On with the music!

1. Tralala



Tralala are 4 girls, 3 guys and 2 chords, and are probably a bit closer to The Chalets than the Pipettes, in that they're based more on New York-ish rock (a bit Shangri-Las) than pre-Beatles Britannia. But they're good at what they do, they've got a fancy website, and attitude in spades. They played SXSW on a bill with Ted Leo, maybe you saw them. I bet if you did, you thought; "Hey, they rock". Or something.

All Fired Up
Motorcycle Man
Buy

2. The Schla La Las



The Schla La Las are five girls, four guitars, two drumsticks, one sense of style (all these bands have one of these lines - remember 'two guys, two girls, and a drummer?) and are based in London. They're a bit Von Bondies, good and bluesy, and not afraid to write entire songs about trying to get laid. They're better than Tralala, as far as I can tell. Quite possible the best band imaginable at a 21st birthday party.

Up For It
Add It Up
Shallow Girl (video)

The Schla La Las on MySpace

3. Lucky Soul



Yes, well, Lucky Soul you may already know, but they do fit into this category, and, crucially, they sound a lot closer to the Pips than the previous two bands. And indeed a bit better, I might add. Lovely stuff. Mm, yes. Listen to them. Go and say hi.

Lips Are Unhappy
My Darling Anything
Add Your Light To Mine

4. The Carrots



Aha! This is a bit more like it, so much so that it might almost be the American Pipettes - matching outfits, cute name, cute sounds. Band members include Gay-Frank, G-ne and Wu-Tang, and they've started to pick up fans after playing SXSW - though they're still unsigned. But man, they're excellent. They could be playing in Jack Rabbit Slim's. The best of the lot. The world must hear more from The Carrots!

Beverly (excellent)
The Train Song
Walking In The Sand (mp4 of a Shangri-Las cover)
Get one more at their MySpace.

And, inevitably, there is another Pipettes track:
Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me (album version)

hello-orooni ... bourbon-orooni ...

'... one night we suddenly went mad together again; we went to see Slim Gaillard in a little Frisco nightclub. Slim Gaillard is a tall, thin Negro with big sad eyes who's always saying 'Right-orooni' and 'How 'bout a little bourbon-arooni.' In Frisco great eager crowds of young semi-intellectuals sat at his feet and listened to him on the piano, guitar and bongo drums. When he gets warmed up he takes off his undershirt and really goes. He does and says anything that comes into his head. He'll sing 'Cement Mixer, Put-ti Put-ti' and suddenly slow down the beat and brood over his bongos with fingertips barely tapping the skin as everybody leans forward breathlessly to hear; you think he'll do this for a minute or so, but he goes right on, for as long as an hour, making an imperceptible little noise with the tips of his fingernails, smaller and smaller all the time till you can't hear it any more and sounds of traffic come in the open door. Then he slowly gets up and takes the mike and says, very slowly, 'Great-orooni ... fine-ovauti ... hello-orooni ... bourbon-orooni ... all-orooni ... how are the boys in the front row making out with their girls-orooni ... orooni ... vauti ... oroonirooni ..." He keeps this up for fifteen minutes, his voice getting softer and softer till you can't hear. His great sad eyes scan the audience.

Dean stands in the back, saying, 'God! Yes!' -- and clasping his hands in prayer and sweating. 'Sal, Slim knows time, he knows time.' Slim sits down at the piano and hits two notes, two C's, then two more, then one, then two, and suddenly the big burly bass-player wakes up from a reverie and realizes Slim is playing 'C-Jam Blues' and he slugs in his big forefinger on the string and the big booming beat begins and everybody starts rocking and Slim looks just as sad as ever, and they blow jazz for half an hour, and then Slim goes mad and grabs the bongos and plays tremendous rapid Cubana beats and yells crazy things in Spanish, in Arabic, in Peruvian dialect, in Egyptian, in every language he knows, and he knows innumerable languages. Finally the set is over; each set takes two hours. Slim Gaillard goes and stands against a post, looking sadly over everybody's head as people come to talk to him. A bourbon is slipped into his hand. 'Bourbon-orooni -- thank-you-ovauti ...' Nobody knows where Slim Gaillard is. Dean once had a dream that he was having a baby and his belly was all bloated up blue as he lay on the grass of a California hospital. Under a tree, with a group of colored men, sat Slim Gaillard. Dean turned despairing eyes of a mother to him. Slim said, 'There you go-orooni.' Now Dean approached him, he approached his God; he thought Slim was God; he shuffled and bowed in front of him and asked him to join us. 'Right-orooni,' says Slim; he'll join anybody but won't guarantee to be there with you in spirit. Dean got a table, bought drinks, and sat stiffly in front of Slim. Slim dreamed over his head. Every time Slim said, 'Orooni,' Dean said 'Yes!' I sat there with these two madmen. Nothing happened. To Slim Gaillard the whole world was just one big orooni.'
{Jack Kerouac}

Slim Gaillard - Slim Slam Baby
Slim Gaillard - African Jive

The Pixies - Live at the BBC
Neil Young - Live, 1976, 1989
Talking Heads - Live, 1980
Final Fantasy - Live, at Cable & Tweed (not as such)
The funniest thing ever to happen to a British MP on a football pitch - Boris Johnson.

