I am starting to sense your location
in an alternate dimension
in the countryside of England
spirits trapped inside the linens.
And you're feeling quite at home there
also feeling somewhat lonely
no one sees you in your pixelated fishnets
and your black and orange berets - Freelance Whales
1. Trophy Wife - Partyline
2. Shark In The Water - V V Brown
3. Invaders Must Die - The Prodigy
4. Celastica - Crystal Castles
5. She Said - Plan B
6. I Like - The Divine Comedy
7. Can't Stand Me Now - The Libertines
8. Bloodbuzz Ohio - the National
9. You - Gold Panda
10. Coffee Shop Soundtrack - All Time Low
11. Location - Freelance Whales
12. Golden Skans - Klaxons
13. Flash A Hungry Smile - Mystery Jets
14. Closer - Kings of Leon
15. Chaka Demus - Jamie T
16. Born Free - M.I.A.
17. Lewis Takes Off His Shirt - Owen Pallett
18. Since you're Gone - The Pretty Reckless
19. Learning - Perfume Genius
20. Pope Song - Tim Minchin
21. Let Me Down Easy - The Candles
22. Wrapped in Piano Strings - Radical Face
22. Shark's Tooth - Archie Bronson Outfit
23. Gitana - Shakira
24. Wakka Wakka - Shakira
25. Thick As Thieves - Kasabian
26. Mountaineer - White Sea
27. A Day of - Biffy Clyro
28. Because Of You - Skunk Anansie
29. Zorbing - Stornoway
30. Poem - Tricky
October here we come!
- Naomi
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
All Time Low Et Cetera.
Hello.
Sorry for the lack of posting in seven days. Seven days is quite a long time for me, I'm afraid. But anyway, on with the show.
Like I mentioned last time, I did end up getting Brandon Flowers' new album, although I've only given it one or two full listens so far. Sounds...alright. Like, sounds like I thought it would. I was expecting very little. He really needs his band to back him up.
That being said, since I love TK so much, or at least I did, I feel I owe him a certain loyalty. Thus, I am going to see him in concert in November. It should be good, he's certainly pretty good live. He was on TV a few nights back. I just saw a clip, and he was supposed to do this old-timey Americana thing, but it looked more villagey old fashioned Scandinavian thing. A little bit weird, but no matter. Hopefully he won't dress like such a dick live(although this is Brandon, so no promises). November 26th-looking forward. November's gonna be an enormous month. it seems it is always an enormous month. Oh, I did wanna see The Antlers, too, but another 18+. Grrr, so not fair.
Who else is touring his year? I mean, yes, a lot of people obviously, but I'm trying to think out of the people I like. Florence's hype will eventually die out, somehow. Elbow are writing or recording something, I think, but that'll tale a while. Foals are doing there thing. Biffy will stop toruing at some point. Muse are about to start their tour of the rest of the solar system(probably, knowing Muse), and um, that's about it, right? Sad, sad times.
Why isn't the new Klaxons on the American iTunes? Silly, stupid iTunes. You don't have half of anything I need. Like, Echoes is an amazing song. You're stupid, America.
Last night I got around to listening to Mystery Jets. I'd heard about them before obviously, but just kinda threw them on the landfill indie pile and was kinda irritated by the whole SEXSEXSEX attitude of the guys when I saw interviews and things. Actually a bad mistake. Their video that's supposed to be vintage that I can't remember the name of is good, and Flash A Hungry Smile is my favorite. Ahh, gorgeous. Catchiness can be an amazing thing, and Mystery Jets prove that so well. Plus...."have you heard the birds and bees have all caught STDs". I can pretty much obsess over anyone who writes those lyrics. Mystery Jets, you have been warned.
Also, Born Free by M.I.A is nothing short of amazing. A bit late on that one, I know. But she's so great. I really need one of her CDs, pretty much now, because I love it so much and think it's so amazing. I was boooooooooorn free.
And Gold Panda, still, of course. man I'm lovin' chillwave generally. Dammit, Naomi, you stupid, stupid, hopelessly spineless hipster. Oh but the music is so lovely.
Lastly, and brace yourselves, All Time Low. Okay, shut up. I like All Time Low. I will complain about all the other emo bands in the world, EXCEPT All Time Low and Paramore. Especially All Time Low. When I was buying Brandon's album over the weekend, I couldn't resist just browsing through the other CDs, as you do. The only ATL song I knew was Jasey Rae. And that Dear Maria song, but you know, that is a seriously seriously bad song. I caught All Time Low doing an acoustic set on one of the music channels I watch one day. I caught Jasey Rae while I
was eating breakfast. I was actually fairly impressed. The guy has a way with words, somehow, and it's catchy and stuff. And it's not even the sort of thing that applies well non acoustic. The...I don't know, arrangement is a bit funny on Jasey Rae, which is of course a good thing. I wouldn't go as far to say it sounds discordant, but certainly, a little bit off kilter for popular pop-punk. The recorded version just grows and grows, and sounds great, frankly. And I'm really impressed with them at the moment. So I couldn't resist it, I bought Put Up or Shut Up. It sounds great. The first two songs sound great, his voice works, he has some clever lyrics, and overall it just sounds less fake and more fun than most of the stuff filling up the airwaves at the moment. I would actually recommend it! haha, yes! Except The Girl's A Downright Hustler. That is one overrated song, my friends. Coffee Shop Soundtrack all the way, my friends. Or just in general. Sound of September? I actually think so.
