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02-23-2009, 06:20 PM | #131 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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02-24-2009, 09:20 AM | #136 (permalink) |
Ba and Be.
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Cell Scape is probably their best known but they have tones of E.P's out that are well worth checking out. Holler if you can't find any as I have a fair bit.
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02-25-2009, 07:08 AM | #137 (permalink) |
Ba and Be.
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Next baby is up and ready to go. A genuine cult classic this one and as usual PM is your friend.
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02-28-2009, 04:15 AM | #140 (permalink) |
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"What are you doing here?" said Tim. Jeff looked at him quizzically. "Dad is that you?" "Yes yes" said Tim impatiently " now answer my question, what are you doing here?" "I don't know" said Jeff bewildered. "I went for swim, I was singing at the time, Whole Lotta Love" Jeff answered brightly "but I had a strange sensation, I was sucking in the oxygen and struggling for breath and then suddenly I am seeing blue and white lights, watching my life's experience pass me by and now I.........am.........here"
"I see" said Tim pensively "Led Zeppelin can do that to some" he said to himself. "Drowning!? Thats not right boy, hedonism should be the reason for a rock and roll death, take me as an example, massive overdose, I joined the legends" he said brightly. "You do know that your death was predicted don't you" "Was it?" said Jeff bewildered. "Yes yes" said Tim again impatiently. "Back in 96 you toured Australia and played some venue called Festival Hall. Now there was these two young girls at your gig and after, discussing your show, one turned to the other and said that she felt that you would have a short life. The two dudes sitting next to those girls really took note of that statement and are discussing it now. They have just heard news of your demise and that little incident has come back to haunt them. One of them is a contributor to a music talk fest called Music Banter, goes by the name of 4ZZZ, very intelligent individual with wonderful taste in music though gets bit too bored too quickly. You know he is bored by the hype surrounding you don't you?" By this time Jeff was absolutely confused. This was his Dad. What the hell was going on. "Am I dead?" he asked bewildered. Tim ignored him and chatted further about how his admiration for 4ZZZ and how 4ZZZ had lost his copy of Greetings From LA and had better replace it so as to bring back memories of his musical youth. " I wish he would stop ranting" said Jeff to himself. "He can be a bit of an egotist though IMO" "Who" said Jeff with his bewilderment reaching new heights. This was all to much for him. "4ZZZ" said Tim exasperated "You are not listening to me are you" he said. "I never even knew you" Jeff said to himself "why the hell should I listen to you now?" "Because I am older and wiser and yes I do know what you are thinking" "Are you God?" Jeff whispered. "No. There is no such thing as God, ask 4ZZZ, he's an avowed atheists that one. He says if he wants fantasy he will read Lord Of The Rings again or better still listen to the soundtrack from The Rocky Horror Picture Show. He is in fact listening to an album by Lift To Experience called The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads and is thinking that this is the album that you would have made if you had found your Road to Damascus. It is a 2001 release with a lot of Christian ranting" "Stop right there" said Jeff. "This is doing my head, this is 1996." "You don't belong here just yet" said Tim bemusedly. Jeff just looked on in silence. He was just not sure what was going on. "The only solution to this is to send you back but unfortunately you will have to go back as someone else. I will send you back as Josh T Pearson only you, and he, won't know it." Josh T Pearson woke up on 25th September and knew that the last 5 years of hard work had reached fruition. He had formed his band in 1996, "the year Jeff Buckley went to heaven" he thought. His bands album, The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads, was getting rave revues. He was a touch thoughtful though. "Why have I made this album as if I was Jeff Buckley finding God? Is there an answer to that question? I have a strange feeling of déjà vu." 4ZZZ listened to The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads several times. He found it a very interesting album. Though he had lost religion as a youth he had always found it an profound subject. He would watch films, documentaries, read books and had never shied away from listening to music that had religious themes. He had toured many Cathedrals and churches in both both Paris and London during visits and excepted that it was part of the human psyche to try and answer questions that were unanswerable, even though he personally thought that fairy tales answer nothing. With the album he had the feeling that he was listening to an album that Jeff Buckley may have have written if he had survived his accident and got spiritual. He sat there and wondered how he would describe the album, thoughts came into his head about it being grandiose musically and lyrically powerful. He then had this stupid idea to write the revue as if it was a story based on Jeff Buckley being reincarnated as Josh T Pearson. He would get a laugh writing the story even if everyone else thought is was demonstrable rubbish. Yes he thought just post that and damn the humiliation. Tim Buckley looked down on 4ZZZ. "Did I really call him intelligent?" he said to himself shaking his head in exasperation. "A stupid idiot is more like it and he has not bothered getting Greeting From LA yet. What a Fuckwit!" |
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