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Updated: 2018-03-06T04:35:17.842-08:00


The Unforgettable Fire


I was ever so taken by this song this morning while walking to work. Because first of all so many of these songs in my archive or dare i say arsenal are only to be listened to during certain weather conditions. And of course every time a cloudy and slightly chilly day rolls on in, I get a little bit of a tingle in my ears and heart that begs for a song about wanting and longing. Yes, there's a breeze too.... Alright cue THAT SONG!

This morning was indeed one of those moments and as soon as U2's "Unforgettable Fire" popped into the shuffle, well shit, I was transported into that album cover's photo and the wind was whipping through my hair and I was singing away! Oh yes I was so in this moment I didn't even care that I sounded like the foghorn that was off in the distance somewhere. Where is the cliff and the torrents of bitter waves crashing against the rocks and that person is off in the distance that I was trying to sing these words to was out there, not hearing me but yes I knew you were there and I was still telling you all this and for my heart was full with saying it but then you missed it anyways.... So there stood the moment and yet in all the happiness of honesty I was still left sad knowing that truthfully only I knew and you would always be left wondering... Until perhaps one day. Yes one day you may just come to know the truth.

Where was that gray knoll in the northern hills that was waiting for that moment... Okay it was Bono doing it all and I had nothing to do with it for I was wandering on ** street heading to the train station and there was nothing around me but some scaffolding at a Kickboxing gym.

This was not Ireland. This was not a northern UK town. This wasn't even next to an overflowing puddle. And no, urine on the side of a curb doesn't count either! But for the moment I was in a scarf and a tweed overcoat and I was in this moment and somewhere random flags stood in a field whipping in the wind and some random person I had never met before was out there standing for some reason, or just because the canvas looks better in my head this way and without a random person well it would just be a Pink Floyd cover...

Maybe somewhere you can rent a solarizing kit to apply to the isolated bubble you live in so everything can look the way it does in your head when you step out of this world and into the one in your daydreaming head....or just the one's that have been created in this head because of music videos made in the early 80s and the accompanying cover art that sparked your curiosity in so many of these bands always. If I were such kind of a scientist, for sure I'd be institutionalized by now...

"...don't push me too far tonite...."




The List continued....(as boredom continues to inspire me abound!)
[will work on this tomorrow....]



A List of Songs from work collection that all have similar titles but different artists...because....

Across My Shoulder / The Primitives
Across the Ocean / Resistance
Across the Water / Breathless

All About You
All Day Long
All Glory
All Hands
All My Eye and Betty Martin
All of a Tremble
All That Ever Mattered
All the Faceless People

The Angle

Constant in Opal

Cry a Little
Cry in Vain
Crying Dance
Crying Red
The Crypt

DARK!!! DARK!!!!
Dark Angel
Dark Days
Dark Nights
Dark Park Creeping
Darkest Blue

by Perfect and The Sound

Don't Believe Everything You Hear / The Ocean Blue
(DOn't Go Back) to ROckville- R.E.M
DOn't Look Back / THe CHurch
Don't Mess With Bill / Coïtus Int
Don't Talk To Me / The Passions
Don't Stop the Dance / Bryan Ferry

THe Dream Police
Dreaming Again
Dreaming Backwards

Every Dog Has Its Day
Every Road LEads Home
Everyone Everywhere
Everyone THinks He Looks Daft
Everything is Falling Apart
Everything SHining Bright
Everything that Flies (Is not a Bird)

Blitz and Electronic

Here Comes the Floor [Demo Version]
Here Comes The Rain Again
Here It Comes
Here TOday
Here's My House

YOU SELFISH BASTAARD! (ready? its a whoppah!)
I Can't Control Myself
I Can't Escape Myself
i don't know what i want
I Don't Think It Matters
I Don't Want To Be Friends With You
I Got You Babe (nooo, not THAT one)
I Hear You Follow
I Love You
I Love You Mr. Disposable Razors
I Only Think Of You
I Radiate
I Want
I Want to Scream
I Want You
I Will
I Won't Kneel
I'd Rather Be With You
I'll Be Your Saint
I'm Coming Home
I'm Hit
I'm in Love with a German Film Star
I'm Uprooted From It
I've Sung One Too Many Songs For a Crowd That Didnt Want to Hear

If I Can't Have What I Want (I Don't Want Anything)
if you can't find love
If You Cross
If You Need Someone
If You've GOt Love

In a Better World
In Disbelief
In Jutland
In Love, Cancer?
In Purgatory
In Sickness and in Health
In the Afternoon
In the Marshes
In the Meantime
In Transit
In Your Head

it does nothing for me
It Doesn't Change
It Don't Show
It Won't Be Long (live)
It's A Fine Day
It's A Violent World
It's Alright
It's Alright Now Ma
It's Kinda Funny
It's No Reason
It's Okay
It's Only Obvious
It's Springtime, Baby
It's Up To You

Just for Tonight
Just for Thought
Just for You
Just the Surface
Just Yet


I Listen to Some Strange Shit...


