January 9, 2011 § Leave a comment
Being at university, it’s really easy to get into this sort of bubble. You suddenly have so much time. This seemingly infinite moment in your existence where you can be who you want, do what you want and it comes with this feeling of complete fearless-ness. There is the point though (which if like me, you reached successfully by Christmas) where the loan is drained, the overdraft is being hungrily nibbled at and you’re now living off tea and cigarettes for the foreseeable future. It’s at this point we have to shamefully dip into the bank of mutti and vati, bursting the bubble until the next instalment of funds. I didn’t feel homesick at this point, but I started thinking about strange things at home I missed. One of them actually turned out to be the bus home. I missed that 30 minutes, where I was neither at point A or B. When I could plug my headphones in, look out of the window and just simply think.
I stumbled across a remix of White Lies which jolted this strange memoir of home. Their music always give me this weird feeling of elevation, with vocals that pull on your heartstrings and subtle injections of, in this instance, violin which evoke a whole other dimension to their songs. M83 are along the same lines, and they’ve done this song so much justice. Throwing over it a cosmic wash, with mind-melting synths and a swelling bass which when collided, turn into something somewhat otherworldly.
It definitely made me miss those self-indulgent 30 minutes, and I’d of loved to be watching the world (well, Kesgrave) simply pass me by.
January 8, 2011 § Leave a comment
Akron/Family-So It Goes
It is an unpleasant feeling knowing that work is looming over your head, horrid essay questions featuring disgusting words such as ‘pyschoanalytic interpretation’ ‘comic devices’ and ‘deadline’. Its that point in sci-fi films where an unsettlingly sized spaceship is hovering over the earth, thus far dormant but still unnerving enough to make people stare dramatically into the sky for inordinate amounts of time.
During this time of mounting fear I unearthed a gem from Akron/Family. It appealed to me because the song really does not give a shit. It is a strange concept for the song not to give a shit but it seems somewhat appropriate. Guitars sprawling around Seth Olinsky’s laissez-faire vocal, appropriate considering the track’s title then after 2 minutes of blues clash and clatter you get a Beach Boys-esque outro complete with lullaby harmonies and tingling keyboards.
It made me sit back and relax, the music isn’t particularly relaxing but it is the notion of the song which made me noticeably calmer about that dreaded spaceship in the sky.
January 7, 2011 § Leave a comment
Geotic – Unwind
Girl, with so much emotion, welling and mounting up inside your veins and your body. You feel like the skin is containing everything you don’t know how to say. And he, he stands so close in front of you, watching your eyes glaze over, trying not to say the things he feels – for he knows they will grow up inside you; you might even faint. So he bids a farewell that will last forever into the night and the dark hours away, he bids a farewell which for that one intense moment seems almost permanent. He leaves. You were standing there. He rests his head on the bus seat in front of him, tremors shaking up to his head until he can’t breathe for the feeling of it all. And then. Then he deep-breathes and dazes over into the stars and street-lamp eyes that he can see in his position to the bus window, he lets all the intensified inexplicable emotion that has mounted up within his chest grow outwards… Until it fills his whole entire being.
As I unwind, I start to feel that glow again, that glow that is you in my excitable center: I will see you tomorrow. Just let us unwind first. Let us breathe and inhale the sea around our dreams. Let us regain focus. And sleep.
I don’t know… it seems raw to post such music in such an impersonal way. We should not make a song and dance about it all, not about Geotic. It’s legal to download this kind boy’s most recent music for free, I’m sure you can find out where.
January 6, 2011 § 2 Comments
Foxx Bandits – Paper Planes
So it’s 7.16am and I haven’t quite been to bed yet. I’ve been mulling over this first post for a couple of days. Scrapped and some more scrapping. I think it’s something to do with new year and the coming of a whole 365 days of guaranteed new swell of musical delights (well, my first post on APFOS maybe too). It’s dead exciting but at the same time, it’s sort of like where do I start?
