22 July 2017

Soul-crushing nostalgia and morning train drives



I remember finding this one perfect day last autumn and listening to it on repeat while on my morning commute into London. It perfectly matched what I saw: expanses of countryside, seagulls soaring over desolate industrial sites, small cottages waking up to a new day. And the organ-like sound which first comes in at around 0:58 made me think of the first rays of sunshine playing on the floor of a small empty village church.

I don't even know why, but I'm sure this could only have been written in Britain. Am I becoming a patriot? I think I am...

17 July 2017

Absent Friend


I don't even know what it is about this record that summons something for me... It's becoming the soundtrack to my summer.

So satisfied-- leave without a trace [...] That's the biggest joke of all.

Also, I've only just managed to listen to the other songs on the album, and they are almost all just as good in their own way... So great.

13 July 2017

7 July 2017

Blue bird (1976)

Blue bird from 1976 taught me that 'the blue bird was at home' (a variation on 'the grass is always greener on the other side', I guess). Having acted with that lesson in mind only a week ago, I rewatched bits of this film today and overall found it to be no different than when I was little --still magical, well-shot, sort of eerie in places.. But one thing I really didn't think twice about before and which is really bothering me now is the racial stereotyping -- Cecily Tyson cast in the role of a double-dealing black cat, the familiar of the queen of darkness. It's times like these I wonder if almost everything I watched as a kid was problematic in some way. But a part of time really wants to say it's still OK and that I can still enjoy all the wonderful costumes in this. I mean, come on, just look at this scene:


5 July 2017

Roy Orbison


This reminds me of Surrender by Suicide, and I don't particularly know why -- I think it might be the repetition at the beginning of the chorus in both songs that does it. Either way, it made me think that it'd be pretty amazing if there was some kind of synthy cover of this song. I'm sad to say it, but I often dream of synthy covers of songs. Maybe because in all these older acoustic records the sound design and arrangement is really limited and with most electronic music it's much fuller.

I also object somewhat to Roy Orbison's singing in this. A few times he skips into apathetic territory (IMO), sounding almost like he's singing along to himself while out picking berries in a forest or something. Doesn't particularly sound like he is heartbroken. But I know a lot of people won't agree with me on that...