Rare that it is that I find myself here and compelled to write but, alas, I am here, compelled and at the current moment writing, well typing, as who in their mind and physical capacities actually uses ink (save for a tattoo artist?!) SO yes, I am here writing in the moment because sometimes you find yourself there in the moment and you really have that itch that needs scratching and I am here scratching, rubbing and trying to apply the ointment that resolves the urgent moment....while still enjoying that slightly annoying tingle.The tingle comes from a week long exploit back into blogs and obscurity conquests...and some good favorites that I have long since owned and found myself, uh, compelled, again, to listen to. Currently, the tingles and their very long fingers have grabbed me from a little country in Europe called Sweden, who, as we know, holds host to many an arty and at time eccentric's not just France, yes, Sweden too has some crazy messed up in the head art freaks!I am sitting here and listening to Elegi's self titled release. I am about half way through it and have still no idea what I think of it. It's manic and definitely rock n roll, but hovering with those odd moments of no wave/punk rock. Admittedly, I had no idea why I was downloading it either, oh yes I do, the cover looked cool and right for a genre that I generally find myself lured to. It was black. It had an obscured image. Bad 80s script. Oh, and it was female fronted! Surely it must have some appeal.... Hmmm, Im not sure if it has the appeal for me, but I can see how in a post punk mindset in a no wave sound generated through modern equipment to primitive ears this could constitute as a FUCKING RAD RECORDING! However, I wasn't looking for rad, I was looking for AMAZING! Currently I am listening to a song about Anorexia Nervosa, aptly called "Anorexia nervosa" which while my Swedish is a bit slow these days (as opposed to the earlier days when I was a world famous Swedish novelist) I'll figure is about the eating habit, or maybe a metaphor...I'll have to wait on that! I have found more anxiousness than nervousness in listening to this entire album thus far and all I can truly say is that I am waiting for that hidden gem of a track that makes this worthwhile for the time it is currently removing from my life. What is up with the rock opera piano? I can't stand this Rocky Horror like stuff....this could go into such a better direction, and yet it just goes shlocky! I know there are some truly amazing bands out of Sweden...Mittageissen, Modern Art, even a little project called Svart...But this is truly starting to be an earful of fudge with the worst aftertaste. Squealing guitars and that raucus piano and moaning female vocals....Well I have found myself itching and scratching and I think it's time to grab that music bottle of Calydryl and change this up, yes even though I only have but a pale 6 minutes left on the album on the last track, I don't know if I can handle it.SHould I? In comes the dismal sax, in a dark ambiance, perhaps this is the track that since its named after the band is the MOMENT IM WAITING FOR. But I sit and type and am worried....Im waiting for some silly zeal to wind over the piano...although the mood seems to linger and clutch to this moment that is unfolding. Oh weep for me sad and lonely street merchant in the big city lost under the haze of the acidic and liquored blown lights while stumbling home to the apartment that contains the seventh eviction notice and find the only thing left is your Lou Reed photo taken from a magazine in a black frame next to the take out leftover in an aluminum tin....the water doesn't work and neither does your lightbulb but you stumble onto your mattress to lay down and count the hours of subconscious delerium that was this evening and all the while still trying to figure out how to get rent or who you could lust up the next day so you would have a place to stay for a little while, certainly there could [...]

coming back into age


im coming back, but only a bit different....
(Stay tuned)

FUSION (edit to post)


b l o g . g o i n g . b y e - b y e.

I am going to link in a newer blog, but there will be no more entries from this point on...

Its absurd to have several blogs, so Im just going to condense them into one.


I just dont have enough to really blog on this site...I have some interesting vinyl here and there but no method to rip it so what i can contribute by mp3 is really not that interesting.

I haven't been moved to really do much of this....

I have been more interested in other things...But will link to those sites that are doing a FINE FINE job....

more info to come!



Ultravox. XTC. U2. Simple Minds. These are names of bands that I immediately think of at the reference of this man, Steve Lillywhite. I see it immediately on the flip side of the "Boy" sleeve, and when I think of those catchy early XTC songs and check the production credit. Oh! Of course! Steve Lillywhite is someone I think of when I think of the better new wave and no wave acts of the 80s UK scene.Basically, when I think Island Records, this is the guy that is almost as synonymous with that label as U2 and Ultravox are. Another thing I start to wonder, does U2 just go from "THE" producer to "THE" producer? What production whores! haa haa. Focusing back to Mr Lillywhite, I think of a certain treble pan sound in the atmospherics of the production qualities. Which is something that I have a lack of preference for, being a bass gal, but he makes treble work for the aesthetic of a rough and live no super over produced sound. There is a raw and refreshing spin to the way those records were produced, that at this point makes them sound dated because of it, but at the time if I was a band of that era I would want a certain level of wide eyed quality to it, which I think he is brilliant at.Now I dont know too much about the specifics of production, where the drops and gains of + and - in the 60k and such are concerned, but I can be explained these things by those who are production proficient. What I do know and can hear is quality and why things are done the way they are. I think you have to have a good understanding of the music that is being put in front of you and who the band is, in order to be a good producer. One half of what makes a good producer is production qualities that bring the full portrait of an artist to light. I don't think hip hop producers should produce punk, its anti-climactic and just put WRONG! That said, I look at the list of artists and albums Lillywhite produced, and it all makes sense: Siouxsie and The Banshees-The Scream, Simple Minds-Sparkle in the Rain, Psychedelic Furs-s/t, and Talk Talk Talk, Big Country- The Crossing, Wondertown and Marshall Crenshaw-Field Day just to name the few. There is an overriding similarity that these albums all have and they are some of the ones that are the standouts when people talk albums, The Banshees "Scream" for one!Thank you Steve! For more info on Steve Lillywhite GO HERE.For Steve Lillywhite on producing albums, READ THIS. [...]



