Note/Warning: My proper reviews for SXSW will be on La Pop Life and Gold Flake Paint soon(ish). For Sloucher, I’ll be posting diary-style stuff, mostly unedited (barring a few typos that had to go away, replaced by more typos. Most of these diaries were written late at night and honest to God, this is how they went. No clear cut narrative is intended, just general ramblings. Enjoy this Gonzo-style experiment.
“The most promising acolyte left us, not out of the lesser folly of sentiment, but the greater folly of anger. His heart was clouded, and his balance was lost, but his abilities were unmatched. Even then, we knew to watch him most carefully.”
Recently I was flicking the television channels only to find Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves was on. At one particular point an entirely new scene to me appears, involving the Sheriff of Nottingham (Alan Rickman) in a large hall, walking along a table surrounded by pagan worshippers and him throwing bags of gold across a pseudo battle strategy map of Britain.
Lumiere – Almadoble Brand new singles by this Mexican band, finding them on that deadly, uncharted ground of pop with strange existential lyrics about doppelgangers and the identity of the man on the other side of the mirror of your soul. It’s a tad short to really grow full wings and soar into something more, but it’s a good appetiser for their upcoming album. Chorus … Continue reading Singles review – Week of June 6
It was a cold, bitter October afternoon (leading to a hypothermia-laden night) and the text message in my shitphone (i.e. any smartphone that doesn’t bear the Mark of The FruitBeast) read: “get yo’self to Budgie and the Toad”.
Peoria is an important but little known town in the state of Illinois. It’s the birthplace of the multifaceted industrial giant known as Caterpillar and is considered as the best representation of the demographical standard (!) of the USA. In layman terms, if something works in Peoria, it works in the rest of the States.
The musical scene in Peoria is basically null, limited to a massive following of cover bands in bars. Hardly a star stops in these lands, which makes me ponder about that whole “works in Peoria” thing I just said. Would all bands want to come around here, play and pass the test?