holy crap. it’s the new Lady Gaga video.
There’s nothing like a three-minute spoken word intro to set the blood racing. There’s nothing like a space-birth scene to really get those dance muscles pumping.
Song of the day – 292: tUnE-yArDs
“Every couple of minutes it gets better,” writes Chuck, a man who should know. “Do please watch the whole thing.”
Song of the day – 291: Analogik
Some fierce wicked unexplainable indefinable jazz-orientated playful mashed-up Gypsy electronica with squiggles and the odd squirrel of meaning from Denmark – a bit like Kid Koala deadpanning that brass from New Orleans, but not anything really – comes teasing its way into my inbox and I need to know why.
Song of the day – 290: PJ Harvey (a mini-review)
Sure, I’m as intrigued as anyone. She polarises. Much of me wants to hate her, for the preciousness that surrounds her, the way she receives accolades usually reserved for male artists – why is it never the other way around? – for her treatment of music as art. Someone is putting her in for the […]
Song of the day – 289: Ann Peebles
I can’t stand the rain Against my window Bringing back sweet memories I can’t stand the rain Against my window Cause he ain’t here with me
Song of the day – 288: Rah Digga
It’s that man Kulkarni and his recommendations again.
that ‘new’ Radiohead video/a 10-point survival guide for online critics (redux)
This blog entry is intended to replace the previous two entries, that ‘new’ Radiohead video, reviewed in full AND a 10-point survival guide for music critics in web 2.0. This is the final edit, where I strip away most of the unnecessary verbiage. I’ve left the other two up online: not least because of the dozens of […]
Song of the day – 287: The Fizzbombs
Well. I had to, didn’t I? After yesterday’s Song Of The Day.
some fallout from the Faster Louder article
If folk like Sophie really are seeing Faster Louder as a career path, a stepping stone to the next stage, my only question would be: a stepping stone to what? To fucking what?
