Monday, May 30, 2005

Today's food for the ears...

Comes in the shape of Momus and Shambeko! Say Wah!

It's a Bank Holiday, i'm the only one in the office....

...So I can enjoy this repeatedly.
Great weekend, if a little tiring. Friday night was the topping-out party for the new rental property in Hanover, which degenerated into a drunken spree around a impropmptu bonfire (I hope we didn't burn anything important!) Saturday was a trip into the depths of the Kent countryside, returning to Brighton in the most beautiful golden hour ever.
Sunday? Well, as ever, lot's of cooking and r'n'r. Need you ask?

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Hurrah!

Last night, inter alia, I was doing some proper deep-level mining of the interspazz and managed to tick a couple of tunes off my list of long-term musical "wants"
  1. The Popticians. A wonderful comedic outfit featuring John Hegley, i've been searching for these two tracks (both sides of a single, originally broadcast as a Peel session) for about 20 years. Last year, I finally found a copy of the single- took it home and played it: it jumped. I was almost resigned to another 20 years of digging in the crates...
  2. Intaferon. Another one of their 3 singles (the last, "Baby Pain")turned up on the excellent Lost Bands of the New Wave Era mp3 blog recently- and the first ("Getoutoflondon") is, amazingly, available on the soundtrack to a teen flick. This is their second single and as far as I know, the first time it's been online :)

Monday, May 23, 2005

Weekend..

Mine was full of Football (and a giant hangover the next day), cooking and a gig from this lot. Seriously bowel-loosening bass, plus they managed to blow the P.A.
It's not going to be there long, so check out A Frames on Fluxblog, while you still have the chance.
Right, open the airwaves....

Monday, May 16, 2005

And I've got 1, 2, 3, 4 , 5......

..Senses working overtime.
That's my day today.
Seeing : A huge crowd of people doing some lunchtime Tai Chi in the graveyard of St Anns in Soho. It's such an antidote to the random, whirling vortex that is the centre of Soho, to see people gently windmilling... Slowing the pace of the city around them.
Hearing: Children playing in the playground of the school I walk past on my way to Brighton Station. It's a sound that never fails to bring a smile whilst simultaneously reminding you that every year your childhood gets further and further away.
Smelling: Fresh cut grass on the verges of Dyke Road (again, on the way to the station)
Touching: Went to the Record and Tape Exchange on my way through Soho (no surprise there), and had to give a second opinion on an old Disco 12" that a member of staff was buying. Felt the vinyl flexing in my hands, running my index finger over the mastering stamp to try and ascertain if it was legit (wasn't a stamp I was familiar with)
Tasting: Some fine, salty Edamame for my lunch.

It's a beautiful world and when your senses are pinging like this, it's not just a pleasure, it's a privilege

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

3 posts in a day?

Let's celebrate by KILLING SOME ZOMBIES :)

Crikey! itunes invented 22 years ago?

Care to guess as to who might have *invented* it? Step up to the plate: Frank Zappa.

Hurrah!

You know, *all* the truly best bands in the world sounded like they didn't have a clue what was actually happening at the moment of musical creation. The Moulsecoomb Sword Gang are no exception. It seems to me that's it's all about shortening the distance between thought and expression; until all your left with is an excitable blip of the heart, the tiniest intake of breath. If it makes you grin like a buffon as well....then that's a big bonus.

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Just One Word.

Today, I'm in love with the power that one word can have. As proof, I offer you "S.O.S." By Abba. There's a point just after the middle eight where the chorus lyrics change from: "..The love you gave me, nothing else can save me.." To: "...AND the love you gave me, nothing else can save me.." One word. Just one word. Slays me, every single time.
Remember, sometimes it's not about the content of the words, but recognizing they have an inchoate power, learning to harness that power...And then sitting back with a smile on your face as it slays mere mortals like me.