See you blog.
- Naomi
Sorry for the lack of posting in seven days. Seven days is quite a long time for me, I'm afraid. But anyway, on with the show.
Like I mentioned last time, I did end up getting Brandon Flowers' new album, although I've only given it one or two full listens so far. Sounds...alright. Like, sounds like I thought it would. I was expecting very little. He really needs his band to back him up.
That being said, since I love TK so much, or at least I did, I feel I owe him a certain loyalty. Thus, I am going to see him in concert in November. It should be good, he's certainly pretty good live. He was on TV a few nights back. I just saw a clip, and he was supposed to do this old-timey Americana thing, but it looked more villagey old fashioned Scandinavian thing. A little bit weird, but no matter. Hopefully he won't dress like such a dick live(although this is Brandon, so no promises). November 26th-looking forward. November's gonna be an enormous month. it seems it is always an enormous month. Oh, I did wanna see The Antlers, too, but another 18+. Grrr, so not fair.
Who else is touring his year? I mean, yes, a lot of people obviously, but I'm trying to think out of the people I like. Florence's hype will eventually die out, somehow. Elbow are writing or recording something, I think, but that'll tale a while. Foals are doing there thing. Biffy will stop toruing at some point. Muse are about to start their tour of the rest of the solar system(probably, knowing Muse), and um, that's about it, right? Sad, sad times.
Why isn't the new Klaxons on the American iTunes? Silly, stupid iTunes. You don't have half of anything I need. Like, Echoes is an amazing song. You're stupid, America.
Last night I got around to listening to Mystery Jets. I'd heard about them before obviously, but just kinda threw them on the landfill indie pile and was kinda irritated by the whole SEXSEXSEX attitude of the guys when I saw interviews and things. Actually a bad mistake. Their video that's supposed to be vintage that I can't remember the name of is good, and Flash A Hungry Smile is my favorite. Ahh, gorgeous. Catchiness can be an amazing thing, and Mystery Jets prove that so well. Plus...."have you heard the birds and bees have all caught STDs". I can pretty much obsess over anyone who writes those lyrics. Mystery Jets, you have been warned.
Also, Born Free by M.I.A is nothing short of amazing. A bit late on that one, I know. But she's so great. I really need one of her CDs, pretty much now, because I love it so much and think it's so amazing. I was boooooooooorn free.
And Gold Panda, still, of course. man I'm lovin' chillwave generally. Dammit, Naomi, you stupid, stupid, hopelessly spineless hipster. Oh but the music is so lovely.
Lastly, and brace yourselves, All Time Low. Okay, shut up. I like All Time Low. I will complain about all the other emo bands in the world, EXCEPT All Time Low and Paramore. Especially All Time Low. When I was buying Brandon's album over the weekend, I couldn't resist just browsing through the other CDs, as you do. The only ATL song I knew was Jasey Rae. And that Dear Maria song, but you know, that is a seriously seriously bad song. I caught All Time Low doing an acoustic set on one of the music channels I watch one day. I caught Jasey Rae while I
was eating breakfast. I was actually fairly impressed. The guy has a way with words, somehow, and it's catchy and stuff. And it's not even the sort of thing that applies well non acoustic. The...I don't know, arrangement is a bit funny on Jasey Rae, which is of course a good thing. I wouldn't go as far to say it sounds discordant, but certainly, a little bit off kilter for popular pop-punk. The recorded version just grows and grows, and sounds great, frankly. And I'm really impressed with them at the moment. So I couldn't resist it, I bought Put Up or Shut Up. It sounds great. The first two songs sound great, his voice works, he has some clever lyrics, and overall it just sounds less fake and more fun than most of the stuff filling up the airwaves at the moment. I would actually recommend it! haha, yes! Except The Girl's A Downright Hustler. That is one overrated song, my friends. Coffee Shop Soundtrack all the way, my friends. Or just in general. Sound of September? I actually think so.
See you blog.
- Naomi
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Teehee. Karma.
Hello world.
On a very usual Sunday-or-was-it-Monday night, I was at home. Doing homework, probably, because that's a pretty safe bet at the moment, or possibly watching Peep Show or lurking around Facebook or eating a yogurt or probably all of the above, when I came across something online. Then Iprobably put down my yogurt, stopped listening to Mark Corrigan's babbling, or forgot all about stem-changing verbs, because as it turns out, The Biff were having Visa issues.