Psapp - Hi
Antony & the Johnsons - The Lake (Edgar Allen Poe)
Devendra Banhart - Fistful of Love (Antony & the Johnsons)
I AM ROBOT AND PROUD - The Electricity In Your House Wants To Sing
Neil Young - Tell Me Why (live, 1976)
Danielson - Did I Step On Your Trumpet?
Death Cab for Cutie - Lightness
Arcade Fire - Neighbourhood#2 (Laika)
The White Birch - Your Spain
Leslie Feist - The Mast
Talking Heads - Psycho Killer (live 1980)
Antony & the Johnsons - Mysteries of Love (David Lynch)
The Robocop Kraus - All The Good Men
The Spinto Band - My Special Car
The Shins - We Will Become Silhouettes (The Postal Service)
Conner - Cold Feelings
Neil Young - Don't Let It Bring You Down (live, 1989)
Venice is Sinking - Good Feeling (Violent Femmes)
Gnarls Barkley - Gone Daddy Gone (Violent Femmes)
Wolf Parade - Dinner Bells
Franz Ferdinand - The Fallen
Be Your Own Pet - Bicycle, Bicycle You Are My Bicycle (video)
The Nitrate Hymnal - The End
Vashti Bunyan - Against the Sky
Rufus Wainwright - Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen)
Phoenix - Long Distance Call
Architecture in Helsinki - The Cemetery
Juana Molina - Micael (excellent)
Juana Molina - Malherido
The Fakrays - Johanna & Mystery Girl (YYYs cover)
Rademacher - Machine Team (unreleased)
Vashti Bunyan - Brother
At Dusk - Say That You'll Do It
The Decemberists - Red Right Ankle

thank you for reading.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Manics going solo + more Muse



The band haven't split up, but two of them have decided to make their own ways for a little while - James Dean Bradfield is recording an album called 'The Great Western' and Nicky Wire is doing something weird himself. Oddly enough, Nicky's stuff seems at least as interesting as the singer's, and his voice seems to have improved spectacularly since he sang so so badly in front of Castro, so maybe this will be a good year for solo albums.

James Dean Bradfield (MySpace)
An English Gentleman
To See A Friend In Tears
Live at the Barfly - lots of new songs and some Manics material.

Nicky Wire (fansite)
To Break My Heart Slowly
You Will Always Be My Home

Previous - Manics Remixes
{thanks to A Reminder + KYCW}

...and finally, some more Muse b-sides.
Shine (acoustic)
Ashamed
The Gallery
Sober (live)

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Muse B-sides II



Sorry about the absence, the internet went kaputt. More Muse! 'Dead Star' was one of two non-album singles released before 'Absolution' and was the heaviest thing they'd done up to that point. 'Map of Your Head' is also excellent, with a very catchy guitar line that you won't get out of your head easily. And it's all free. That's probably the best bit.

Shrinking Universe
Yes Please
Map of Your Head
Nature_1
Dead Star

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Muse B-sides



Muse are back. Or at least they will be, on July 3rd. So, to increase anticipation and get everyone in a Muse-sharing mood, here are some of their b-sides and live material - as I mentioned before I've got lots of Muse singles, so I'll be sharing some of their lesser-known stuff. Today I was told that I looked like Jesus Christ on crack.
'Recess' is the best song here, followed by 'Hyper Chondriac Music', which has the same lyrics as'Hyper Music' but set to very different music, and the acoustic version of 'Shine' which is excellent, but not as good as the full version, which I may post soon.
If you have any nice rare Muse material feel free to send it in!

Recess
Futurism (live)
Sunburn (live in Sydney)
Hyper Chondriac Music
Forced In
Unintended (acoustic)

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Happy Wednesday!



Once again I am posting about The Pipettes, a band I am always going on about, and I know I'm always trying to convince people how great they are, and you're probably a bit tired of it all now. Well, tough - it's only going to get worse.
If you don't like them by now, you probably never will, but if you do, then you'll be overjoyed to hear some songs from their long-overdue, semi-eponymous debut album 'We Are The Pipettes', due out on July 17th through Memphis Industries. The new version of 'Judy' is especially wonderful, it has a new energy like a lot of the older material re-recorded for the album.
I've seen The Pipettes once, about a year ago, supporting the Go! Team with DJ Scotch Egg, and I was utterly captivated. Of course I forgot about them while I went Go! Team crazy, but I inevitably went on a mission to find every mp3 of theirs that I could, something that's only getting easier now that both Matt and Matt have gotten behind the band.

Album Tracks:
Judy (new version)
Sex

B-sides & older material:
In The Bleak Midwinter
KFC
I Like A Boy In Uniform (School Uniform)
Your Guitars Are Wasted On Me

Here's the tracklisting:

1 'We Are The Pipettes'
2 'Pull Shapes'
3 'Why Did You Stay?'
4 'Dirty Mind'
5 'It Hurts to See you Dance So Well'
6 'Judy'
7 'A Winter's Sky'
8 'Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me'
9 'Tell Me What You Want'
10 'Because It?s Not Love (But It's Still A Feeling)'
11 'Sex'
12 'One Night Stand'
13 'ABC'
14 'I Love You'

Visit The Pipettes' website

If you're wondering what DJ Scotch Egg is like, I can tell you that his performance consists of turning on his GameBoy, screaming "Fuck You!!" and throwing Scotch Eggs at the audience. Getting hit with an egg from Tesco is not something you expect to happen when you're there to see The Pipettes and The Go! Team.

The Go! Team - We Just Won't Be Defeated
DJ Scotch Egg - Video & Radio Session

And elsewhere...
Cable & Tweed has some live Destroyer.
B(oot)log has some live Final Fantasy.
Said the Gramophone has Will Butler's recommendations on Czezch dissident music.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Songs That Are Places Too

Yup, that's the basic idea behind today's long-overdue, picture-heavy, sometimes-bilingual and very anecdotal post. It's an old trick, but there's nothing like hearing one of your favourite bands sing about part of your country, or your hometown, whether it's a Sufjan show, the cheer Thom Yorke gets here everytime he sings "I float down the Liffey" or the way that I've been to Prenzlauer Berg, and I've been to the university where the photo adorning the cover of 'Gulag Orkestar' was found, and somehow this makes me appreciate the album even more. Songs about places are nice. Here are some of them.



1. Sufjan Stevens - Pittsfield
Quite possibly the highlight of The Avalanche, and described by Asthmatic Kitty as a deepening of the loneliness of 'Casimir Pulaski Day'.


2. Final Fantasy - I'm Afraid of Japan
Yukio Mishima, you bastard. Reincarnation and Japanese literature all the way. One of the best songs on 'He Poos Clouds', without a doubt.



3. Beirut - Brandenburg
Ok, so the Brandenburg Gate is in Berlin, not Brandenburg. But Berlin is in Brandenburg... kinda. The first time I ever changed a tyre was on the Autobahn between Leipzig and Berlin. We almost died!