(image) Oh the crossovers continue, as Mark Ellis, aka Flood, is another producer that has produced for bands that Steve Lillywhite, Martin Hannett, John Fryer and Daniel Miller have. The first being that initial notable release by post Joy Division, New Order on their album Movement, which although is credited to M. Hannett, Flood also contributed to. Flood to me, is pretty much the electronic producer of the larger bands to get popular in the later 80s, and give them that slicked over huge sound. The most notable effort being Depeche Mode's Violator album.

However he pretty much was also responsible for a whole bunch of post punk and indie acts as well, such as Gary Numan, PJ Harvey, The Charlatans, Soft Cell, Psychic TV, Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, The Smashing Pumpkins, and Pop Will Eat Itself. One of the secondary largest credits he has is Nine Inch Nails' huge album breakthrough, The Downward Spiral.

My notice of Flood came when I got Violator, being a huge DM fan for years, and noting more-so the name Daniel Miller (Mr Mute), and then noting this new and strange name. Then I noticed it upon my Curve album and others. I think of Flood as the guy who makes things sound really studio produced without an inch of flaw, and by that I feel his production skills are really pristine. I think this is great for some bands, while at other times, there is a lack of a certain resonance of warmth because the clarity is that great, making the album feel cold and impersonal. However, I think with some bands, this works! I think for what he does though, he does it well. He has worked with Martin Hannett, and Steve Lillywhite collectively with New Order (M.H.) and U2(S.L.)

It is clear to see that pretty much my musical tastes rotate around these 5 men, with each of them producing albums that are near and dear to me. I will be thankful for that huge sound that happened between Music for The Masses and Violator.

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For More Info on Flood, go here.
For an interview with Flood from March 29th 2006, read this.



(image) THANK YOUR 4ADBANDS FOR USING THIS MAN! For had it not been for him a great many of the
legacy bands would not have had certain elements that they had that made them as wonderful as we revered. Just to name a few, Cocteau Twins, Clan of Xymox, This Mortal Coil, Xmal Deustchland, Lush, Colin Newman, Wolfgang Press, M/A/R/R/S, Minimal Compact, and Colourbox. Also not to to mention non-4ad artists, like Wire, Fad Gadget, Moev, Nine Inch Nails, Yazoo, Chapterhouse, and Depeche Mode, but we'll get to more on that DM thing when we hit Mr Daniel Miller and Flood(obviously.) But its no surprise that these awesome producers, have overlapped.

I feel that sometimes there is something lost in the reverence to these bands I adore by not giving the credit due to the production/engineers behind these albums. I am hugely grateful to this man, oh Mr Fryer, for those This Mortal Coil albums and his studio production work with thos early Cocteau Twins albums giving them the ever so slightly hollow and looming quality that I adored so much. If only there was a better budget for better recording equipment that allowed these albums to have had better clarity, however, there is nothing that deters me from listening and escaping all the same from the original recordings. (Treasure is the only one that I feel the need to listen to remastered, but Mr Fryer had no part in that album, therefore, he's still THE MAN!)

I have to say a huge deserved thanks to the man behind Clan of Xymox' albums as well, because this was really moreso when I became aware of who he was moreso, and was like, "his name seems to appear on a bunch of things I own." Those first two studio albums by CoX, are beyond amazing, and anything on Medusa is pure gold, which I also will give Mr Pieter Nooten and Ronny Moorings credit for too. It's simply one of the best albums out there.

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For more general info on John Fryer, please Go Here.
For More info on these bands and others recorded, visit this site.




The moment is still. The moment is tense.
It is both sad and frightening.
There is a heart of joy and a heart on the verge of breaking.
Tears that stream from the face of one whom is so amazed by the other.
While inside the feelings don't feel allowable because they have been oppressed.

Dark room.
Afternoon falls to dusk falls to night.
There is nothing to provide but the sterile application of the wall switch.
This only sends an emotionless cold glow to the room.
You feel isolated and empty while you both stand in the room.
Later left with too many thoughts in your head.
You lay again brewing with hypothetical over hypothetical over mental anguish served hot to your stomach and mind.

The tears come again.
The glare of your light annoying you but all you can manage is a faint sigh.
You absorb your eyes and thoughts to the divots of the texture on your ceiling.
The molding is painted a color you find utterly miserable, fake wood tone.
A timeline of "supposed's" and "perhaps then's" form with future memories.

