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Just so anyone who's interested knows (which, at this point, is looking like barely a handful of people), I'm getting a bit bored of doing written reviews by now, so I'm gonna be shaking up the format for this like nobody's business within the next few months. Keep an eye on this thread eh.
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It's quite a version isn't it. I guess another possible negative about the live version of Life On Mars there is that the pianist Mike Garson is really whacking those keys like he's chopping wood, unlike the more blissful, subtle touches of Rick Wakeman on the Hunky Dory studio cut. I can't say I prefer either version myself, although Mick Ronson's guitar on the studio version does get on my pecs from time to time.
As for Costello, his first album's always gonna be the one you can just whack on any time and really get swept off your feet by the simplicity of the whole thing. I've said it a few times (if memory serves me right) around these boards that I prefer when Costello'd found his feet and started to take in more influences than, y'know, Buddy Holly to his sound. As such, in my eyes he's an example of a musician with a fantastic taste in music (even if he does like fucking Greenday and Panic At the Disco, but who doesn't like the odd dud eh) really using it well to make some truly great music. Anyway, rant over ![]() Quote:
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Seeing as my schedule's cleared up a wee bit recently, I think I'm gonna try and get three more album posts in here over the next week for a lack of anything better to do. In the mean time, it's about time I threw some more videos at you... Artist: The Corrs Tuneage: Breathless As much of a dull hipster with delusions of grandeur I'll always be, there'll forever be a part of me that has a soft spot for music that's totally at odds with my outlook on what predominantly makes good music into good music, the kind of person I am, the amount of sugar I take with my tea, which way I look first when I cross the road...you get the picture. I can't claim to know a lot of people here personally, let alone in that big, scary-arse world out there, but I'm sure it's the same for everyone. All that's just a fancy pants way of saying that we all have guilty pleasures, and the Corrs are one of mine...to an extent. There are a lot of absolutely woeful songs that they've been responsible for, and it's not stretching the truth when I say that I think most of them sound like shyt. Where the Corrs shine for me though is when they play live. Beneath the glossy veneer of over-zealous studio production and execution methods, at least a few Corrs songs are just really good, catchy and upbeat pop songs with a Celtic twist to make things more interesting. It's why their Unplugged live CD is the only one of their's I actually listen and enjoy...for the most part. I mean, don't get me wrong - there is some ghastly, mushy corn on there too. But it's songs like Breathless here which, when stripped down to their bear bones, are just really fun pop songs being performed by a very talented bunch of musicians who are clearly truly enjoying what they're doing. Not to mention the fact that Andrea Corr is hot to the nth degree as well. Ready for a mood shift? You know you are! Artist: Third Eye Foundation Tuneage: Corpses As Bedmates Ah, Third Eye Foundation! To be honest, great as this album is and all, I didn't really sign up for something that sounded like this when I first got hold of it. There I was, listening to the pounding basslines of Cyantific and London Elektricity one night before heading out to town to some place that'd play shit music all night where I'd proceed to tell myself that I'd be having a good time. I thought it'd be a good idea to get hold of some more drum 'n' bass. It was at that point when I started looking to the mighty RYM's top albums lists that I remembered how cool that LTJ Bukem album I once listened to was. Atmospheric d'n'b was what I'd seen called. So I had a look. I guess in my blind, blissful naivety of being two weeks younger than I am now, I didn't really cotton on to the fact that there can in fact be more than one kind of atmosphere. What LTJ Bukem reminded me of, and therefore what I was expecting from the Third Eye Foundation, was a kinda delicate electronic music which fell somewhere in a middle-ground between downtempo trip-hop and liquid funk. What I got instead was an album that may well have provided me with a soundtrack to my nightmares for the forseeable future. Not in a bad sense, of course. The album this is off is far, far from poor, and well deserving of its reverence among RYM's users. I can't really think of much more to say about it, but if you're up for a pretty creepy thrill-ride of an album, give this a few spins. It'll do you a world of good ![]() |
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Yeah Andrea Corr was seriously hot material back in the day. She still is! Her slightly gothic image and smoldering eyes always got me.
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![]() I don't know if I could muster the courage to listen to an actual Corrs studio album. I think the unplugged gig's good enough for me. I mean, I love the acoustic versions of So Young and Radio for instance, but almost had a panic attack when I tried to listen to the versions of them they released as singles. Anyway, before I get on with what I feel I should post here, here's another song that's been on my mind lately; Artist: Iggy Pop Tuneage: Isolation I believe I've stated my love for Iggy Pop's divisive Blah Blah Blah album of 1986. I probably won't go on too long about this one, as you can no doubt see my opinion of it every 5th post of mine around here. This is just a fantastic pop song though, and it's everything that's good about that dated, 80s pop/Trevor Horn style. Overdone as you may think the synthy backdrop, echoey drumbeat and overall production are, everytime I get round to this song on one of my daily random music binges from the bowels of my collection, I can never listen to this less than...oh, I dunno...15 times. Now that I think about it, it's really just that chorus that does it for me. Iggy's sorrowful croon, his buddy David Bowie's fractured 'i...so...laaaaay-shun!' backing vocal, the sax that underpins it - B-E-A-utiful! I won't pretend that Blah Blah Blah's a truly great album or anything, but it's certainly very overlooked. So then, I thought I might as well let anyone who's particularly interested know what they can expect in the coming 2 and a half weeks from this thread. Maybe if I actually have it in writing here, I'll actually stick to my word ![]() Bitter:Sweet - The Mating Game (2006) Kris Kristofferson - This Old Road (2006) And in the fortnight after that; Loretta Lynn - Van Lear Rose (2004) µ-Ziq - Lunatic Harness (1997) Prince - The Gold Experience (1995) ^ Maybe not in that order exactly, but either way I know what I'll be doing this week. There might be the odd deviation from the format in between, but that's basically the plan. Watch this space! |
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So, now for one of those deviations from the format I was a-talkin' about...