4. JJ72 - Algeria
Albert Camus was from Algeria. That's actually all I know about the place, apart from the violence and revolution and whatnot. So is Zinedine Zidane, now that I think of it.


5. The Rakes - Strasbourg
I don't know what the above picture has to do with Strasbourg, but Google says it does and it's funny. And that's enough for me.


6. Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Yeah! New York
I think this is a rare b-side or something. I've been to New York once, for about two hours. The only thing I really remember is how damn cold it was. Devendra Banhart was there once for about ten minutes - not between flights or anything, he was trying to get some pizza but he got into a fight. He never got the pizza.


7. Joanna Newsom - Swansea (live)
Dylan Thomas was born in Swansea. It's in Wales. It's probably not the same Swansea that Joanna is talking about, but hey, it'll do.


8. Her Space Holiday - From South Carolina
South Carolina has the largest amount of extreme-right groups than any other state. It's quite often sunny, and lots of Irish students go there to work in the summer and drink secretly, since they're probably under 21. Crazy American laws!


9. Arcade Fire - Brazil
Kate Bush - Brazil
Two wonderful covers of the song that became the the theme to Terry Gilliam's film of the same name, which is utterly fucking amazing. I'm swearing more and more these days, it's a real pity.


10. Casiotone For The Painfully Alone - Nashville Parthenon
A song about a building but really much much more from Tomlab's other technology-mocking Owen. Blibbity blabbaty bloop.


11. Editors - Munich
FM5: Dazu gleich eine Frage, warum heißt der Song “Munich” ausgerechnet “Munich” und nicht etwa Birmingham oder Wien?

Beide (lachend): Birmingham?
Tom Smith: Der Prozess der Namensgebung der Songs geht normalerweise aus den Texten hervor. Wenn wir einen Song geschrieben haben, ist aber manchmal kein logischer Titel vorhanden. Nach einer Weile verschwimmt das, was hinter dem Song steht, die Bedeutung des Textes verschwindet. Also es gibt keinen wirklichen Grund, warum der Song “Munich” heißt. Ich könnte sagen, dass ich den Song in einem Bordell in München geschrieben habe, aber das habe ich nicht.

Wart ihr jemals in München?
Tom Smith: Nein, wir werden, glaube ich, im Oktober oder November hinfahren. Ich denke, es ist einfach ein großartiger Titel für einen Song. (lacht)


12. Muse - Knights of Cydonia (live)
Cydonia is an area on the surface of Mars where faces and pyramids can be seen, depending on how skeptical you are. You can read more here.


13. Sufjan Stevens - Niagara Falls (unreleased)
When a black-out strikes New York City, the staff at Channel 6 discuss what is happening. April contacts the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Donatello bugs Krang and Shredder and discovers that Krang and Shredder are behind it.

When the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and April arrive at the Niagara Falls in their blimp, they are attacked by Bebop and Rocksteady. Bebop fires his laser gun, shooting down the blimp's glider. Donatello saves the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and April by using the blimp's remote control, sending down the ropes from the blimp's balloon. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and April fly away and land safe, hanging in the ropes as the glider falls down the waterfall.

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles then encounter Splinter, who had seen the electricity coming out from the plant, creating a dimensional portal. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles rush into the plant and stop the flow of the river. But Krang has power in reserve to re-open the dimensional portal, and the Technodrome arrives. Krang tries to fire a laser gun from the Technodrome, but the gun doesn't work because Krang used to much power to keep the dimensional portal open.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Out Of My Inbox Into The Laugh Of The Blog And They Wipe The Dirt From Their Songs As They Run

To all those bands I never got round to posting about...



SAN FRANCISCO, April 21, 2006—Scott Solter, the San Francisco musician acclaimed for his production and recording work on albums by acts like the Mountain Goats, Spoon, the Court & Spark, William Lazarus, and Okkervil River, will release his own ambient album (his second solo effort), One River, on May 30, 2006. Solter takes a natural approach - delicately pushing the limits of what can be accomplished with a few processed guitars and some found objects. In its subtlety and calculated simplicity, One River fully envelopes the listener and only gently releases him/her after the seven parts of the album have been allowed to fully unfold.

Scott Solter - Antique Brothers




"The third album by At Dusk, entitled "You Can Know Danger", is the kind of record that only a band that has been playing and living together for quite some time could make. We wrote and recorded these songs after our first cross-country tour, a baptism by fire that left us a stronger, tighter, more confident musical unit. All of the aspects of our music that make it distinctly ours came into relief -- dueling, off-kilter guitars; multiple vocal melodies falling into each other; complex, battering-ram drums. We took our sometimes conflicting interests in non-rock musical styles and adapted them to what we did naturally, yielding phasing, polyrhythmic relationships between instruments lifted from contemporary classical music, as well as non-Western musical traditions we love but don't really understand."

We Saw Them Leave You There
Say That You'll Do It




"The Hazard County Girls have been through a lot in the last year, being from New Orleans and all. Thankfully, the band was on tour when Katrina hit, but they weren’t able to return to their homes (and singer Christy Kane was promptly kicked out when she did return) for months and the band’s finished album sat on a table as release dates and battle plans passed them by. Lucky for us, the band regrouped and stronger than ever. Witness the killer doom pop song, “Insect” from the long-delayed, but certainly worth it Divine Armor:

Insect



"Imagine if Brian Wilson teamed up with Pink Floyd
and battled with Danny
Elfman and Queen."

In that case it's 2006 and it's a band called The Never. Part Queen, part Weezer, part Beach Boys, The Never has a style that is at once familiar but completely unclassifiable. With strong vocal harmonies, eclectic tempos, and variations in texture from track to track, the band bridges the gap between past and present, at the forefront of a new generation of music. This band has musical chemistry that is palpable and the transition from one style to the next is seamless. This is modern pop rock: fresh, catchy without being obnoxious, and incredibly endearing.

