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Wake up to June
Tuesday, the February of the month. Always feels like a Richard Clayderman sort of affair, especially on these colder days. On that note, the music of México‘s own June has that nostalgic feeling, so much like a forlorn shadow sighing at dusk, on top of a hill no one plays at anymore. Christ, I’m depressed…
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Songs for Jane Howden
They said that the only two certainties in life are death and taxes, but considering how some people avoid paying them, I’m no longer sure about taxes. But, yeah, we will all leave this mortal coil, one day. What’s never certain is what we can do with our time on this greeny Earth. I never…
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Castrovalva – You’re not in Hell, you’re in Purgatory my friend
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Wake up to Spring Offensive
Holy frijoles refritos! This is a pretty good (although depressing) song to start up a week, but, fuck it, it’s almost Autumn (or Fall…) and the days are shorter, the grey (gray!) skies are getting starker and moods are down. Where are my meds*? Anyways, this is Spring Offensive and the song is ‘Not Drowning…
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Wake up to The City and Horses
Warpaint! Not only it’s a proper way to declare a hostile takeover to your mortal cubicle enemy, but also it’s the title of this ace song by The City and Horses, a band we reviewed a couple of centuries ago (you read it, right?). Get your day going on with this lovely video. Mind you,…
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Patti Smith and her Band Manchester Academy 07/09/2012
Personal Reflections. It’s 10:26 pm and a 65 year old mother of two, who is also a widow, has been on the stage for an hour and a half. The Academy is steaming hot. Patti Smith has taken her jacket off. Running her hands through her hair she smiles, her eyes twinkle, “ I haven’t finished…
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Looking back at : The Fall’s Grotesque (after the gramme)
Editor’s note: Pete and Ed play for a cool Sheffield band called Pisco Sour Hour. When they are not confusing new comers with their jazzy experimental rock, they go into the wild steppe that is The Fall‘s back catalogue. Here’s their recent venture…
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Wake up to … Mooi
So, it’s Wednesday, which always feels like the 10 minutes before lunch break/coffee break/recess/younameit. It’s a short time (allegedly) to be safe, but still, you need something to keep you going. What better way to calm your inner Hulk (SMASH!) than the soothing, dreamy sounds of Mooi‘s ‘Apple’? There might be some, but right now, this is…
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Review: Patti Smith @ Manchester
I’m going to start this post with a story. In the early nineteenth century there was a young woman who worked as a laundress, travelling from remote farmsteads to small hamlets, helping the housewives with their monthly wash. Her long fingered hands were raw from lye. Her arms were mottled and powerful from the scrubbing in cold water…
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