Oh yeah. That band. Ha. I'm not sure if it's okay to say I almost completely forgotten about them...but I was nearly there. I hadn't completely, honestly, I was still pretty pissed but I was trying to forget the whole thing. My beloved were in the state, which is a rare thing because a lot of this country literally cannot understand the Biff, and I couldn't fucking go because I was born four years too late. But oh...visa issues. I can safely say that that beats Babyshambles last-minute ODs and that Kings of Leon pigeon-crap incident we've all heard way to much about, in terms of gig issues. Visas. Jesus! How great is that? It had never crossed my mind that such a thing could happen to a band. I mean, these people have people for all that stuff, right? But no. The impossibly baffling world of immigration, travelling, and visas strikes again. Two third of Biffy Clyro were not allowed inside the country for a Boston show. Instead, just Simon(minus the Reading and Leeds white hair and beard, I should add) came armed with an acoustic guitar.
I didn't see it, as I mentioned. Wasn't allowed. But the great thing is, not only do Visas strike again, but karma strikes again...you heard that, the Biffy management team? You fuck me over, I somehow subconsciously infiltrate the American Embassy and stop most of you from entering the country subsequently creating a free gig. Yeah. You do not mess with me.
In other music news, B-Flo's album came out a few days ago. Brandon Flowers. I'm getting it tomorrow if I can find it somewhere. Two years ago, I was a Killers hardcore fan. Like, scarily hardcore. I'm not saying I don't like them anymore, it's just that shirtless Scottish people(et cetera) have sort of gotten in the way. They write good pop songs. But I will tell you now, when I hear Crossfire on the radio, I am not loving what I hear. In fact, I'm not even sure I'm liking it at all. It's so bland, so boring, so cliched, it's frankly almost unlistenable. Yeah, I have a bad taste in music and stuff, okay? There seems to be this indie idea that Brandon's so uncool that he's now cool to like. Oh indie music. You're so pathetically transparent. But who knows, I'll get Flamingo tomorrow, maybe it'll be worthy of a 7/10 or something. You never know.
Have you guys heard Gold Panda? Looooove some of their stuff. I don't know the first thing about chillwave, but apparently this is it, and honestly, it's kinda good. It's crackly and calm. The title is fitting. But also a bit weird, and danceable and stuff. It's a very colorful band, I wouldn't say trippy, but you know. Colorfully vibrant. I love music like that.
From colorfully vibrant to black-and-white melancholy acoustic loveliness; Villagers. Have known about them for like a year now and just got properly around to listening to Becoming A Jackal. Un. Bel. Ievable. Every single song is incredibl, soothing, astonishing. Not only with Becoming A Jakcal, but ship of promises, Meaning of the Ritual, all the rest. It's getting better and better. Plus, Connor's voice is reminiscent of Peter Silberman from The Antlers. There isn't exactly a yawning chasm between The Antlers and Villagers I'd say, and The Antlers' Hospice is possibly my all time favorite record, so it's all good. If you wanna go folk and go folk well, Villagers are a must-cite influence.
My Spanish teacher's young and energetic and makes us do stupid things like sing songs, even though we're moving at too fast a pace for that. Spain and South America aren't necessarily famous for their music, so we're basically being force-fed Shakira every other day until the end of January. But we finally got round to Gitana...and...I really like that song, okay? Like, I find Shakira boring for the most part, and this so isn't. it feels both musically very rich and very organic, and her voice sounds great, especially en Espanol. the instrumentation is wonderful, too! Oh, it is just lovely.
So, um, that's more or less it, bar a bit of All Time Low and Jonsi and Freelance Whales. I promise, give me another week or two and school will straighten out, and I might stop complaining about it and actually write something, okay? Oh, not that you care. But I care. Writing's so fun.
Soo. Adios blog.
- Naomi
On a very usual Sunday-or-was-it-Monday night, I was at home. Doing homework, probably, because that's a pretty safe bet at the moment, or possibly watching Peep Show or lurking around Facebook or eating a yogurt or probably all of the above, when I came across something online. Then Iprobably put down my yogurt, stopped listening to Mark Corrigan's babbling, or forgot all about stem-changing verbs, because as it turns out, The Biff were having Visa issues.
Oh yeah. That band. Ha. I'm not sure if it's okay to say I almost completely forgotten about them...but I was nearly there. I hadn't completely, honestly, I was still pretty pissed but I was trying to forget the whole thing. My beloved were in the state, which is a rare thing because a lot of this country literally cannot understand the Biff, and I couldn't fucking go because I was born four years too late. But oh...visa issues. I can safely say that that beats Babyshambles last-minute ODs and that Kings of Leon pigeon-crap incident we've all heard way to much about, in terms of gig issues. Visas. Jesus! How great is that? It had never crossed my mind that such a thing could happen to a band. I mean, these people have people for all that stuff, right? But no. The impossibly baffling world of immigration, travelling, and visas strikes again. Two third of Biffy Clyro were not allowed inside the country for a Boston show. Instead, just Simon(minus the Reading and Leeds white hair and beard, I should add) came armed with an acoustic guitar.