Cavity
The Astronaut

Thursday, May 18, 2006

New Muse + Final Fantasy + Pitchfork review The Eraser website



Thom Yorke's new website gets a 9.0 from Pitchfork for its "Burroughs-esque wormy and puzzly design, ...and doom-laden view of London's familiar skyline... We like it a lot. If only all those darn bloggers could figure out their HTML, and improve the look of the web overnight."
I guess in the absence of any material, they'd have to review the site. I suppose they have to review something. It is Pitchfork after all (I mean that in a nice way).



More Muse songs from their live show are about the place. Reminds me of how eagerly I anticipated Origin of Symmetry - I must have bought every single from that album. Perhaps I'll share the b-sides someday soon, if anyone's interested. Also, there's more Final Fantasy for you, from his new single 'Many Lives-> 49 MP', and that's always a good thing.

Muse - Starlight
Muse - Knights of Cydonia

Final Fantasy - The Miner Becomes Forgetful
Final Fantasy - Jars of Lars

I saw the film adaptation of Naked Lunch recently, which was quite good, but I didn't really think it did the book justice. I have no idea why, though. That's why I'm not a film critic. Anyway, Burroughs fans should read this.

Blogs I Like Now:
B(oot)log
Ear Farm
Daytrotter - boasts some excellent downloadable sessions, with Casiotone recently playing a set, and Sunset Rubdown coming up soon. Anticipation is intense.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About... He Poos Clouds (But Were Afraid To Ask)



"Here's my attempt at summarizing He Poos Clouds in 10 sentences:

1. Nerds will have to hide their toys for the first two months of dating.
2. Although Link and I have a good relationship, he wouldn't feel at home in our godless world.
3. The condominiums in Toronto are poorly made and this city deserves buildings of higher quality.
4. The experience of watching a relative die while on morphine is terrible.
5. I hope that Jenna Bush suffers from crippling depression, leading to her own death.
6. Your love of Mishima is misinformed.
7. Women need to persevere in finding their own artistic language by raising their middle fingers both to male critics and also their predecessors.
8. Those who wish to see into the future are wasting their youth.
9. Those who spend all their time "honing their skills" are likely wasting their youth.
10. The preceding songs have all been written from a perspective that is not indicative of my true beliefs, and their theses are thus rendered worthless."
Owen Pallett

This is the second part in a very occasional series explaining what's goin' on, track by track, in some of the blog world's favourite albums. Today we tackle Final Fantasy, whose lyrics are sometimes inspired by Flann O'Brien's Pooka and Mishima's fascism, making him a bit confusing for those of us who care to know what his lyrics mean.
'He Poos Clouds' is based on the different schools of magic in Dungeons & Dragons, and relating these things to "day-to-day phenomena". Often the songs are also about personal experiences. Why is it called 'He Poos Clouds'?
"The reason that it’s named that is because it refers to any sort of blatantly overdrawn statement. Like saying to someone “he cries rainbows” or even “I love you”. I just kind of think it’s a good name for an album."

1. Arctic Circle
"Nerds will have to hide their toys for the first two months of dating."
Romance for nerds. Owen Pallett has described himself as someone who's "happy playing Grand Theft Auto all day long", so this is how to secure a relationship despite a slightly geeky prediliction for Animal Crossing and Nintendogs:
"Shields up! Shields up! Bar the door, and keep your dukes up!
Tell lies, tell dirty lies, tell diggory lies, until you're lying in his bed."
It's related to the school of abjuration, or using magic to protect yourself from harm.

2. He Poos Clouds
"Although Link and I have a good relationship, he wouldn't feel at home in our godless world."
Formerly called 'Illusion Song', this one is related to the school of illusion. Link is a character in Nintendo's 'The Legend of Zelda'. The lyrics decribe love and romance as experienced in an unreal, vide-game sense, something Pallett has often spoken about.

All the boys I've ever loved have been digital
I've been a guest on a screen, in a book
I move him with my thumbs...
Gotta find and kill my shadow self
Gotta dig up every secret seashell!


3. This Lamb Sells Condos
"The condominiums in Toronto are poorly made and this city deserves buildings of higher quality."




This is the contentious one, the one that all Toronto fans understood immediately.
Brad J. Lamb is Toronto's biggest property developer, having built over 6000 condominiums in the city. And some people don't like it.

"The issue is less with Brad in particular and more with the abstract notion of a condo developer. My boyfriend’s apartment is right below his, however, and I used some of their overheard yellings in the song, which is brutal, yes, but these condos make me wickedly mad. It is turning Toronto into the architectural equivalent of a Glade Plug-In.
Anyway, the song was originally titled “The Shroud Of Brad J Lamb” but I realized that I was addressing a fictional manifestation of the condo developer as an abstract rather than Brad personally, so I changed it. And… I think that “the developer” gets treated fairly in the song. He trades his hair and his mojo for magical powers and a taste for urban living. Not a bad trade, yes?"
The overheard yellings:
"You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool
Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill
Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent
Is that what it's about? Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth."

4. If I Were A Carp
"The experience of watching a relative die while on morphine is terrible."
Based on the idea of necromancy, this song is inspired by Owen’s memories of watching his godfather being “put on a lot of morphine [...and...] being plunged in and out of death.” He committed suicide when Pallett was 10.
"He was the greatest man I've ever known, but I have no fond memories. When I see stains on the sidewalk, that's when I think of him. At the same time, his act of killing himself has pulled me back from the brink. Whenever I start to feel those feelings, I imagine the most selfish person I've ever met, and I hold myself back." Lazarus was a biblical character that Jesus resurrected, for you non-Christian types.

Have you not been told of Lazarus? He felt the icy grip
And was brought back by a morphine drip, to tell the captain this:

"Tragedy! Tragedy! Death has you fooled...
Do you really want to know of the afterworld?"

5. ->
"I hope that Jenna Bush suffers from crippling depression, leading to her own death."
Jenna Welch Bush is the daughter of U.S. president George W. Bush and Laura Bush. She's been in trouble for false ID and underage drinking. I don't know what Owen Pallett has against her personally, if anything.
"Jenna dreams of being physically able/ To behead herself at the dining room table."

