With this small playlist of songs...
The Smiths - What diference does it make.
Fishbone - Lemon Meringue.
Johnny Cash (ft U2) - The Wanderer.
The Art of Noise - Moments in Love.
the Foo Fighters (Live in Hollywood) - Everlong.
Have a Happy Monday.
Showing posts with label What I've been listening to.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label What I've been listening to.. Show all posts
8/09/2008
I may not know the words being sung...
But the music itself is the thing.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Abdel Hadi Halo and the El Gusto Orchestra of Algiers performing "Win Saadi" (Recorded Live on Jools Holland.)
Ladies and Gentlemen, Abdel Hadi Halo and the El Gusto Orchestra of Algiers performing "Win Saadi" (Recorded Live on Jools Holland.)
Ladies and gentlemen...
This is possibly one of the most heartwrenching songs I've ever heard.
I've heard it so many times in my life that I could sing along if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't carry a tune in a bucket but never realised what it's about. Now that I know it's about child abuse it breaks my heart listening to it. But listen to it I will. And so can you...
Ladies and Gentlemen, Suzanne Vega - Luka (Recorded live at Abbey Road studios).
I've heard it so many times in my life that I could sing along if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't carry a tune in a bucket but never realised what it's about. Now that I know it's about child abuse it breaks my heart listening to it. But listen to it I will. And so can you...
Ladies and Gentlemen, Suzanne Vega - Luka (Recorded live at Abbey Road studios).
7/24/2008
Music review. The Ting Tings - We started nothing.
If upbeat and catchy pop is your bag you should check out The Ting Tings album "We started Nothing" as it's as upbeat and catchy as you can get without stepping over the, very fine, line between good music and aural torture.
If you're anything like me the first song on an album can make or break it and in this respect The Ting Tings do not fall short. The first song, Great DJ, is possibly the catchiest song I've heard since The Farm released Groovy Train. Great DJ is followed by That's not my name, a tune that defies even my jaded old pop pallate and manages to make me join in on the chorus.
From then on in The Ting Tings manage to produce a finely honed album that does what all good pop music should do, make you tap your feet, and does so with a touch rarely seen these days when music is churned out through a giant music mincer in a factory where Simon Cowell is the head slaughterman.
More often than not the second and third album are what a band ends up being judged by and if We Started Nothing is anything to go by then we're going to be hearing a lot more of the Ting Tings. Watch this space.
If you're anything like me the first song on an album can make or break it and in this respect The Ting Tings do not fall short. The first song, Great DJ, is possibly the catchiest song I've heard since The Farm released Groovy Train. Great DJ is followed by That's not my name, a tune that defies even my jaded old pop pallate and manages to make me join in on the chorus.
From then on in The Ting Tings manage to produce a finely honed album that does what all good pop music should do, make you tap your feet, and does so with a touch rarely seen these days when music is churned out through a giant music mincer in a factory where Simon Cowell is the head slaughterman.
More often than not the second and third album are what a band ends up being judged by and if We Started Nothing is anything to go by then we're going to be hearing a lot more of the Ting Tings. Watch this space.
7/17/2008
Tonight I learned...
That no matter how hard you wish and plead to the fairies, or kiss a lucky cloverleaf, or click your heels together and recite "There's no place like home... There's no place like home... There's no place like home..." or pray to the very Gods themselves... You cannot transport yourself through the sub ether (Or whatever the correct terminology is) and materialise on a beach in Mozambique.
This was not an easy thing to accept at the time, as I was standing behind a bar trying not to scream in someones face "YOU'RE AS INTERESTING AS A SECOND HAND TEABAG! GET OUT MY SIGHT BEFORE I STAB YOU IN THE HEAD WITH A PEN!", so I focused my concentration and tried for somewhere closer to home... Specifically, Wales.
Don't ask why my mind chose Wales, because I don't know. Of all the places I could have chosen that are closer to my house than Mozambique, which is six thousand and forty three miles away, at the time Wales seemed as good a place as any. Despite the fact that to my knowledge most of Wales is as interesting as watching flies fuck.
After at least a minute of focused concentration I gave in and tried for somewhere even closer to home. More precisely, home itself. The place that, technically, should be the easiest of all. After another couple of minutes of intense and focused concentration I opened my eyes to find that I was still standing in a dive of a bar, in a crappy suburb of an even shittier city.