There is unrest beside some sides and
Certainly searching for a meaning
Clouds as they've floating past in the present
As much more thoughts part in the present days

Oh, keep calling... me,
Oh, keep calling... my name
Oh, keep calling... my name
Oh, keep calling

You wait in your mind further for that day when the joy will return
Your heart only lightly dusted with gray and can be cleansed without pain

Again the room.
Again the two of you.
Again a heart.
Again emotions that have a tendency to conflict.

There is a resolve.
It will allow this to never be your view upon this room again.
They will breathe out without a sigh of helplessness.
Presence will be more than the hypothetical.
The hypothetical will cease to be.

All will be real.
As things that are meant to resolve become resolved and cleansed.
Eyes dreaming to never see another moment like this.
The future is of things to come and not filled with thoughts of "perhaps..."

For now there is rest.
There is thought.
There is energy to be saved...
For the future to live...

LINK : These Waves

Out in The Marketplace



A room full of trees and industry opens in front of your eyes, and the window that you are stuck behind seems slightly filmy, but clear enough to still see what is in front of you. A slight essence of tunnel vision begins and you dream of that window not being there. You close your eyes and drift off into dreams where you magically float through the window like billions of molecules, and are allowed to reform back to normal on the other side.

There you are amongst industry and all the elements that seem real and are pulsating about. However upon the glance backwards you see all that is provincial and residential glaring out louder than normal for it reminds you of the alternate that exists between the upwardly mobile and the desire to live pleasantly while working feverishly. You desire the two as well so you spin round a few thousand times staring to the sky that while that remains constant on both sides you can swing back and forth between the two worlds.

Oh isn't life great when you can dictate the perceptions of it all?!

A wicked grin draws itself upon your face, and you run to the urban side streets to feel the movement and energy of everything that is around you. Time itself seems like an innocent bystander to life, and motion is fluid and without any hesitation to the rules being broken.

Every motion and emotion is circling about allowing you to run backwards into comfort and forwards into chaos, and all of it perfect and unconfrontational. The glimmer of the anything at every moment, while spinning and spinning whenever you best see fit to stop the worlds from colliding and keeping what needs to be behind, behind and what needs to tunnel further in front, just in reach to be ever so slightly on the border of being out of reach.

Incentive. Curiosity. Prospect. The game of chance....

Just don't forget that you never have to wake up, because the dream is the life and it is the spinning that keeps us all in check. Because the sky and ground are always up above and down below. Unless you are on your head, but event hen the ground is below you as your feet are above...and there is the sky, just being how it always is. Passing over but protecting everywhere.

LINK : {Tokyoidaho}

Is It Just The Idea I Like or Is It For Real?


I pull a moderate sized bedsheet out of a bag and place it on the grass. The weather outside is fair, with a bit of a chill but the sun seems to be somewhere in the lurking of weather's knowledge. Its grey but not a depressing gray, a slight overcast, that white-ish tone. Some close friends are gathered with me and we are of a slightly sarcastic lot, but total lovers of life and all the things that we can grasp out of life's hand. I feel like quoting literature in a completely pompous manner, but instead I smile to myself that Im having these absurd thoughts to make myself seem far more intelligent than I am. My friends would pick up on it and most indefinitely laugh.

Time to pour some tea and share in some other quips and perhaps some cheese or fruit, although Im really up for some junk food...Perhaps a pastry with some gooey sugar icing upon it.

Have I been holding this dialogue all to myself so far. Always me sitting there amongst others with a long narrative going, creating this situation that doesn't entirely exist but could, if it was a slightly different universe. If my thoughts were always actualized, then everything would seem to be in a permanent state of absurd meets decadent meets mondane meets hallucinatory.

However it doesn't change that in realizing Im still sitting there talking to myself in my head, its time to realize that others are about me and I should open my mouth and say something. I know I will open it and not be able to shut it. But it would be rude to not say anything, and its simply not my style.

We all engage in some wonderfully ridiculous dialogue about things in our lives and continue to eat in this somewhat Camus-"come"-Fellini-esque picnic. Smiles are abound and smirks of a clever word and phrase uttered here and there.

Its a nice day. Even if the sun isn't completely out. There is a nice breeze rolling in from the shores a sligh distance away. I am feeling quite relaxed in the admiration I have for those I am in conjunction with and how its a really great thing to be a complete internal blabbering fool and not a single one of my friends seems to mind.

Its also of great comfort because when I export those blubberings to the air, it is always met with a pleased smile for my personality. I am fortunate this day to have those near and dear to me sitting and exchanging words with one another. Even though when I look around me there is but a beige wall, a pillow, some mild plum colored sateen curtains hanging in front of me, and the blinds behind me are of a dour sheer fabric of "blah"....I still feel this world continuing as if you weren't so far away from me.

Its just like when I stared at the beige walls with heavy beige curtains hanging, amongst antiques and photographs of my yesteryears...I still felt them all there, with me...being visible faces...

The faces that change. The people that interchange. Some stay constant. I remain as always....thinking of that which is near and dear to me, even when its out of close reach. The picnic invitations are soon to be.....

Just find me a nice bluff...