I didn't see it, as I mentioned. Wasn't allowed. But the great thing is, not only do Visas strike again, but karma strikes again...you heard that, the Biffy management team? You fuck me over, I somehow subconsciously infiltrate the American Embassy and stop most of you from entering the country subsequently creating a free gig. Yeah. You do not mess with me.
In other music news, B-Flo's album came out a few days ago. Brandon Flowers. I'm getting it tomorrow if I can find it somewhere. Two years ago, I was a Killers hardcore fan. Like, scarily hardcore. I'm not saying I don't like them anymore, it's just that shirtless Scottish people(et cetera) have sort of gotten in the way. They write good pop songs. But I will tell you now, when I hear Crossfire on the radio, I am not loving what I hear. In fact, I'm not even sure I'm liking it at all. It's so bland, so boring, so cliched, it's frankly almost unlistenable. Yeah, I have a bad taste in music and stuff, okay? There seems to be this indie idea that Brandon's so uncool that he's now cool to like. Oh indie music. You're so pathetically transparent. But who knows, I'll get Flamingo tomorrow, maybe it'll be worthy of a 7/10 or something. You never know.
Have you guys heard Gold Panda? Looooove some of their stuff. I don't know the first thing about chillwave, but apparently this is it, and honestly, it's kinda good. It's crackly and calm. The title is fitting. But also a bit weird, and danceable and stuff. It's a very colorful band, I wouldn't say trippy, but you know. Colorfully vibrant. I love music like that.
From colorfully vibrant to black-and-white melancholy acoustic loveliness; Villagers. Have known about them for like a year now and just got properly around to listening to Becoming A Jackal. Un. Bel. Ievable. Every single song is incredibl, soothing, astonishing. Not only with Becoming A Jakcal, but ship of promises, Meaning of the Ritual, all the rest. It's getting better and better. Plus, Connor's voice is reminiscent of Peter Silberman from The Antlers. There isn't exactly a yawning chasm between The Antlers and Villagers I'd say, and The Antlers' Hospice is possibly my all time favorite record, so it's all good. If you wanna go folk and go folk well, Villagers are a must-cite influence.
My Spanish teacher's young and energetic and makes us do stupid things like sing songs, even though we're moving at too fast a pace for that. Spain and South America aren't necessarily famous for their music, so we're basically being force-fed Shakira every other day until the end of January. But we finally got round to Gitana...and...I really like that song, okay? Like, I find Shakira boring for the most part, and this so isn't. it feels both musically very rich and very organic, and her voice sounds great, especially en Espanol. the instrumentation is wonderful, too! Oh, it is just lovely.
So, um, that's more or less it, bar a bit of All Time Low and Jonsi and Freelance Whales. I promise, give me another week or two and school will straighten out, and I might stop complaining about it and actually write something, okay? Oh, not that you care. But I care. Writing's so fun.
Soo. Adios blog.
- Naomi
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Woohoo, Yeah Biffy Clyro
Hello.
I was thinking earlier today what my top ten favorite songs ever are. Ever. A lot of people will tell you they 'have too many to decide' which in my opinion is a bit snobbish. Most of them are like 'oh, look at me and the four hundred songs on my ipod'. Silly people. If we weren't like three posts into this blog, I'd list them. But one of those songs would definitely be I Could Feel A Hot One.
It's a song by Manchester Orchestra. I went to see them in March, mostly because I was really into Biffy Clyro, one of the openers. I remember thinking them okay, but not being overly impressed. It was a kinda nice, fuzzy country-rock-ballad thing for an hour or so. I was tired then. There were four bands there and I'd wanted to be within Simon Neil's perspiration range(not quite, but nearly) so I'd stayed there the whole time. The Biff were arguably the best band I've ever seen live. And I've seen, like, Muse and the Prodigy and stuff. It was surreal. Being British, to me they're this enormous stadium-filler of a band, but in a small-ish place in Boston they were like nothing. I was the only person in that room who was in awe. How the hell can I be less than five feet away from Simon Neil? How is that even possible? It was amazing. They were great. I don't know why, but I really connected that day. I was destroyed when they ended, a mere half hour of shirtless soft rock later. That terrible post-concert feeling lasted for an almost unbelievably long amount of time. April kinda sucked because I couldn't stop thinking about how great the whole thing was. It was rainy that night, really really rainy, and I backed out and leaned on a wall and was just really...well, really sad, frankly, the band I(at the time) absolutely adored had just left and probably wouldn't return for a long time. Manchester Orchestra were on by that point. They were playing that song. With MA, their set seemed to merge into one--except that song, that one song. In all its simplicity, its sadness, its crushing lyrics, its hope. It was poignant. it was terrifying and heartbreaking and astonishing and beautiful. Perhaps a moment I will never forget. That's why it's one of my favorite songs.