This is a shortened version of 'Hey Dad' which Owen plays live. The song details an exchange of letters with the narrator's father, who sees his son's art as "trite and schlocky... should have sent you out for hockey."

6. I'm Afraid of Japan
"Your love of Mishima is misinformed."
This song is related to the school of enchantment.
Yukio Mishima is a 20th century Japanese writer who Pallett both admires and dislikes: "I think Yukio Mishima is kinda the best and worst writer in the world. Because I really like his writing but I hate his ideas!". His work is often seen as part of gay literature, but he was essentially a fascist.

"But all my efforts have only made
An army of greedy gays
Will no one read The Sound Of Waves?
Oh, oh, I am afraid."

7. Song Song Song
"Women need to persevere in finding their own artistic language by raising their middle fingers both to male critics and also their predecessors."
A song about evocation, the lyrics encourage women to be free of their typical roles in a male-dominated society.
"Don't turn to motherhood so fast, you have been blinded
There's a word for all you keep inside
And though you try to hide it, we will write it!"

8. Many Lives-> 49 MP
"Those who wish to see into the future are wasting their youth."
Relating to the school of divination, this song reprimands those who let their lives waste as they wish. But not in so many words.

"I picture a man who lives in the past
He keeps a book of photographs
Of his younger self, clairvoyant self
(Son you should invest!)"

9. Do You Love?
"Those who spend all their time "honing their skills" are likely wasting their youth."
The one about transmutation, and the song that sounds like it scores some weird horror film. Continues the theme of wishing for change and being preoccupied with what is not real.
"There are things I cannot do
I cannot not not turn a skinny little shit
Into a winsome Brit who spent his youth in honest pleasure."

10. The Pooka Sings
"The preceding songs have all been written from a perspective that is not indicative of my true beliefs, and their theses are thus rendered worthless."
An effort to tie the different thematic strands of the previous songs together, through the evocation of the Pooka from irish mythology, and especially known through Flann O'Brien's 'At Swim Two-Birds', which was an influence on the album.
According to legend, the Pooka is an adroit shape changer, capable of assuming a variety of terrifying forms. It may appear as a large black goat (its name is a cognate of the early Irish 'poc', 'a male goat' and it lends its name to Puck, the goat-footed satyr made famous in Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream), but it most commonly takes the form of a sleek black or white horse with a flowing mane and glowing yellow eyes.

"The Pooka wings away
His power o'er me's at an end
And I put down the violin
I leave it down, never again!"

If I Were A Carp (live)
He Poos Clouds (live)
Arctic Circle
Hey Dad (live)
This Lamb Sells Condos (live)

Previous Final Fantasy Interviews - October 2005, and April 2006.
Previous Explanaions - Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About... Illinoise.
There's a great interview at Love Has No Logic.

Monday, May 15, 2006

god hates money



Apologies for the lack of a post yesterday, but I was busy with difficult financial issues. When I grow up, I'm not going to make any money at all, it's just too fucking complicated.
To make up for it, I have some nice live Sufjan mp3s, live from SXSW a few years back. It's just him, his banjo, and some backing vocals, but they're really good. He plays songs from A Sun Came and Seven Swans, as well as Michigan. The stripped-down version of Rake is very nice indeed.
There's also some stuff I found on YouTube recently, including William Burrough's version of a Thanksgiving Prayer, footage of Ireland's best comedian Tommy Tiernan performing in Canada (with jokes about Jesus, Californians and the Holocaust), Jack Kerouac being interviewed by a piano-playing idiot, and Carole Coleman's interview with George Bush, which made headlines in the US and here, though I don't really see why. Anyway, enjoy.

Sufjan, live at SXSW
Vito's Ordination Song (with instructions)
All The Trees Of The Field Will Clap Their Hands
Rake
He Woke Me Up Again

YouTube

RTE vs George W Bush
William Burroughs - A Thanksgiving Prayer
An interview with Jack Kerouac
Tommy Tiernan live

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Rites part 2 and thom goes solo



Thom Yorke will be releasing some non-Radiohead material soon, under the name The Eraser, probably in July and probably on XL. It may include a song called 'Black Swan' which will be on the soundtrack for 'A Scanner Darkly'. This is interesting, and will probably make all those end-of-year lists a bit different than expected.

this is just a note to say that something has been kicking around in the background that i have not told you about.
its called The Eraser.
nigel produced & arranged it .
i wrote and played it.
the elements have been kicking round now for a few years and needed to be finished & i have been itching to do something like this for ages.
it was fun and quick to do.
inevitably it is more beats & electronics.
but its songs.
stanley did the cover.
yes its a record!
no its not a radiohead record.
as you know the band are now touring and writing new stuff and getting to a good space so i want no crap about me being a traitor or whatever splitting up blah blah…
this was all done with their blessing. and i don’t wanna hear that word solo. doesnt sound right.
ok then thats that.

i think its out in july and im pretty certain XL are going to put it out.

love thom

Meanwhile, in an abandoned warehouse on the other side of town...
Skatterbrain has two Pipettes session thingies.
Pitchfork reviews the new full-band version of 'Arpeggio'.
YouTube has:
Final Fantasy and Ed Grizzly Bear covering Mariah Carey's 'Fantasy'.
The Chalets interviewed at SXSW.
Radiohead playing 'Myxamotosis' perfectly, despite the emergency stopping-and-starting. Thom Yorke does a cool troll dance, but he can't do it and sing in key at the same time. Practice!

And:
Here are more hurrah-it's-spring-type songs!

Sunset Rubdown - Stadiums & Shrines II
The Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)
The Chalets - Go Go (Don't Go) - 2fm session
Islands - Swans (Life After Death)
The Go! Team - We Listen Everyday
Sufjan Stevens - Wolverine
Manic Street Preachers - Faster
The Postal Service - Be Still My Heart
Page France - Chariot
Gemma Hayes & Magnet - Lay Lady Lay (Bob Dylan)

The Rites of Spring part 1



Here is some music, because today is beautiful.

