April 22, 2007
Scream if you wanna go faster
What a beautiful spring weekend. As you may have guessed, I just walked in from the christening of Bluebell Halliwell. I held Harry The Shih Tzu during the ceremony, while that bitch Posh ate laxatives in the back row...
Bitchin' Gwen's new video for 4 In The Morning? Sophie Muller and Gwen are kind of running out of steam. The video treatment for this one seems to be "Dude! What blond looks can I do that I have not, like, already done?"
Chartrigger's tête-à-tête (exclusif!) with Dan Gillespie Sells of The Feeling: Did you notice the piece of massive news about Trevor Horn in that piece? Pay attention pop fans! I hope someone in their camp has the good sense to link that interview on The Feeling's blog. PS: D'luv did forget to ask DGS how aflutter he was meeting me, "XOlondon", in October. Maybe next time.
Tori Amos. Well, it's too soon to leap on the shit or genius bandwagon, but it's clear: 1) that caravan is too damn long and 2) the album cover is absolutely shiteous. That said, Teenage Hustling is pretty kickass, as is Secret Spell.
Professor Daz Hayes' video in a large version.
Casey Stratton's song Rising Sun (at iTunes) has some beautiful producton - the intro is gorge. Tori fans should listen! The lyric is a wee bit clunky, but refreshingly straightforward at the same time. Thanks Dan for the review.
Tracey Thorn answers reader questions here and here at Arjanwrites. She's much more earthy in the press this time around. Her album is so worthy of review, of course, but I can't think of what to say yet. Buy it though!
Fans. Crazy fans of musicians (eg: Janet), stay away. One reason I don't really want the hit count on this blog to get too big (not that it is) is the attention of humorless fans who lack any shades of grey. I will never be the type of person who loves every song an artist does or calls each new album "the best!" This is not directed at any recent comments - in my email, I see comments from people on posts that are 2 years old.
My ears bleed when I hear the new Kelly Clarkson song. Screeching noise.
Did you see Bjork on SNL? I won't bother to link since the NBC Royal Militia will block the youtube video soon. Earth Intruders was even more tribal, but with gorgeous horns. Wanderlust sounded really good, like Venus As A Boy mixed with the crunchy bits of Joga. And the barefoot Bjork looked very... normal.
Remember Goldfrapp? The band that blew off America and kicked me off their message board for calling a kid jailbait after he posted semi-nude photos of himself on the board? (I was being mean apparently, which is a violation there, because Alison Goldfrapp sets such a gold standard for sweetness!) Anyway, I don't believe for one hot minute that Goldfrapp and Kylie are teaming up.
Titney. What to believe, what to not believe? It seems as if she's still not back with the people who want her healthy, but we don't know the full story, do we? Somebody needs to move her to NYC or Europe for awhile. Get her outta Hollywood and take her some place that will, errr, educate her.
The new Chantal Krezviuak song All I Can Do sounds just like Keane! Except not sung by Tom Chaplin. The jury is out on this one, but it is a bit of a grower. Suggestion to CK: Rearrange your myspace so that the enormous merch ad is not the first thing you see. It's a bit tacky. I say that with love.
I am still recovering from the perfectness of this childhood photo of Tricky Richard. Such a continental child. Everything is right - the zippy suit, the shoes, the location, the pose.
Does the sudden death of Pulp Magazine signal the slowly fading impact of print media or the barely beating pulse of pop music? Probably a little of both- plus, the generation that magazine was marketed toward does not read magazines. It may still be possible to launch a mag aimed at an older audience. You know, people who read big swatches of text.