LINK : {Would It Be Too Much To Cry?}




I remember in passing, a friend telling me I might like this band called Disco Inferno...and while procrastinating some many years ago on Epitonic, in its earlier version, I came across them. I was trying to discover new music, for I was feeling a bit hopeless to the life I had being doomed to mass adoration of bands I would never see perform, because they were all defunkt! Surely, there has to be folks out there, whom are musically inclined and love the same stuff as me and have made bands that are reminiscent of all the good things that early post punk/indie was about.

To my surprise, while listening to the track on Epitonic, Emigre, I hit that very inspiration and satisfaction. It reminded me of The Chameleons, which I recall at this time I was listening to almost every day. There was something about the nature of this track that was just right on spot. I wasn't so utterly blown away by the other track on the site, but this one, this track indeed I listened to a bunch of times that day and fell more infatuated with it.

As the pattern often goes with dear Lorelle, the extremist nature of the leo kicked in and I couldn't fathom another day not owning the album, In Debt. I popped into every music store int he general Flatiron/Gramercy/Herald Square/West Village/Bleeker area and couldn't find it. I was so pissed off. However, fortune found its way to my grubby hands a few days later while out shopping with a friend in the East Village, and BAM! It was mine. I couldn't wait to take it home and play it and be taken into what I hoped would be the restored land of indie rock.

It did just this. I called the friend who recommended them, whom did not have the album but heard a description of them and thought it seemed on par for me, and just beamed with radiant reviews. I thought this album was greater than anything released in the 15 year space that the bulk of my records created to present day. I still think this album is great. I am listening to it right now.

Simply stated I think that Disco Inferno is a great band, with an albeit, horrible name, but I think there is a sense of humor to it all that I know is deliberate, and I can always appreciate sarcasm. Its completely a worthwhile listen and an enjoyable me this album is the right way that a band can be inspired by the "right" post punk outfits, and make music in the current day...for I do feel that what has spiraled out of control these days, is relative to the decade that launched the influences..."This is what happens when the right things go wrong, very wrong!"

Im not saying that there has been nothing since the post punk decade, for shoegaze was a billsful affair of mine too, but there had to be something else in the 90s that made great indie dark tunes!




Baby by The Comsat Angels is one of the best penned songs ever written, and its not that lyrically I think it is beyond the many I have heard, although Mr Bacon writes a mean tune, but musically this song has such a nostalgic place for me. I remember the first time listening to it as it rolled off the lp one evening at night, and thinking, "OH MY GOD THIS IS SOOOOOO GOOD!" Its the kind of song that you are so excited to have that you want to call everyone up and start repeating that phrase above, "The Comsat Angels track Baby, is soooo good! Oh gosh I have to copy this for you. You have to have it!" You want to dub it on tape and get it to everyone of your friends immediately. You also want your friend who turned you on to them to give you a ribbon for congratulating you on buying it. "Yes now I know why you own this and why you had to put it on my tape and get me insanely hooked to them. I must own everything now!!!!"As for Independence Day, its all about the 1:36 marker...that rip down the bass neck is so stomach clutching its a sigh of "FUCK YAH" every time. 1:36 is Independence Day, its all about 1:36. I just had a hankering for this album and I only have it at home on lp so I cannot listen to it during the day at work, but fortunately LOST-In-TYME had it on their blog so I grabbed it to reminisce, and I had to blog my response, because once again its just that kind of an album. Its so good you have to rant about it. The post punk era of The Comsat's wasn't familiar to me until about 1999, and while that makes it past the newness of its release, I still felt like I had stumbled upon one of the greatest new things. To me all these records I own that are some 20 to 30 years past their point of issuance, all were new to me and I considered them novelties. This is a band that has truly carved its way past the others in my collection that I will always go back to when I want to listen to something really good that fits my mood. This album is that "I'm just a bit moody enough to not be taken over and put into a rut but if I feel like going there, this is the only thing I want to hear as I fall into it." Unless of course you truly want to go there, in which case, just go to Postcard, which is well, gut wrenching! If ever there is a desperation of animosity track written, by jove this is it. There are times that I want to make a movie just to use some songs in it and create the best soundtrack that any movie has ever seen. On the Beach is a total credits song for this movie...can you think about that, you are just at the beginning of a movie experience you sit down and this starts?! Shit, you almost want to fall out of your chair....this film is going to be beyond intense...and as it settles at its end you can see the storyline just starting in some character of a disgruntled nature...ITS SOOO GOOD! I can't help it!In closing on moments from this album I would be a fool to not comment on Real Story...this is probably my second favorite track on this album. The bass line and the bass drum seem to be in such a perfect harmony with each other that your gut once again feels all kinds of wonderful punches in it that you want to scoop up with a shovel and say, once more "FUCK YAH!" Feels good, feels damn! damn!! DAMN!!! GOOD! Oh this album, this album is just to good to ever keep hidden as a treasure of your own, it must be shared. I want everyone to own it, I want to share it with everyone...If you can get on a plane and come to Oakland, I will have a celebrate the Comsat's night and we can all sit in my room and listen to their first three albums and just feel too lucky to know about it!LINK : I THINK I'LL TELL YOU AGAIN[...]