Um, I guess in that way it's one of my favorite songs because of another band, if you get me. Weird.
In slightly related news, I'm 14. I live in Boston. Monday, Biffy were supposed to play in Boston tomorrow. that is, if you're over 18. Not. Fair. This was my first experience with the Over 18s Only curse and it's bloody annoying. I was due in for a moody, whiny blog posy about how sad I was gonna be. And oh, was I gonna be sad. My life has no worth, I love music, I've nothing to live for, all of that nice stuff. the slightly weird thing is, the Biff had Visa Issues and aren't coming. Huh. Weird, huh? And kinda funny too. Yeah, screw you too, you only get a Simon Neil acoustic version, you don't get the twins. I win, in the most pointless way possible. Wait. Simon bleached his hair for Reading and Leeds, right? Shit. I loved his hair--le'ts face it, he was gorgeous before--but now...no. But somehow I wouldn't have given anything to see that.
Speaking of R&L briefly, I need to get back with the Libertines. I mean, this is an enormous time for a really great band, a hugely significant band, so it's a hugely significant time for music, just 'cause of them. I have barely watched the vids yet. Only a press conference. Peter's so witty and you can laugh at them when he's high--it's funny either way. I think Peter's great. Oh, the great Doherty + Barat songwriting duo, you gotta love it.
In case you can't tell, musically, I'm still a bit busy at the moment, but I will get back to it soon. I'm still listening to the ten songs from last post, and a lot more of the National. High Violet gets better and better every day, it's incredible. still, my freelance Whales CD, which is incredible. And I've been into Kol(yeah, I don't care what you think). it took me forever to 'get' Only by the Night but now it's like, wow, this is amazing. I'm listening to Kurran and the Wolfnotes--I'm liking what I hear. And Robyn covering Bjork(thanks, NME). Also, Imogen Heap, a bit, I really need a CD of hers. Jonsi. I finally decided I did like Mark Ronson's Bang Bang Bang--I wasn't sure for a long time. It's a catchy song, but please, can everyone STOP singing in French? Seriously. like, stop. Now. Please? You sound really stupid. Also, just a little bit of Gold Panda, and Radical Face. I <3 id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error">the Radical Face bandwagon.
I'm seriously convinced that interested no one but me...but hey, it's something, right?
- Naomi
I was thinking earlier today what my top ten favorite songs ever are. Ever. A lot of people will tell you they 'have too many to decide' which in my opinion is a bit snobbish. Most of them are like 'oh, look at me and the four hundred songs on my ipod'. Silly people. If we weren't like three posts into this blog, I'd list them. But one of those songs would definitely be I Could Feel A Hot One.
It's a song by Manchester Orchestra. I went to see them in March, mostly because I was really into Biffy Clyro, one of the openers. I remember thinking them okay, but not being overly impressed. It was a kinda nice, fuzzy country-rock-ballad thing for an hour or so. I was tired then. There were four bands there and I'd wanted to be within Simon Neil's perspiration range(not quite, but nearly) so I'd stayed there the whole time. The Biff were arguably the best band I've ever seen live. And I've seen, like, Muse and the Prodigy and stuff. It was surreal. Being British, to me they're this enormous stadium-filler of a band, but in a small-ish place in Boston they were like nothing. I was the only person in that room who was in awe. How the hell can I be less than five feet away from Simon Neil? How is that even possible? It was amazing. They were great. I don't know why, but I really connected that day. I was destroyed when they ended, a mere half hour of shirtless soft rock later. That terrible post-concert feeling lasted for an almost unbelievably long amount of time. April kinda sucked because I couldn't stop thinking about how great the whole thing was. It was rainy that night, really really rainy, and I backed out and leaned on a wall and was just really...well, really sad, frankly, the band I(at the time) absolutely adored had just left and probably wouldn't return for a long time. Manchester Orchestra were on by that point. They were playing that song. With MA, their set seemed to merge into one--except that song, that one song. In all its simplicity, its sadness, its crushing lyrics, its hope. It was poignant. it was terrifying and heartbreaking and astonishing and beautiful. Perhaps a moment I will never forget. That's why it's one of my favorite songs.
Um, I guess in that way it's one of my favorite songs because of another band, if you get me. Weird.
In slightly related news, I'm 14. I live in Boston. Monday, Biffy were supposed to play in Boston tomorrow. that is, if you're over 18. Not. Fair. This was my first experience with the Over 18s Only curse and it's bloody annoying. I was due in for a moody, whiny blog posy about how sad I was gonna be. And oh, was I gonna be sad. My life has no worth, I love music, I've nothing to live for, all of that nice stuff. the slightly weird thing is, the Biff had Visa Issues and aren't coming. Huh. Weird, huh? And kinda funny too. Yeah, screw you too, you only get a Simon Neil acoustic version, you don't get the twins. I win, in the most pointless way possible. Wait. Simon bleached his hair for Reading and Leeds, right? Shit. I loved his hair--le'ts face it, he was gorgeous before--but now...no. But somehow I wouldn't have given anything to see that.