Listening to Foxx Bandits on a big fat comedown of a New Year’s day really did somewhat cuddle my frazzled head in a way that a band hadn’t done for a long time. Their EP ‘Gold Dresses’ is just, simply, wonderful. You put it on and you just get this familiar feeling. Like when you randomly catch a nice smell which gives you this vivid memory of being somewhere pleasant a long time ago; you can’t place it, but it makes you smile. It was like going back two or three years, but without the cringing. Like someone had gone through all those years and taken each of the happiest moments and given them to me in a nicely wrapped box. However, it’s their cover of Paper Planes that I was lying there listening to on repeat. I spent ages thinking who is the original by? I just couldn’t put my finger on it even though it’s such a massive track. They take it to this whole other place, like it’s been put in an oven and come out as this really yummy cake. “Dreampop folkgaze” is the genre they’re under on one of their tracks and it catches every element of their psychadelic yet washed-out, straight up yet continuously unpredictable sound.
This is how the beginning to a New Year should be.
Nice to be with you seedy people,
January 5, 2011 § 1 Comment
Johnny Flynn – Been Listening [album]
Happy days waking to the Exeter Phoenix to see Johnny Flynn close his UK tour. Ran into a girl I have always fancied a little bit and sorted her out with a guest list spot with a super suave phone call and nod. boom. Upon getting into the Phoenix we notice Mr. Flynn himself having a very amicable chat with the large majority of my university lecturers. Bottle of beer later and we are in.
In support were the extraordinary Melodica, Melody and Me and Basia Bulat, anyone who reads this blog a bit will know I’m a sucker for M,M+M. However Basia Bulat was a name I had only read before on the same bill as a Slow Club show so expectations were high. Both were good enough to steal any show.
When it was the time for Johnny to get to the stage the place started to pack out and it became more and more apparent that I was both older and more male than a huge majority of the audience (with the exception of the massive man who swayed about in front of my face). In fact the audience seemed hell bent on stealing the limelight from The Sussex Wit. One crazed lady attempted a dialogue about whether Johnny would like a cup of tea, another voice broke a near perfect silence in Been Listening to tell the poor guy that his phone had gone off. The reaction to the mention of The X Factor was extarordinary.
But Johnny Flynn and The Sussex Wit have been working too hard on this tour to give the yelling crowd too much of a platform. They were too busy playing a tight set filled with the kind of musical quirks and wonderful energy that make live shows such a treat. There is an indisputable mood and tone to many of Johnny Flynn’s songs, a mood of boys and their fiddles, lonely radios and travelling souls who are wasting away. All of which come to life and take on new energy on the stage. I love artists like Laura Marlin, Mumford etc. who have a great knack of taking emotions and feelings which a contemporary audience can identify with and then putting them through the slant of a world devoid of the contemporary angle. It works so well, or at least it would if the 13 year girl standing next to me wasn’t uploading photos to facebook at the same time.
But this is maybe a cynical and pretentious point, the fact is I had a great night and when the encore came in the form of The Box there could be no denying that everyone was having a great night.
Johnny Flynn – The Box
January 4, 2011 § Leave a comment
Lower Dens-I Get Nervous
Perhaps I should be ashamed that my first post is a remnant of a year past but it nevertheless felt essential to bring it to anyone’s attention. I was introduced to Lower Dens’ music through a friend and then whilst scanning the Bella Union website I discovered that their album made every staff member’s top 10 albums list. This track is swamped in that kind of ethereal reverb and guitar swell which induces a melancholy introspection that makes me reflect on one year and look towards the next. A man once said perfection is achieved when there is nothing left to take away; a notion which, one must feel, Lower Dens are very much aware of.
Happy first post
January 3, 2011 § Leave a comment
Fly Union – Long Run [rightclick]
“Old best friends, new strangers”
We are 1 years old today. And as of today We are the not the same We that we were.
Welcome to Dan and Milly who are no longer the much loved occasional guesters they were last year but are now full time contributors. As well as doubling in population we have also given the blog a wipe over just to clean things up a bit. All in all we are getting our shit together for good year. Thankyou for making our 1st year so good.
Anyway, I chose this song because it’s bit different to the usual stuff we put up on here and it’s very good. And, being a bit of a sentimental man, I like the parallels between the lyrics and blogging.
We’ve come a long way from this time last year