Are you made of stone?


I am seriously unable to bring myself out of this obsession Ive had for the past 2 days. Every part of me just wants it to be 1990 and to be 16 and be living in the UK and going to Stone Roses shows every day.

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Yes I cannot save myself from wishing that I was miles and miles and away and in another time dimension. When you listen to certain songs it just makes you want to be a part of the everything. It's like you feel so utterly left out of something that stirs you so much to just get loaded and jump around to such greatness and be amongst a masses of adoring fans who are 1000% mad for it.

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Oh, why is it that it always seems that the fan level of hurrah seems so much better in GB than here? I feel completely wrapped in nostalgia and yet Ive never had the opportunity to see the Roses live, and yet I watch it all and feel like Im there with a best friend and I can recall from memory how super fantastic this was.

I have had moments with friends dancing around to these songs as if soaked in the grace of these concerts, and ven cars late at night blasting these songs and feeling like I was there, as the lights above stream fast passing and you are lost in the lyrics just singing away as if your adolescence is the most precious and outrightly eternal thing in this world.

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So for now I sit here at my desk at work bobbing my head side to side and pretending to be in a greater place than I am. COupled with the sense of sadness of knowing that this beautiful moment died for so many when the Roses split...and my last passing memories of all of this was in 95, reading all the issues of NME and Melody Maker making jokes about them playing to support their non existant careers, and how Mr Squire was out and about playing his guitar for food. It was just so sad...

Watching it all just makes me sad and anxious and filled with so many things about the joys of youth and nostalgia and how its all gone. That great tapped sense of lost youth. Sad.

But, shit, enough of that reverie, lets dance!

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Les Jouets



I bet you didnt know that Echo and The Bunnymen had one 7" in french? Its true and its sitting under the guise of a band called Little Nemo, and the song is called Les Jouets.

Heavens to Betsy, if they weren't listening to those first two Echo albums when they recorded this, talk about a Les Pattinson bassline, gosh! But its a great track! But you will be expecting Mr McCulloch's voice through the whole thing!

So, you wanted more Little Nemo demo's and you got 'em! Here is the sought after Froide sessions... I enjoy these even more because they include some pretty poppy dance tracks, and that means a great listen while you work.

Yup, while you work on those happy designs as you learn about behaviors in Dreamweaver CS3, and you stare at the clock and wonder when you will get to have to get home, so you can exercise.

Oh how you wish your gym played the music you listened to so you wouldnt need headphones all the time... That'll be the next thing of hipster culture, a dj at a gym... I'm sure somewhere this exists...and if not, then who ever does it now, has ripped me off...

Yes, Little Nemo is great! :)

LINK : Bed in Summer, Bed in Summer
[its so darn dancy! the lost track from Japanese Whispers, ha!]

Future Is Now...



Demos! Demos! Demos!

A follow up to the previous Little Nemo post, this week I'm going to add as much Little Nemo as I have, since I am greatly indebted to the nice and generous sir of Phoenix Hairpins, whom has musically aided me this week!
{thanks a bunch!}

I prefer the demos to the album versions because I really do enjoy the earlier versions of songs. There is something about the raw quality of a song that touches me more than many album versions, save for bands like Cocteau Twins that I prefer to listen to after Mr. Guthrie has flushed it out with all the acoustics and wall of chorus...its simply better that way!

That aside, please enjoy these if you don't have them already!

LINK : {Be Seeing You}

Impressionable Youth


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Is there any reason that children born prior to the start of MTV were taken in by goth culture? For crying out loud look how many videos were all steeped in cathedral like phenomenon. Granted the Bonnie Tyler makes the biggest joke of most of it, but how is it that every director sought for the cathedral...all of these could have in essence been filmed at the same place...

You want a hit? Make the video with a cathedral in it! Oh the joys of the early 80s and MTV!

But what do they all share as well, that perfect crap quality lighting...this is what I want to recapture in video again, I love that blown out detail. Here are the other two greatest videos of that time for lighting.
(dont laugh, you know you love it too! Especially the smacking face and floor drum!)

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And to be cool you must dance very angular and make gestures to every lyric. An absolute neccessity....hmmm, anyone else that does this.... hmmmmm.

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I tell you Richard and Cy should go head to head!

This concludes my regression down memory lane when I was young five year old engrossed with the introduction of MTV to the world.

You Make Me Smile....



Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu were alwaaaaaaaaaaays the fiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrrst personnnnnnnnnnn too stohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhp, to stoohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhp..........

Is it Solid Space or DuetEmmo which truly resonates the elements about why the opening sequence of Dr Who strikes some of us in such a way that the music they later get into sounds the way it does? I think any synth adorer within the coldwave spectrum will have to confess to feeling that there was really something special about the empty, chilling, slightly scary, way that intro left them as children.

I was always trying to find this in songs in my childhood because I liked that feeling that a song could have over me. I wanted to feel like I was permanently stuck in a chilly, gray day somewhere, in the outskirts of Iceland, or just what I perceived that to be. There would be a place with much snow and barons of frozen land and the most gorgeous views upon the chilly world that could be imagined....permanently overcast though.