Speaking of R&L briefly, I need to get back with the Libertines. I mean, this is an enormous time for a really great band, a hugely significant band, so it's a hugely significant time for music, just 'cause of them. I have barely watched the vids yet. Only a press conference. Peter's so witty and you can laugh at them when he's high--it's funny either way. I think Peter's great. Oh, the great Doherty + Barat songwriting duo, you gotta love it.
In case you can't tell, musically, I'm still a bit busy at the moment, but I will get back to it soon. I'm still listening to the ten songs from last post, and a lot more of the National. High Violet gets better and better every day, it's incredible. still, my freelance Whales CD, which is incredible. And I've been into Kol(yeah, I don't care what you think). it took me forever to 'get' Only by the Night but now it's like, wow, this is amazing. I'm listening to Kurran and the Wolfnotes--I'm liking what I hear. And Robyn covering Bjork(thanks, NME). Also, Imogen Heap, a bit, I really need a CD of hers. Jonsi. I finally decided I did like Mark Ronson's Bang Bang Bang--I wasn't sure for a long time. It's a catchy song, but please, can everyone STOP singing in French? Seriously. like, stop. Now. Please? You sound really stupid. Also, just a little bit of Gold Panda, and Radical Face. I <3 id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error">the Radical Face bandwagon.
I'm seriously convinced that interested no one but me...but hey, it's something, right?
- Naomi
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I Still Owe Money To The Money To The Money I Owe
I never thought of love when I thought of home. The National.
Hello.
Hey, when you're in 8th grade like I was like last year, you know how you hear all the highschoolers talk about how much homework they have and you know what to expect but don't really think about it or mentally prepare? Yeah.
I did that. And the amount of homework I had today was enormous, inconceivable, unhealthy, miserable. and I had study hall. Basically, high school is okay for everything except the homework. I'm sick of the homework. Like, I've barely had time to look up new music this week. For me, this is pretty pathetic because it was a thing I used to do most nights. Finding indie music is actually pretty time consuming so the fact I've no time to consume is proving a problem. Also the fact that I have created a music blog in the time that I might actually have no time to look for new music is a problem.
Until I get such a problem worked out, I thought today I'd just kinda make a list of the Top Ten things I've been listening to at the moment. so far nothing is actually recycled. So it works--and is quick.
1. Headlock - Imogen Heap. So, Imogen...I kinda started getting into her music in the past few months. There are so many singer-songwriter types around, she just kinda blurred into the background, you know? But a blur-into-the-background musician she most definitely is not. I know she's very interested in the 'breathing life into electronic music' thing, which is something I'm always up for. I'm not a huge electro fan. For me, much of its music is just that, dead, boring, lifeless, soulless. It can never replace pianos and guitars for me. That is, except when played by Imogen--there is just so much beauty, wonder, tweeness, ambiguity, and complexity in Imogen's music that me and virtually everyone else finds irresistible. While nothing while defeat that oh-so-catchy Chasing Cars or that absolute beaut of a song, Hide And seek, Headlock is a catchy, deep, complicated, unique, brilliant song. Just listen to the synthesizers. Oh, you love it, don't you?
2. I Won't Lie To You - Let's Wrestle I literally discovered this about ten minutes ago but it's going here because it rocks. Let's Wrestle make this brilliant lo-fi, seemingly-drunken guitar pop-rock that in many ways sounds like unpolished crap, but in many respects is some of the most lovely, energetic, fun music of the year. This is most definitely a song for one-man dance parties in your bedroom.
3. Bloodbuzz Ohio - The National. I saw the National in June when I saw The Antlers. I like 'em. Hardly a super fan but after Mistaken For Strangers got its billionth play in on my iPod, I finally put High Violet on. It's very much an album that will take a long time to get into,but I'm liking what I'm hearing at the moment. This is the one track that stands out for me at the moment--oh, that border between the catchy and the dark. My my, they have done it will here, haven't they? It's something still troubling and brooding despite being totally accessible and probably having a million views on YouTube. I love it! Also, on a side note, like, could this guy's voice get any more attractive?
4. I Like - The Divine Comedy. One of my V '10 highlights, no question. Like everyone else, I'm a sucker for witty piano-pop(Ben Folds, Tim Minchin, et cetera) and Neil Hannon is no exception A lightweight, summery song with the most wonderful lyrics..."I like your mild political stances, I like your wild spontaneous dances". Oh, so brilliant. We love you, Neil.
5. She Said - Plan B. Because, if you live in the UK, you definitely haven't heard this a billion times, right? Both me and my mum are hooked. And summer=falsettos and catchy, cheap sell-out soul-rap at the moment, apparently, so this is good as it gets.
