Thursday, December 29, 2005

Bestiary

I hate music reviews. I love music reviews. I hate them when they miss the point, drown in their own verbosity and are more about the reviewer than the artist. I also hate it when they burst my bubble. I love music reviews that make me think, challenge my expectations and lead me to other artists and genres. I've heard people disparage websites like www.pitchforkmedia.com, citing the oh-so-hip writing, the archness, the insularity. Sure there's a fair bit of it, but as a reference point for the acceptable face of indie/alternative/underground music it's not bad. As someone approaching 50 (the new 40 by the way) I appreciate reviewers who love the music they write about, who have extensive knowledge and insight of 20th century artists and throw in a laugh now and again. Every musical era has it's keepers. People who actually transcend the scenes they may or may not have been a part of. 15 years from now when the Arcade Fire and Wolf Parade do a reunion tour, there we'll be, snatching back pieces of our youth, and loving the sound again for what it is. Heaven.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Year of the Dog

Woof. That's me, the dog. Loyal and friendly....until you step on my tail....that's when I rip your throat out. Here's a year-end list of my favorites past, present and future. Indulge.
Art Brut/Arcade Fire/Bloc Party/Broken Social Scene/M.I.A./Black Mountain/Stars/Love and Rockets/Cowboys International/The Passage/Boards of Canada/Isolee/DJ Dangermouse/Kraftwerk/Talk Talk/System of a Down/Jem/Missy/The Streets/Nappy Roots/Bright Eyes/Gang of Four/The Modernettes/X/LCD Soundsystem/Yeah Yeah Yeahs/Go Team/Metric/Young Marble Giants/Wedding Present/Public Enemy/Meat Beat Manifesto/Death from Above 1979/Massive Attack/King Crimson/Secret Machines/Amon Duul/Public Image Ltd. and so on and so forth. Amen.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Pins and Needles

Wake up. Wake up. Has the back of your head ever fallen asleep? When it slowly starts to wake up the creepiest feeling ensues.
D.O.A. are re-releasing their 'War on 45' album with a few new tracks. Sweet. The songs are still pertinent today, what with the load of bollocks spewing from a certain American administration. If things go in cycles as they seem to we should be rid of the slimy war-loving bunch in about 3 years. Unless the boot comes down a little harder between then and now. 25 years ago we had Reagan and his fucked up policies, now we've got the Bush cabal raping and pillaging. Cycles. I've lost my desire to be eloquent. Fuck them all, every last one of them. They are the scourge of the earth, the real 'Axis of Evil'. In Jesus name we will cleanse the temple. Ah well, time to go back to sleep. Night.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Meh

Meh I say. What a lacklustre month this has been. All the music in the world at my shredded bloody fingertips and boredom is the only thing that registers. Then the other night I was schlepping home in the slush and an LCD Soundsystem remix started to pound into my cranium and now all is well. "Kick out the chairs...motherfuckers"
Echo and the Bunnymen are in town this weekend but whatever...I think it would depress me a wee bit to show up and try to transport myself back in time 25 years or so. Even though they probably still light a fire.....but it's just a signpost, a buried memory. I still love "Heaven up Here", in part because of the cool cover. Cool blue, ocean blue, ocean rain, lips like sugar on the back of love. Sigh....time for a solid full-on Smiths revival. Hit the North!