When you eventually hear that music that brings you there, you feel like everything from your early years of visual confusion and hypothetical delusions has been made reality and you are not so alienated. There are even others out there that share in this music aesthetic, there must be, because it has been created....maybe they have the same image in their minds as you did. How could the music so perfectly fit that landscape you dreamed of? Surely these people have tapped your four year old brain and took your illusions as inspiration.

The most popular track on this album is Or So It Seems and with good reason, its brilliant and its the track that brought me to that childhood fantasy land that put a smile on my face of the largest kind. Yet this entire album is so bleak and chilling, so cold and minimal for an "industrial" album. We can all call it whatever the genre we prefer, but we are familiar with the pursuits and projects that the Wire camp made post Wire, and truly if ever an ensemble of 4 men were to have found each other and formed so many amazing projects afterwards, well I can only think of one other group from that time period to have created so many post "band" projects on their own, and that would be the experimental post punk outfit called Swell Maps.

I could almost wonder if perhaps the two bands could have put their efforts together what would have happened? The piano and natural sounds that Epic Soundtracks was so into and how he adored sounds and environments, well it almost seems, that it would have been a given, considering how much the Wire folk were impressed by the same things. I could see a Jowe Head in this as well.

On the track The Long Sledge.....tell me this couldn't have been some crazy B side to a Swell Maps 7" during the Jane In Occupied Europe era....

Im just in awe....Oh happy MUTE, oh happy DOME. :)

LINK : { In Time In Dreams Or So It Seems }

The Resonating Strings of Autumn



I love this album. I have to say that You Or Sidney by Rise and Fall of a Decade is definitely a great album and utterly appropriate for the autumn of this land. Its moody, but yet great for the sense of sunshine bliss in a cool moment. The second greatest thing about this album, is that its one of those albums that you can listen from start to finish and not feel apt to skipping tracks, which is always the sign of a solid and great album.

The song that grips me the most about this album, that I feel a cinematic moment for is Hold Me. Sure I can be a cheesy dramatic quasi post ethereal goth, its not too hard to drift every now and then into some fantasy novel motif that runs rampant in the genre, but its really quite a compelling song, when played loud. Otherwise its kind of lackluster, but when you are feeling a bit sentimental and little sad it just makes you long for a hug of confidence so terribly.

The title track, You or Sidney is superfun, and when I eventually get around to DJ'ing again will assuredly be in there, because its such a song full of pep and all the good things that great songs have. Its a great driving song, and those always make for awesome spinning tunes.

I dont want to get caught up in thoughts right now, Im just listening to it and it seems right for the day and they mood Im in. If you are unfamiliar with this album, then I highly suggest grabbing the download and giving it a listen!

LINK : One Of These Days

Fear In Colour


When you feel that sensation of moments that you have not experienced but you feel them through the imaginary person you live inside, whom is many miles away and its as if you are seeing things behind their eyes/// Does that make sense...?Pretend if you will that you have a close friend whom lives in a city and country far away from you, and while you have a familiarity with that place, their experiences there now, are different than what you are acquainted with. Somehow though, one song that plays within your ears makes you feel as if you are them, and you are seeing things through their eyes as if you were them...because emotionally you feel an immense connection to them. Perhaps it is because you have linked certain songs to that person since they sent them to you and because of that, these bands and songs will always resonate THAT person whenever you hear them. Enter Little Nemo...City Lights, was the first track I heard by them and it flipped me upside down. This was all during the time that I was being familiarized to the french coldwave catalog and was feeling the start of something great and amazing. A new discography of bands I didnt know, and a world of lyrics that would amaze me, when I understood them, and music that would provide more landscapes to dream in and around. City Lights was the start of something in me, and from the dear person who sent it to me, I felt as if it connected to their new experiences in a new city. I was wondering about their new life, and this song provided the swirling backdrop for it all. More songs by Little Nemo followed into my ownership and as I kept listening to these songs I kept associating them with that person. It wasn't so much a wonderland that was being created but a friendly familiarity with this band because of a relationship I had had with the person, that I felt like Little Nemo was something from my past and of my new present that felt right and not strange. When I listen to Marine, from this album, I am brought to that sentimental memory of how it felt when I first looked out the french doors from the bedroom of the hotel when I first arrived in Paris and felt completely elsewhere and absorbing the feelings in the air of a place with such a rich history and such a splendid moment that I was having. So much of this album are moments of watching things through the supposed eyes of others. There is something about the voice in all these songs, which is do to the slight echo effect on it, but it makes it all very sentimental, and there is a longing and remembrance to so much of the lyrics, especially like Sandcastle where you can all but just picture the person roaming the shores in the haze of the thoughts and aspirations of someone...Fickleness, Tales Of The Wind and Blue Years are other tracks that feel wrapped in the memory of a place in a day left alone to ponder about all of it as if it was s movie in sepia that was looping about behind your eyes while what you were truly looking at was the shoreline just moving slightly about.The most important thing to be noted about Little Nemo, in stepping out of my sentimental carriage for a moment, is that they were the creators of the Lively Art imprint within the New Rose label, and thankfully for that, so much of the french coldwave/touching pop catalog of artists were able to co-exist as a bountiful hospice of emotions and music that all coincided and raised the bar on this genre. (Not to mention that one off project called Teepee, which is BRILLIANT! to say the least...does anyone [...]

