This site is one of the first sites I'd recommend to anyone who has any interest in music whatsoever. But, perhaps more than that, it's for those out there who integrate their musical experiences into a wider expansion of all of their horizons. Glenn, nice one. (And no, I'm not plugging it because you seem to be the only person who liked "Already")
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Been reloading all my CD's into the ipod (long story, don't ask) and i'm once again staggered by some of the stuff i'd forgotten about. Top of that list at the moment: "Terms Of Psychic Warfare" . That's what it's all about- a melodic fist wrapped in an iron glove of buzzsaw guitar brutality.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Oh, also...Meg is back. Hurrah! The new site is great, sort of like...a blog-plus.
*plays Razorlight, fires up Popbitch, presses f5*
*plays Razorlight, fires up Popbitch, presses f5*
Up in the Air
Last night was pop quiz night at The Eagle back in Brighton (We came 4th). Got overly sousled, seeing as Cambpell was back from his tour of Dohar. All this meant that today's train journey was a little bit...strange. Everything seemed to be in cinemascope, widescreen images filling my eyes. It was all about the tunes and the planes. Passing Gatwick, a lovely old DC 10 freighter roared overhead, close enough to see the tread on its tyres: momentarily, a faint whiff of jet fuel rushed through the train. Tune at that moment? Wim Mertens "A Tiel Leis". Then, as we approached Clapham Junction, a BA 747 started to roll into a low G turn over Crystal Palace, sunlight glinting off its fuselage. Tune? "Barcode Bypass" by The Mull Historical Society. Then, lastly, another 747, hung suspended in the air over the Thames, framed by the towers of Battersea Power Station. Tune? Nick Drake "Hanging on a Star"
Last night was pop quiz night at The Eagle back in Brighton (We came 4th). Got overly sousled, seeing as Cambpell was back from his tour of Dohar. All this meant that today's train journey was a little bit...strange. Everything seemed to be in cinemascope, widescreen images filling my eyes. It was all about the tunes and the planes. Passing Gatwick, a lovely old DC 10 freighter roared overhead, close enough to see the tread on its tyres: momentarily, a faint whiff of jet fuel rushed through the train. Tune at that moment? Wim Mertens "A Tiel Leis". Then, as we approached Clapham Junction, a BA 747 started to roll into a low G turn over Crystal Palace, sunlight glinting off its fuselage. Tune? "Barcode Bypass" by The Mull Historical Society. Then, lastly, another 747, hung suspended in the air over the Thames, framed by the towers of Battersea Power Station. Tune? Nick Drake "Hanging on a Star"
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