To my utter surprise the person, whose face I was attempting not to scream at, was still standing in front of me talking away about the most mundane thing ever to have breath wasted on.
"Hello..." I said. "Anyone home?"
"Eh?" Came the monosyllabic response.
"I was just wondering if you were planning on noticing that I'm as interested in this conversation as I am in sampling chocolate covered dog shit." I said, praying that the person to whom I was speaking would chalk it up to humour and not punch me in the face.
The gimp laughed and continued uninterrupted, due to me being busy attempting to make their heart grind to a scrunching, and hopefully very very, painful halt. Once more I was confounded by the powers that be and the person did not seize their chest and die in abject agony.
"Look, sorry, don't take this the wrong way will you but this whole conversation is the mental equivalent of sweetcorn. It's only purpose is to waste my energy." I stated. Making damn sure that the look in my eyes, and on my face, conveyed my heartfelt sincerity on the matter. Jackie Braindead, however, was having none of it. And continued.
For the next five minutes or so I focused all my energy onto making my head go thermonuclear and explode, hopefully taking out as many of these idiotic people as possible. Call it a Smart Bomb... Yet again I was unsuccessful. Though to be fair I did have quite a good headache which may either be ascribed to the concentration level or the annoying sound of their voice, and promised myself that I would try harder next time.
Then came three of the most beautiful words I have ever heard in my entire life...
"Well, that's me."
I steadied myself on the bar, as I had been slightly confused by the the words.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm off." The troglodyte said, draining the dregs of his glass and picking up his mobile phone.
A "Hallelujah" resounded in my head and a small brass band began to play an upbeat tempo'd tune that wouldn't go amiss in a hip and fashionable club in Bourbon Street. Did I hear right? Had the gods observed my plight and saved me from having to listen to the ignoramus in front of me?
I watched in stunned silence as the neanderthal pressed buttons on his mobile and waved goodbye as it headed towards the door.
"Aye man, so anyway, mind I was saying she said that he said that the wifey from the chipshops daugthers cousins pal told her that there's some bird doing tricks for taxi drivers to avoid paying the fare... Well you'll never guess who it is..." It said into its mobile as it walked towards the door, leaving me to ponder if there was some kind of mental deficiency they suffered from that made them talk utter crap constantly.
I turned around and looked at the old guy at the end of the bar who, like so many others in pubs across the world, sits quietly, observing, collating and calculating the ups and downs of pub life and only ever says one of three words at a time*, and raised my eyebrows in a way that I knew would convey the sentence "That guy's a test of your patience is he not?"
The old guy lifted his glass and took a long, drink.
"He's a fucking arsehole and the sooner he's killed by a runaway truck the better." He said.
"Pint?" I asked.
"Nip." He replied.
* The three are the following,..
1. "Pint."
2. "Nip."
And 3. "Taxi."
This was not an easy thing to accept at the time, as I was standing behind a bar trying not to scream in someones face "YOU'RE AS INTERESTING AS A SECOND HAND TEABAG! GET OUT MY SIGHT BEFORE I STAB YOU IN THE HEAD WITH A PEN!", so I focused my concentration and tried for somewhere closer to home... Specifically, Wales.
Don't ask why my mind chose Wales, because I don't know. Of all the places I could have chosen that are closer to my house than Mozambique, which is six thousand and forty three miles away, at the time Wales seemed as good a place as any. Despite the fact that to my knowledge most of Wales is as interesting as watching flies fuck.
After at least a minute of focused concentration I gave in and tried for somewhere even closer to home. More precisely, home itself. The place that, technically, should be the easiest of all. After another couple of minutes of intense and focused concentration I opened my eyes to find that I was still standing in a dive of a bar, in a crappy suburb of an even shittier city.
To my utter surprise the person, whose face I was attempting not to scream at, was still standing in front of me talking away about the most mundane thing ever to have breath wasted on.
"Hello..." I said. "Anyone home?"
"Eh?" Came the monosyllabic response.
"I was just wondering if you were planning on noticing that I'm as interested in this conversation as I am in sampling chocolate covered dog shit." I said, praying that the person to whom I was speaking would chalk it up to humour and not punch me in the face.
The gimp laughed and continued uninterrupted, due to me being busy attempting to make their heart grind to a scrunching, and hopefully very very, painful halt. Once more I was confounded by the powers that be and the person did not seize their chest and die in abject agony.