6. Celastica - Crystal Castles. HYPED HIPSTER CRAP, HYPED HIPSTER CRAP ALERT. But seriously, this is certainly above your usual hyped rave stuff. Crystal Castles are somehow moody, melodic, emo, dark, hyped, dance-ish, and brilliant. How weird is that? This song is great...at night or on your own or anything that requires a thumping beat and buzzy, swishy electronics. Somebody could explain it to you better, definitely. But oh, I love it.
Hello.
Hey, when you're in 8th grade like I was like last year, you know how you hear all the highschoolers talk about how much homework they have and you know what to expect but don't really think about it or mentally prepare? Yeah.
I did that. And the amount of homework I had today was enormous, inconceivable, unhealthy, miserable. and I had study hall. Basically, high school is okay for everything except the homework. I'm sick of the homework. Like, I've barely had time to look up new music this week. For me, this is pretty pathetic because it was a thing I used to do most nights. Finding indie music is actually pretty time consuming so the fact I've no time to consume is proving a problem. Also the fact that I have created a music blog in the time that I might actually have no time to look for new music is a problem.
Until I get such a problem worked out, I thought today I'd just kinda make a list of the Top Ten things I've been listening to at the moment. so far nothing is actually recycled. So it works--and is quick.
1. Headlock - Imogen Heap. So, Imogen...I kinda started getting into her music in the past few months. There are so many singer-songwriter types around, she just kinda blurred into the background, you know? But a blur-into-the-background musician she most definitely is not. I know she's very interested in the 'breathing life into electronic music' thing, which is something I'm always up for. I'm not a huge electro fan. For me, much of its music is just that, dead, boring, lifeless, soulless. It can never replace pianos and guitars for me. That is, except when played by Imogen--there is just so much beauty, wonder, tweeness, ambiguity, and complexity in Imogen's music that me and virtually everyone else finds irresistible. While nothing while defeat that oh-so-catchy Chasing Cars or that absolute beaut of a song, Hide And seek, Headlock is a catchy, deep, complicated, unique, brilliant song. Just listen to the synthesizers. Oh, you love it, don't you?
2. I Won't Lie To You - Let's Wrestle I literally discovered this about ten minutes ago but it's going here because it rocks. Let's Wrestle make this brilliant lo-fi, seemingly-drunken guitar pop-rock that in many ways sounds like unpolished crap, but in many respects is some of the most lovely, energetic, fun music of the year. This is most definitely a song for one-man dance parties in your bedroom.
3. Bloodbuzz Ohio - The National. I saw the National in June when I saw The Antlers. I like 'em. Hardly a super fan but after Mistaken For Strangers got its billionth play in on my iPod, I finally put High Violet on. It's very much an album that will take a long time to get into,but I'm liking what I'm hearing at the moment. This is the one track that stands out for me at the moment--oh, that border between the catchy and the dark. My my, they have done it will here, haven't they? It's something still troubling and brooding despite being totally accessible and probably having a million views on YouTube. I love it! Also, on a side note, like, could this guy's voice get any more attractive?
4. I Like - The Divine Comedy. One of my V '10 highlights, no question. Like everyone else, I'm a sucker for witty piano-pop(Ben Folds, Tim Minchin, et cetera) and Neil Hannon is no exception A lightweight, summery song with the most wonderful lyrics..."I like your mild political stances, I like your wild spontaneous dances". Oh, so brilliant. We love you, Neil.
5. She Said - Plan B. Because, if you live in the UK, you definitely haven't heard this a billion times, right? Both me and my mum are hooked. And summer=falsettos and catchy, cheap sell-out soul-rap at the moment, apparently, so this is good as it gets.
6. Celastica - Crystal Castles. HYPED HIPSTER CRAP, HYPED HIPSTER CRAP ALERT. But seriously, this is certainly above your usual hyped rave stuff. Crystal Castles are somehow moody, melodic, emo, dark, hyped, dance-ish, and brilliant. How weird is that? This song is great...at night or on your own or anything that requires a thumping beat and buzzy, swishy electronics. Somebody could explain it to you better, definitely. But oh, I love it.
Generator 2nd Floor - Freelance Whales. Oh, Freelance Whales. Gorgeous, gorgeous, hyped, cutesy Freelance Whales. If you do not like music of the cutesy type, then you are possibly not welcome here. Because I looooove Freelance Whales. This is possibly my favorite song on the album, Weathervanes, which I got this weekend. The lyrics + synthesizers _ banjo's. It is indie 2010, baby. This twee nonsense is what it's all about.
8. Spitfire - The Prodigy. I'm so into the Prodigy right now, after V, I really need some memorabilia. This is probably my favorite of their stuff. First, because it isn't stupidly repetitive dance sampling music. B, because it has a (probably bs) aura of danger and energy. And C, because that beat...that synthesizer...it's catchy to an extreme. Wow wow wow, this, Prodigy or not, is something else entirely. if I was in World War Two they'd call me Spitfire!
