Last night The Imagined Village were like ….

21 January 2010

..the Tackhead Sound System, The Albion Country Band, The Beatles and Ravi Shankar colliding somewhere in outer space and falling to earth with stardust still attached. Such a seriously massive sound at times. Just fantastic. Sweet Jane, Scarborough Fair and My Son John seem to be the live highlights from the new album. At the end of the latter I thought the roof of the Theatre was going to lift off. I had at least three shivers down the back nearly leading to tears moments during the course of the evening.

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Anger management

19 January 2010

Sometimes I think it’s just George Monbiot and I. One of the most depressing things I see these days are the comments boxes under any article in the papers relating to climate change. If anything makes me want to slash my wrists it’s the politics of the newspaper reader. What is this alleged agenda that the environmentalists have got anyway ? How do they benefit ? How can anyone argue that we should be living any other way than sustainably ? http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2010/jan/04/standard-of-living-spending-consumerism

Current Listening

19 January 2010

Literally addicted to Bad Romance. And most of The Fame Monster if the truth be told. Incredibly incredibly good.

The noughties

8 January 2010

would have been a lot poorer without

The Bairns
Ys
Tangled Up
To Be Still
Aerial
Want One
Poses
Shine
The Covers Album
Lindstrom & Prins Thomas
Burlesque
Blackout
Dimanche A Bamako
Trespasser
White Chalk
The Blue Notebooks
An Echo Of Hooves
Little Lights
Sweet England
Confessions on a dancefloor
I Am A Bird Now
In The Heart Of The Moon
On the corner of Miles & Gil
Seven Swans

Quote

8 January 2010

“to watch and listen and to breathe salty nocturnal air so saturated with want. This late, with most of the lights extinguished,more stars are visible and the foghorn keeps sounding its single note from the breakwater. The men who speak to each other do so in low tones that could be mistaken for reverence. A gull wheels by every now and then, very white against the starry sky, and you can hear the soft swish of bicycle tires until just before dawn.””

M.C. 2004

Nostalgia for the lame

3 December 2009

Just Kids
Stargazer
Walden
Kip Of The Serenes and Heavy Petting
Forty Years On
The Pudding Shop
Kerouac Ginsberg and The Beatles
The World About Us
The Arts Lab

Quote

3 December 2009

“I feel and indeed am from “another time”. Everything I believe in is “so far away”. John Fowles believed that culture ended in 1951. Louis MacNiece ridiculed popular culture in his later poems and I feel suffocated by the respectable and unreal desert of what passes for our popular culture.”

S.D. 2008

Quote

3 December 2009

“and we thought things were bad then – little did we know we were on the brink of ever more bland nonsense – & that the eighties would last forever and dylan thomas wouldn’t even be able to say bugger all backwards even if he was close to a wireless.”

S.D. 2007

Current listening: Jon Redfern – “Don’t worry”

23 November 2009

Beating all those year long favourites from out of nowhere. From 2008 in fact, and easily missed – but blimey, so good.

It is a strange fact that I know now that for so long as I am alive, and for so long as she is singing I will keep investigating and keep searching out music featuring the voice of Becky Unthank. She has a voice which is just timeless. It’s not that it is terribly technically competent or strident or that she is able to hold her notes, in fact it is none of those. It’s a voice which is strong and empowered and at the same time fragile and emotional. “Blue Bleezing Blind Drunk” is the epitome of the first, and this song the second, and yet both carry all of those elements. It’s an overused cliche but it is a voice which is like a force of nature.

This tune starts off with Jon Redfern singing his own song – a perfectly lovely fine little thing. Then there are these harmonies in the background which make you realise there is someone else in the room and then in comes Becky with that voice which turns the song into a lullaby and a celebration and a melancholy reminiscence but not crowded achieving all those things with so much space to breathe. Its a voice which goes straight to the marrow of your bones, a voice beyond its years, the voice of a young girl and a wise old woman, an innocent and a seer.

“I’ll always love you, love you forever, however long that is”

Quote

23 November 2009

“The strongest man in the world is the one who stands alone.”

H.I. via D.F.