"Look, sorry, don't take this the wrong way will you but this whole conversation is the mental equivalent of sweetcorn. It's only purpose is to waste my energy." I stated. Making damn sure that the look in my eyes, and on my face, conveyed my heartfelt sincerity on the matter. Jackie Braindead, however, was having none of it. And continued.
For the next five minutes or so I focused all my energy onto making my head go thermonuclear and explode, hopefully taking out as many of these idiotic people as possible. Call it a Smart Bomb... Yet again I was unsuccessful. Though to be fair I did have quite a good headache which may either be ascribed to the concentration level or the annoying sound of their voice, and promised myself that I would try harder next time.
Then came three of the most beautiful words I have ever heard in my entire life...
"Well, that's me."
I steadied myself on the bar, as I had been slightly confused by the the words.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm off." The troglodyte said, draining the dregs of his glass and picking up his mobile phone.
A "Hallelujah" resounded in my head and a small brass band began to play an upbeat tempo'd tune that wouldn't go amiss in a hip and fashionable club in Bourbon Street. Did I hear right? Had the gods observed my plight and saved me from having to listen to the ignoramus in front of me?
I watched in stunned silence as the neanderthal pressed buttons on his mobile and waved goodbye as it headed towards the door.
"Aye man, so anyway, mind I was saying she said that he said that the wifey from the chipshops daugthers cousins pal told her that there's some bird doing tricks for taxi drivers to avoid paying the fare... Well you'll never guess who it is..." It said into its mobile as it walked towards the door, leaving me to ponder if there was some kind of mental deficiency they suffered from that made them talk utter crap constantly.
I turned around and looked at the old guy at the end of the bar who, like so many others in pubs across the world, sits quietly, observing, collating and calculating the ups and downs of pub life and only ever says one of three words at a time*, and raised my eyebrows in a way that I knew would convey the sentence "That guy's a test of your patience is he not?"
The old guy lifted his glass and took a long, drink.
"He's a fucking arsehole and the sooner he's killed by a runaway truck the better." He said.
"Pint?" I asked.
"Nip." He replied.
* The three are the following,..
1. "Pint."
2. "Nip."
And 3. "Taxi."
7/13/2008
Relax...
Whack these tunes on and chill out.
William Orbit - Adagio for strings.*
Sigur Ros - Milano.
Groove Armada - At the River.
Jimi Hendrix - Little Miss Strange.
REM - All the Right Friends.
Elliot Smith - Because.
Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah.
Foo Fighters - Aurora.
*Mum, download that and let Dad hear it. It's a piece of music I said was brilliant and he got Stuart to get him a copy of it. Sadly it was being played on the bagpipes. This is the version that doesn't make you want to shove freshly sharpened pencils in your ears.
William Orbit - Adagio for strings.*
Sigur Ros - Milano.
Groove Armada - At the River.
Jimi Hendrix - Little Miss Strange.
REM - All the Right Friends.
Elliot Smith - Because.
Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah.
Foo Fighters - Aurora.
*Mum, download that and let Dad hear it. It's a piece of music I said was brilliant and he got Stuart to get him a copy of it. Sadly it was being played on the bagpipes. This is the version that doesn't make you want to shove freshly sharpened pencils in your ears.
6/25/2008
Thanks must go to...
Rach for pointing me in the direction of playlist.com.
My playlist page can be seen by clicking here.
My playlist page can be seen by clicking here.
5/23/2008
Fab Five Freddy...
In the spirit of open communication without borders or boundaries I give to you a small sample of music that floats my boat, rocks my world and makes me shake my tailfeathers.
All music linked to from this site is provided for review purposes only.
Should you wish to own any of the tracks listed above please support the artist in question and buy a copy.
- The Stone Roses - Shoot You Down (Soul Hooligan remix)
- The Foo Fighters - Aurora.
- Groove Armada - At the River.
- Jeff Buckley - Mojo Pin. (Live at Sin-é)
- Jimi Hendrix - Little Miss Strange.
- The Pixies - Where is My Mind.
- Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Dig Lazarus Dig.
- REM - All the Right Friends.
All music linked to from this site is provided for review purposes only.
Should you wish to own any of the tracks listed above please support the artist in question and buy a copy.
12/27/2007
As I can't think of anything to write about right now...
I thought I'd take the opportunity to list the music currently knocking my hearing into the dirt.