The Comedian Harmonists - Veronika, der Lenz ist da!
Feist - Mushaboom
The Arcade Fire - Neighbourhood#3 (Power Out) August session
Willy Mason - Hard Hand To Hold
Wolf Parade - I'll Believe In Anything (CBC session)
Death Cab for Cutie - I wanna be adored (Stone Roses)
Graham Coxon - Time for Heroes (The Libertines)
Vashti Bunyan - Diamond Day

Friday, May 12, 2006

Friday Night, Saturday Morning



So, things are returning to normal here now, for a little while anyway. Oddly enough, the week I decide to abandon normal writing and go for surrealism happened to be by far the busiest week here ever, which is nice. Go figure. Then again, if that's what you're here for:

"Then it developed sort of teeth-like little raspy incurving hooks and started eating. He thought this was cute at first and built an act around it, but the asshole would eat its way through his pants and start talking on the street, shouting out it wanted equal rights. It would get drunk, too, and have crying jags nobody loved it and it wanted to be kissed same as any other mouth. Finally it talked all the time day and night, you could hear him for blocks screaming at it to shut up, and beating it with his fist, and sticking candles up it, but nothing did any good and the asshole said to him: "It's you who will shut up in the end. Not me. Because we don't need you around here any more. I can talk and eat and shit."

After that he began waking up in the morning with a transparent jelly like a tadpole's tail all over his mouth. He would tear it off his mouth and the pieces would stick to his hands like burning gasoline jelly and grow there, grow anywhere on him a glob of it fell. So finally his mouth sealed over, and the whole head would have amputated spontaneous, except for the eyes you dig. That's one thing the asshole couldn't do was see. It needed the eyes. But nerve connections were blocked and infiltrated and atrophied so the brain couldn't give orders any more. It was trapped in the skull, sealed off. For a while you could see the silent, helpless suffering of the brain behind the eyes, then finally the brain must have died, because the eyes went out, and there was no more feeling in them than a crab's eye on the end of a stalk...
This book spill off the page in all directions, kaleidoscope of vistas, medley of tunes and street noises, farts and riot yipes and the slamming steel shutters of commerce, screams of pain and pathos and screams plain pathic, copulating cats and outraged squawk of the displaced bull head, prophetic mutterings of brujo in nutmeg trances, snapping necks and screaming mandrakes, sigh of orgasm, heroin silent as dawn in the thirsty cells, Radio Cairo screaming like a berserk tobacco auction, and flutes of Ramadan fanning the sick junky like a gentle lush worker in the grey subway dawn feeling with delicate fingers for the green folding crackle. (Burroughs. 1993)

Beirut - Prenzlauerberg
The Pipettes - Dirty Mind (acoustic)
Nouvelle Vague - The Killing Moon (Echo & The Bunnymen)
Sufjan Stevens - John Wayne Gacy (mc DJ remix)

Muse B-sides
Recess
Map of Your Head
Yes Please
Ashamed

Sufjan Stevens - Rarities (B-sides, covers & outtakes)

All Delighted People
Borderline
Bushwick Junkie
Damascus
God'll Ne'er Let You Down
I Can't Even Lift My Head
Marching Band
Opie's Funeral Song
She Is
The Fifty States Song
Wolverine
The Avalanche
The Great God Bird
One I Love (R.E.M.)
The First Full Moon
Variation on Commemorative Transfiguration and Communion at Magruder Park
Vito's Ordination Song (demo)
What Goes On (The Beatles)
Woman At The Well

Thursday, May 11, 2006

endgame/waiting for god



The boys slowly and fearfully made their way to the church, quick dead silently, as though they were sleepwalking. Smoke clouded above their heads like atoms, as their homes burned, their family cars exploding, tyres melting and bursting, leaving the air in their lungs and mouths acrid, rats fleeing beneath their feet, ash floating between them like reminders, of how things could end.
Only a handful of the girls had been left conscious, and so unable to commence a successful ambush of their parents by burning the forest to soft black dirt around them, they commited group suicide instead, greedily overdosing themselves one at a time, the older ones seeking hard with the needle, sticking in between their little toes, their soft fingers, their thighs, anywhere they could detect a vein.
Not knowing this, Jack led the group into the church, where they committed such premeditated acts of depravity that language fails to describe it, throwing only random words out at it, sacrilege, jammergestalt, missing all the time, and completely failing to address the issue of why, why would they do it? and the only answer is religion, faith, spreading the word, spreading the conviction, and hoping for proof, hoping that they are heard. At the end he was the only one left alive, breathing heavily and swaying, beneath the altar, around spilt wine and blood, soaking together into the carpet, and his crucified brother. All he could think was: no reaction. Nothing. Smiling, and closing his eyes, he murmured: next time we will try harder. He blessed himself. The end came, pointless and quiet, and exactly as feared.
{conclusion of the foregoing}

The Pipettes - Pull Shapes
Sufjan Stevens - The Pick-up {removed}
Nouvelle Vague - Human Fly (The Cramps)
Bright Eyes & Spleen - Mushaboom (Feist)
Sufjan Stevens - Vito's Ordination Song (demo)
The Cramps - Human Fly
William Burroughs - You Got Any Eggs For Fats? (Naked Lunch excerpt)

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

etc.



Who's lying? They can't prove anything. Much less that God actually exists. If believing in God is a matter of faith, an act of suspending your disbelief, then how can anyone who believes in reason and evidence be saved? Surely a saviour is someone who proves beyond all doubt the existence of a Supreme Being, someone who is prepared to do what that takes, and understands why there is morality, commandments and people willing to defend them. The point is to break them. Just to see what happens.

Muse - Forced In (B-side) & more downloads here.
Deerhoof - Covers
Nouvelle Vague - Blue Monday (New Order)
The Pipettes - Judy (acoustic)
The Pipettes - Pull Shapes (acoustic)
The Radiators - Burning Down The House (Talking Heads)
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Hyperballad (Bjork)
Snowden - Time of The Season
Nouvelle Vague - Heart of Glass (Blondie)
Voxtrot - Shayla (Blondie)

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Ten Elephants



As it happens, injecting yourself with heroin and believing in God are very similiar. Junkies and Christians have a lot in common, outside their own morality.
Similarities include: a tendency to internalise, the ability to suspend doubt and disbelief or low confidence, the focus on one single element, and seeing everything in simple terms.