9. Shark In the Water - V V Brown. This is one of the songs they run on Nick. I know, because while I can assure you I do not watch Nick, my younger sister keeps it on in the background. Naturally one should be wary of the things they run on Nick so I didn't pay this much attention. But at some point I put down my book and my brain clicked into action and I was like "wow. This is really great". And indeed, it really, really is. Even if it wasn't one of the best produced pop songs I've heard in a long time, and it so is, like, it's so jolly and upbeat and happy, and she has a belter of a voice, and if this doesn't make you want to sing along on a beach chair in the sun...well, something isn't right.
10. Trophy Wifey - Partyline. My views on Riot Grrrl are extremely mixed and perhaps if I have the time and energy and will power, I might discuss them here. but today is not today. And I suppose this isn't even technically riot grrl, is it? Post-riot grrl, maybe? But anyway,this definitely has some elements of the movement in it, and I really like it. It partially agrees with my ideas, and also it's raw and addictive and just sounds so powerful and cool. I could listen to this all day and still have an undeserved sense of edginess--that's how great it is.
Ten songs in and miraculously, I have time to watch Peep Show before I sleep. I hope you got some enjoyment out of that, maybe. Well, I got enjoyment out of writing. next time I will try to do something moire substantial, better written, and more informative up, as long as homework cooperates. So, bye for now, blog.
- Naomi
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Hello World.
Hi there.
There isn't much to be said about this blog. My name's Naomi. I'm fourteen years old and like the vast majority of 14-year-olds, I love music. I keep my own blog to talk about other pointless little things, but I figured my music obsessions needed their own place to be talked about. So here it is! Welcome to my Kingdom For One Last Dance! First things first, the title is from Lantern On The Lake's Myspace. Not mine. But it sounds pretty great, right? Second off, chances are if you're actually part of the music blogosphere, you are not going to like the things I'll say on this blog here. Chances are I won't mention Arcade Fire every post or rave about Radiohead like that's a new thing to do. Sure, you'll probably get the odd dose of folktronica, dance, art rock, indie pop, and all the rest. But you'll also get a lot of pure pop, post-punk, electropop, that sort of thing. Frankly I'm bored of the indie world. Here, you will be informed with the latest from the Kooks and get rants about Dubstep just to alienate my blog from everywhere else. And obviously you'll get adolescent rambles about my favorites, including Arctic Monkeys, the Biff, The Libertines, Joanna Newsom, Peter Doherty, Muse, Editors, Kasabian, Snow Patrol, Florence, etcetera. Sounds fun? Well, I hope so, 'cause that's happening!
Basically, from the next now until whatever, I'm documenting what I'm listening to, my thoughts, any big moments in music history, and how my taste changes as time goes by. This will include talking about 'new' bands, pictures from live shows, album reviews, opinions on new singles and music videos, lists, playlists, and ranting. So perhaps if you're sick of a world full of NME Pricks and just want a silly, naive, lightweight blog of my childish views on music...then, well, this is your place I suppose!
And if this is your place and you choose tostay, thank you and welcome. to my kingdom for one last dance of my favorite song.
- Your Fellow Pretentious Hipster, Naomi
There isn't much to be said about this blog. My name's Naomi. I'm fourteen years old and like the vast majority of 14-year-olds, I love music. I keep my own blog to talk about other pointless little things, but I figured my music obsessions needed their own place to be talked about. So here it is! Welcome to my Kingdom For One Last Dance! First things first, the title is from Lantern On The Lake's Myspace. Not mine. But it sounds pretty great, right? Second off, chances are if you're actually part of the music blogosphere, you are not going to like the things I'll say on this blog here. Chances are I won't mention Arcade Fire every post or rave about Radiohead like that's a new thing to do. Sure, you'll probably get the odd dose of folktronica, dance, art rock, indie pop, and all the rest. But you'll also get a lot of pure pop, post-punk, electropop, that sort of thing. Frankly I'm bored of the indie world. Here, you will be informed with the latest from the Kooks and get rants about Dubstep just to alienate my blog from everywhere else. And obviously you'll get adolescent rambles about my favorites, including Arctic Monkeys, the Biff, The Libertines, Joanna Newsom, Peter Doherty, Muse, Editors, Kasabian, Snow Patrol, Florence, etcetera. Sounds fun? Well, I hope so, 'cause that's happening!
Basically, from the next now until whatever, I'm documenting what I'm listening to, my thoughts, any big moments in music history, and how my taste changes as time goes by. This will include talking about 'new' bands, pictures from live shows, album reviews, opinions on new singles and music videos, lists, playlists, and ranting. So perhaps if you're sick of a world full of NME Pricks and just want a silly, naive, lightweight blog of my childish views on music...then, well, this is your place I suppose!
And if this is your place and you choose tostay, thank you and welcome. to my kingdom for one last dance of my favorite song.
- Your Fellow Pretentious Hipster, Naomi
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