So here we go...
So here we go...
- Brian Wilson - Smile.
- Fear and Loathing - Official soundtrack.
- Foo Fighters - There is nothing left to lose.
- Groove Armada - Soundboy Rock.
- Groove Armada - The Best Of.
- H G Wells - The Time Machine (Audiobook)
- Happy Mondays - Bummed.
- Happy Mondays - Pills, Thrills and Bellyaches.
- Jeff Buckley - Live at Sin e.
- Jeff Buckley - Sketches for (my sweetheart the drunk)
- Jimi Hendrix - Are You Experienced.
- Jimi Hendrix - Electric Ladyland.
- Monty Python - Greatest hits.
- My Chemical Romance - The Black Parade.
- Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Various.
- Orbital - Various.
- Pearl Jam - Ten.
- Pearl Jam - MTV Unplugged.
- Pearl Jam - Live in Salt Lake City.
- Peter Sellers - 20th Century Genius.
- Nick Drake - Pink Moon.
- Placebo - Meds.
- Prince - Sign O The Times.
- Radiohead - Kid A.
- Ramones - Greatest Hits.
- REM - Eponymous.
- Sigur Ros - Agaetis Byrjun.
- Sigur Ros - Takk.
- Sigur Ros - Von.
- The American Charlatans - The Amazing Charlatans. (US Charlatans)
- Foo Fighters - Best of.
- REM - Best of.
- The Flaming Lips - At War With The Mystics.
- Timothy Leary - Turn on, Tune in, Drop out.
- White Stripes - Elephant.
- ZZ Top - Deguello.
11/30/2007
Kick out the jams kids...
For life is but a fleeting thing.
However there are things which make it more bearable. Like Music, books, the beauty of the sunrise and the most precious of them all, Love.
Music like the album "Sketches for (my sweetheart the drunk" by Jeff Buckley. [CD 1 CD2] [1]
Books like "Alice in Wonderland" by Lewis Carrol.
And sunrises like these. [3]
[1] Courtesy of Anon.
[2] Courtesy of Project Gutenburg.
[3] Google image search.
Enjoy.
However there are things which make it more bearable. Like Music, books, the beauty of the sunrise and the most precious of them all, Love.
Music like the album "Sketches for (my sweetheart the drunk" by Jeff Buckley. [CD 1 CD2] [1]
Books like "Alice in Wonderland" by Lewis Carrol.
And sunrises like these. [3]
[1] Courtesy of Anon.
[2] Courtesy of Project Gutenburg.
[3] Google image search.
Enjoy.
3/25/2007
This weeks listening...
This week has been a hodgepodge of different musical tastes.
- Israel Kamakawiwo'ole - Facing Future.
- Israel Kamakawiwo'ole - Alone In IZ World.
- The Hours - Narcissus Road.
- Sufjan Stevens - Seven Swans.
- Radiohead - Live! (bootleg)
- Van Morrison - Astral Weeks.
- Prince - The Black Album.
- Fishbone - Truth and Soul.
- Fishbone - Give A Monkey A Brain And He'll Swear He's The Center Of The Universe.
- Fishbone - The Essential Fishbone.
- Led Zeppelin - Early Days & Latter Days 1+2.
- Prince - Purple Rain.
- Carl Cox - F.A.C.T.
- John Mayer - Continuum.
- Fats Domino - They Call me the Fat Man. The Legendary Imperial Recordings.
3/14/2007
Recent listening...
Today was a day when mood music was not the thing I needed. Today I needed music that wouldn't distract me from my task in hand. Editing the Memoirs of a drunken romantic tale needed concentration so I delved into my CD collection and rooted out a few of the old classics.
For the Led Zeppelin website click here.
For the Led Zeppelin website click here.
- Neil Young - Freedom.
- Neil Young - Harvest.
- Neil Young - Tonight's the Night.
- Neil Young - Harvest Moon.
3/03/2007
This weeks listening...
Has mostly been comedy.
Amongst the comedic geniuses I've listened to have been...
Amongst the comedic geniuses I've listened to have been...
- Bill Hicks - Revelations - Relentless - One Night Stand - I'm Sorry Folks - Salvation.
- Richard Pryor - That Nigger's Crazy - Live on Sunset.
- George Carlin - Life is Worth Losing - Jammin in New York - You're All Diseased.
- John Pinette - I'm Starvin.
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