Questioner: "Are you now, or have you ever been, an atheist?"
Defendant: "I am."
"Have you ever injected yourself with forbidden substances, written obscene and immoral literature (as defined by the use of one or more of the following words: fuck, shit ass, queer, prick, class and revolution), hated your government and country, had homosexual thoughts, hated our Lord God, hated our Church, and as a result, consciously or unconsciously, had thoughts of conspiring against the great ideals of this nation?
Defendant: "Yes. Sometimes all at once."
Questioner: "Then this house has no choice but to expel you from these settlements, and send you west, so that-"
Questioner Two:" Wait, shouldn't we conduct these questions in our own language?"
Defendant: "I don't speak it."

Long dull and pretentious story short, every whore, junky, hussy, queer, Communist and problem child in the land is cast out, out into the unoccupied west, to form their own settlements, with their own problems, with their own children who understand nothing, but that they miss God, so they rebel, bloodily and violently with one aim.

Sufjan Stevens - Springfield, or Bobby got a Shadfly Stuck in his Hair
Sufjan Stevens - Saul Bellow
Muse - House Of The Rising Sun (The Animals)
Cat Power - The Werewolf Song (Michael Hurley)
The Tallywood String Quartet - Smile Like You Mean It (The Killers)*
We Are Scientists - Be My Baby (The Ronettes)
My Bloody Valentine - We Have All The Time In The World (Louis Armstrong)
Spielerfrau - She's In Parties (Bauhaus)
Mountain Goats - You're So Vain (Carly Simon)
The Frames - The Model (Kraftwerk)

*thanks.

Monday, May 08, 2006

>>Intermission<<



Muse - Supermassive Black Hole - played today on the radio. It's very good. Buy it tomorrow.
Radiohead - Bangers'n'Mash
Radiohead - Open Pick
Radiohead - 15 Step
More at the lovely lovely A Reminder.

Noah ran. He ran till his lungs carved themselves up in heaves, he ran till his legs ached like meat on string, he ran till the world span, and colours mixed like paint running. When he finally reached the children's encampment he had totally lost his mind.
He dropped to his knees as the children surrounded him, needles and eyes, dark hair, and dried blood. He unscrewed the jar, and let the spider out into his hands, feeling its way with fur, and ease, conscious and unconscious, turning in his palm, before it bit him at the meeting-point of his veins, just beneath his wrist. His eyes rolled up into his head like spinning globes, and he slumped forward. The children rolled him over to go through his pockets.
{Thanks Cormac & Colman.}

Sunday, May 07, 2006

usw.



They stove in the door with heavy booted feet, and stormed around the kitchen table looking for traces, looking for children, looking for blood or bodily fluids. It was a few moments, after they entered the bedroom, before their eyes adjusted to the darkness, the curtains sewn shut, painting the room a thin brown. They coughed as the dust floated, and looked as their torches silhouetted insects in jars, row after row, shelf after shelf, some of them on the table by the bed, cramped with their many legs in the air, obscene positions, centipedes, spiders, none of them still, all of them angry, twisting, thin, bony, limbs scratching helplessly in the air as though they were trying on boots, and a constant dull scraping noise, the noise that exists when no human person is around to hear it, the noise that remains when you are dead, the noise you would hear if you awoke in your coffin.
If seen from above, the three points in this town would form an exact equilateral triangle: The main street of the town, Noah's home, and the children's position, at the northern point.
The boys split up, each going home, raiding medicine cabinets, safes, wallets, first aid kits, taking the guns from above the mantelpiece and in their fathers' sock drawer, stealing pornography, burning books, toppling tv sets, throwing working toasters and radios into fish tanks, leaking the gas, turning on taps in stopped sinks and bathtubs, dirtying their parents' beds, slashing tyres, spitting on the furniture, strangling cats, shooting dogs, breaking crucifixes, tracing swastikas on the lawn, drawing hammers and sickles in their own skin, destroying themselves, destroying their lives, never ever looking back. Some of them cried. They did it for their children.

The Magic Numbers - There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (The Smiths)
Elbow - August and September (The The)
Ted Leo - Since You Been Gone (Kelly Clarkson)
Pink Mountaintops - Atmosphere (Joy Division)
Voxtrot - Heaven (Talking Heads)
Bright Eyes & Spleen - Mushaboom (Feist)
Blanket Music - Red Right Ankle (The Decemberists)
Sebadoh - Fog (Radiohead)
Liars - Territorial Pissings (Nirvana)
Various - Kid A (Radiohead)

Saturday, May 06, 2006

on and on



Emma was Minister for Propaganda. Dale was Minister for Torture and Information. Jack was Minister for War, and Judy was their President. Judy got to decide when someone wasn't doing their job properly. Then they were out, left in the cold to deal with the sickness of a hungry habit.
The rest of the kids more or less did what they were told, following the vague instructions Jack gave them with their needles, chatting distractedly about them as they tapped away bubbles from inside the plastic, and shot directly into their young veins, soft-haired heads falling back onto the grass as their thoughts and senses disappeared into the endless blue above, like a sinking paper ship.
They were maybe forty in number. The average age of the group was eight.

Upon hearing that their parents had left the town for the valley, Jack led all the boys back through the woods, with the aim of getting what they needed before the grown-ups returned, frustrated that their weapons were unbloodied. Still unaware, the boys followed him uncautiously, sometimes kicking a centipede that strayed into the group, sending it twisting away through the air, sometimes running their hands through spider's webs, always humming, humming different notes to keep themselves safe. Many of them had blood reaching up and down their arms, from hastily made punctures in the surface. They were all in love.