The Frozen Friday Shuffle


((Start at the first track and on the shuffle setting, hit play and record the next arrangement of songs...Top 25...))

Here Goes -
a-Ha : Living a Boys Adventure Tale
Psychic TV : White Nights
Weimar Gesang : Remaining Years
Kraftwerk : Showroom Dummies
Day After : Desert of Time
The Alarm : Rain in The Summertime
Blacklist : Pure Joy In My Heart (AP cover)
Big Country : 1000 Stars
Byro & D.M.T : The Empty Street
The Servants : Its My Turn
DAT Politics : Rainbow Connection
Railway Children : Consider
Die Unbekannten : Radio War
The Ocean Blue : A Question of Travel
The Sound : Distortion
Ulois : Dune
Fra Lippo Lippi : A Moment Like This
A Blaze Colour : Cold As Ever
The Gentry : Visions of a Landscape
Psychic TV : Black Moon
New Order : Ceremony
New Order : Hurt
Solid Space : SPaceship
Sovjet War: It Became A Problem
The Sundays : Don't Tell Mother

And that's that....Back to not paying attention to order, as I work on designs. Ha!

Because Joey and I can't get enough of them


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Its like once you encounter anything Fuzzbox related in the day you can't help yourself to going mad with absolute full absorption of whatever is out there....

And since fuzzy ramblings is not at my PERSONAL "beckoned call" this will have to do. Its amusing enough....




[I am not posting the above, but the compilation, 1986-1989.]

I wonder how many people ever think to write an opinion of a band and site Austrailia's own Ikon, as a reference, for it seems that stuff like this is always compared to the Psychocandy era of Jesus and Mary Chain if there is a dark psyche fuzz element to it. However this is so much darker sounding than the JMC gang...Yet just when I started thinking about my own silly issues with musical journalism the next track rolls around and I start thinking of other elements of another band...and I start thinking of all those heavy drum machine wonders of the post "Some Girls Wander By Mistake" copies...

Then as if by a recognition of my own thoughts, the fuzz changes and I am sitting here with a very dark electronic album that borders somewhere in my head between the things I like, and the great thing I adore about the sound recording quality of demos.

I love a a lo res quality demo!
The sound of an unperfected static like resonance off the drum machine...reminds me of the Lowlife Black album a bit. But then I start to think about how all of this wording just starts to sound so review-esque and it makes me a bit annoyed because all I am doing is a typical music dork thing and sorting the bands by whom they sound like instead of trying to just plainly listen to the album and not analyze it into its place within the musical card catalog where cross references and similarities exist in this world of compare and contrast.

She Only Smiles begins and I begin to think of the slightly fuzzier elements of Abecedarians, yet another band that shoulda, coulda, woulda been a Factory band, but somehow wasn't....But I can't get Ikon out of my head when listening to this, and I wonder, is it just me?

So I think of something off my mind to say, yeah Savage Garden...Guess who????

I think the assortment of tracks on here are quite good, and if the dark brooding drum machine post punk bass line with a fuzzed guitar is what your after, then this is a keeper! I like it! But it keeps sounding like Ikon to me...why does no one ever mention those Aussies...

Or is it like almost everything today? Well it all sounds like Joy Division...because this doesn't sound like that at all! And why is it that Joy Division IS the definition of Factory, lest we all be reminded they were not the first band on the label. I don't think Durutti COlumn sounds like any Joy DIvision album, but its certainly Factory!

Why is it this album inspires me to think about almost everything but the album itself that Im listening to!?! Hmm, if I decide to write about music then I will listen to this and ponder about other things...Good ambience soundtrack!

LINK : Give me your hard shoulder to lie on



(image) \* T R A C K L I S T *
Will The Ocean Wait? / BACIAMIBARTALI
Our Dreams Our Innocent / ASYLUM PARTY
Killing Dome / CHROMAGAIN
Reflections / SECESSION
Intermezzo / 48 CAMERAS
Couloir FC4 / NEVA
Messages Received / CABARET VOLTAIRE
Ring of Fire / WALL OF VOODOO

In conjunction with typical seasonal ailments that cause some of us, like myself, to get sore throats when the air changes and the temperature takes its first dip, I have noted today as mixed tunes day! So using the sparse amount music I have on my computer I composed a little coldwave sampler for everyone to celebrate autumnal chill, and the joy of Friday. So Ive put a little bass heavy groove in here, some electronic based minimal, and a little quirk just to keep it interesting.

Hope everyone enjoys it, and is well in their respected places. I am sitting here with a humidifier blowing vapors at me while I work...Someone asked me if they could get a manicure and pedicure...I wish, for I could use a little extra cash! Who couldn't?!

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