Nick Cave - Disco 2000 (Pulp)
Delays - The Sun Always Shines On Tv (A-ha)
Bright Eyes - Devil Town (Daniel Johnston)
Wolf Parade - A Day In The Life (Atlas Strategic)
Pedro the Lion - Let Down (Radiohead)
Nouvelle Vague - Friday Night, Saturday Morning (The Specials)
The Damned - Help! (The Beatles)
Les Mouches - Close To You (The Carpenters)
Gemma Hayes - Time After Time (Cyndi Lauper)
The Pipettes - White Christmas (Bing Crosby)

Friday, May 05, 2006

part the second



The parents of the town awaken, sodden with a peeling hangover, and find no pitter patter. No children dealing drugs at the corner store. They moaned and groaned and suffered and arose and scratched their cheeks and picked at their throats and drank bad water, and wondered why why why why etc.
An epidemic of narcolepsy had overtaken the town three weeks previously, much to everyone's surprise, disrupting the morphine-inspired routine that held them tight and close, like a restless lover. They sat and held meetings in their quaint town hall, with five secretaries taking minutes, and at least two asleep at any given time.
It was decided (telepathically, some felt) that the children had somehow been abducted by Noah, the idiot savant living at the very belly of the dank deep valley that ringed their little homes. Noah could predict the score of a game of football by listening to the hidden patterns in the cheers of the spectators, but fell out of favour with the town, despite this obviously useful gift, by declaring himself to be the God of the insect world, the only man who would survive the inevitable nuclear winter.
They gathered pitchforks, flaming torches, pikes and pickaxes and made for the 'shotgun shack', that sat in the valley's pit like some undigestable food. When Noah heard their excited cheers and threats, he saw what was coming, and how it would end. He went to save the children. And the end, the end to it all drew ever closer, like an accident.

The Rakes - Man With A Job (Serge Gainsbourg)
The Flaming Lips - Can't Get You Out Of My Head (Kylie)
Sufjan Stevens - She Is (Tim Buckley)
The Breeders - Happiness Is A Warm Gun (The Beatles)
Kathryn Williams - All Apologies (Nirvana)
Architecture in Helsinki - Living Without You (Randy Newman)
Neil Hannon & Yann Tiersen - Life On Mars (David Bowie)
The Libertines - Lazy Sunday (I forget...)
Radiohead - Union City Blues (Blondie)
Petra Haden - God Only Knows (Beach Boys)
Colin Meloy - Every Day Is Like Sunday (Morrissey)
mc DJ - Illinoise Remixed (Sufjan Stevens)

Thursday, May 04, 2006

we were the music covers... part the first



It's a quiet week in Blogville, so it's time to go down to the old well, and drink deeply from its still and mysterious depths. The children march in twos and threes, treading on huge centipedes, humming songs that make no sense, of love and hate and death and religion. But wait! Surely not! Some mischievous soul has filled the well to its overflowing brim with covers!
What then? Well, throw morality to the wind and plunge yourselves in, fellow travellers, remembering that what is fake can be just as much fun as what is real, what is signified can seem just as real as what is its signifier, and all you must remember is this; keep drinking. The Lord may not look kindly on you, but then again, He may not look on you at all. Isn't his silence slightly odd?
Tearful, and fearful, all that is left is the drink, forming a well inside you that has no discernable depths, no end, no end. What terror it may bring forth, if you ever cease filling it. Never, then. Not until you fall in love. "Seven days", the youngest shrieks, in some unearthly trance. She will never speak again. The others hush their wonder, preferring to sip endlessly.
"Verstehe, das Mädchen ist blau!", laughs one boy, only ever spoke French in his life. They kill him instantly.
What's going on?

Franz Ferdinand - What You Waiting For? (Gwen Stefani)
Editors - Orange Crush (R.E.M.)
Beck - Pink Moon (Nick Drake)
Wondermints - Knowing Me, Knowing You (ABBA)
Johnny Cash - The Mercy Seat (Nick Cave)
Jose Gonzales - Love Will Tear Us Apart (Joy Division)
Nick Cave - Let It Be (The Beatles)
The Strokes - Clampdown (The Clash)
Sufjan Stevens - The Lakes of Canada (The Innocence Mission)
Adam Green - What a Waster (The Libertines)
The Postal Service - Against All Odds (Phil Collins)
Rufus Wainwright - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother (The Hollies)

There's two more Lucky Soul songs at A Plague of Angels. And Pitchfork has reviewed Sunset Rubdown and Beirut, like everybody will be doing at the end of the year. Door dogs.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

life as a music video



This week, I have mostly been bored.

Live On YouTube:
Sunset Rubdown - Stadiums and Shrines II
Wolf Parade - String Me Along
Thom Yorke, on the Big Ask - doesn't he look weird these days?
Radiohead - Like Spinning Plates
Thom & Jonny - Bodysnatchers
Final Fantasy - No Cars Go (Arcade Fire cover)
Final Fantasy -The CN Tower Belongs To The Dead
Cold War Kids - Hospital Beds
James Dean Bradfield - Last Christmas (George Michael cover)
Richey Edwards' last TV interview

Download:
The Pipettes - Judy EP
Spoon - The Devil's Dishes Rarities
Voxtrot - Covers and Rarities - in a secret area of their website.
Patrick Wolf - Rarities and Live Sessions
Royksopp - Maida Vale session
Deerhoof - Peel Session
Sigur Ros - Peel Session
Some nice Wolf Parade related music at Bows + Arrows.

Read:
A book.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

New Radiohead



With thanks to the ultimate Radiohead fan at A Reminder (who is always posting great stuff and introduced me to The Grates), here are the new songs that Thom & Johnny debuted last night. He's also got some videos of the show, which was in aid of Friends of the Earth. Oddly enough, the trying-very-hard-to-be-hip new Conservative leader David Cameron was there, which must have worried Thom Yorke no end. 'Arpeggi' was also played, this time just on two guitars, and new song 'Cymbal Rush' features Thom looping his own voice to make a drum beat, as well as playing piano.

Arpeggi
Bodysnatchers
Cymbal Rush

I like them, what do you think? Will the new album restore Radiohead to their greatness? There's a lot more rare Radiohead here, and on the links on the sidebar to the right.

[edit] The Guardian reviewed it, and it seems Cameron was invited. But was 'There There' Radiohead's landmark single? Hmmm.