3 Reasons Why You Should Listen To David Bowie's 90s Material In addition to endlessly long posts about albums you couldn't give a monkeys about, or showing off a bunch of different individual tunes I'm quite the fan of, I'll be doing this kinda thing. These are basically going to be three closely-related albums, be they in the same discography, from the same musical scene, subgenre or whatever, all having a very brief eye cast over them by yours truly. I'm gonna try and keep these coming from my own personal 'why can't everyone else have the same opinion as me' folder...stuff I think is pretty underrated in general, then. There'll be plenty more of these in future, don't worry ![]() And here we are, starting in Obvious Territory with 90s Bowie. If you're not in the know, allow me - by the time the 90s were in full swing, Bowie was just beginning his efforts to emerge from a pretty dark time in his career, that being the constant ridicule he'd been subjected to from about the mid-80s to the early 90s. He'd well and truly imploded artistically by not only releasing an...an...an adequate album (Tonight), and not only taken his credibility behind a toolshed and beaten it half to death with a baseball bat (Never Let Me Down), but he followed all that up by forming the loud, noisy and allegedly pretty crappy Tin Machine (I actually think they have their moments myself). After flapping about at rock bottom for almost a decade then, a new Bowie was ready to emerge and show himself to the world. And that didn't really start so well to be honest with you. 1993's Black Tie White Noise - Bowie's first solo album of the 90s - had two of my favourite songs on it (the cover of Nite Flights and Jump, They Say if you must know), but other than that was only really half-good. It was a definite improvement on all four of his preceding albums, but far from a classic. It did though signal the true second coming of Bowie, and pointed the way forward for one easily his best successive trio of albums since the Station To Station-Low-'Heroes' one of the 70s. Now, here's why... The Buddha Of Suburbia OST 1993 ![]() It all started rather inconspicuously with what was until its re-release only a few years ago something of a hidden treasure of Bowie's discography. This was the soundtrack to the excellent Hanif Kureishi's the Buddha Of Suburbia...although in essence it was a soundtrack in name only. True, the title track can be heard in full, and you can hear snippets of the rest of this album here and there, but otherwise this was no TV soundtrack - it was a full-length studio album by Bowie almost full of new and exclusive songs. The fact that for some bizarre reason it was marketed as a soundtrack album meant that the music industry pretty much regurgitated it on sight, like a hot bombay mix when you've had one too many at your local. Anyway, musically this album is just beautiful, and asking me to describe it as some lame-arse record company genre label would be like asking Joe Rogan to accurately describe his last DMT trip. That's not to call this album trippy or psychedelic or whatever - to be perfectly blunt, it's not. I could be a lazy bastard and call it alternative rock, and I'm sure I'd put it in that section if I worked in HMV or something, but there's a lot more to this album than that. There are two amazing new age (yes, I said it - new age!) instrumentals, there's a full-blown jazz instrumental...besides that you can tell that this was a rock album recorded by three guys (Bowie, Erdal Kizilcay and Mike Garson) recording all the instruments themselves, and...just listen to it yourself. If it weren't for the lame duck final track (and it's about as lame as ducks get really), this would definitely be in my top tier of favourite Bowie albums. Highly, highly recommended. 1.Outside 1995 ![]() And then there's its followup - the mighty, mighty Outside! Without being too much of a randy fanboy about it, this album is just fantastic. You could hear a progression from Black Tie White Noise to the Buddha Of Suburbia, and just like that you can hear the artistic progression from the Buddha Of Suburbia to Outside here. While the more ambient and even new age portions of the preceding album are basically totally done away with the same, no doubt jam-oriented approach to writing and recording songs in the studio is opted for, as opposed to David Bowie demoing them in his living room and talking about them over coffee and donuts with the session musicians. Given that there's a very, very loose narrative to the songs here about a sadistic cult of outsider artists murdering a teenage girl for art's sake, a much darker twist is given to the overall sound. The jazz influences are used a lot more here and there's a very metallic, industrial rhythmic method that underpins most of the songs here. Did I mention there's quite a lot of funky bass too? What we've got at the end of the day is another one of Bowie's most criminally underrated albums...coming to it as a newbie you'll probably think of it in one of these two ways. 1. Holy crap, this is the best thing I've heard all week! I'm going to go give my Simple Plan CDs to the pub down the road for use as ashtrays and spend this weekend locked in my room with this album, a jar of raw coffee and a pair of headphones. 2. What is this pretentious bullshit (which I guess makes it kinda fitting for a thread by a fella called Bulldog)?! Is David Bowie seriously trying to sound like a 70 year-old man for this spoken word track?! Again, just listen to it, as it's awesome and has plenty of Bowie's better songs on it. Another album that without it's flaw (being a tad overlong and having those bloody stupid segue tracks in this case) would be one of the man's very best. It's as scary as it is catchy, as lively as it is pensive...and so on. Earthling 1997 ![]() Here's an album which, to be honest, isn't quite as good as I once thought it was. Don't get me wrong; it's still a very, very good album, and is again very underrated. I would say that it's the weakest of this little trilogy though. Regarding the sound, often the combination of sounds that Outside threw at us would end up sounding a tad like big beat electronica or even jungle music (tracks like I'm Deranged and We Prick You, especially), and this album is basically fully-fledged...big beat electronica and jungle! Well, to be fair only three of these songs sound at all like jungle/d'n'b, and labelling it as such would be unfair to an album which is essentially the David Bowie sound of old being re-wired with a type of contemporary pop motor for the day. Again, it's home to some of my favourite Bowie songs ever, but overall it's just not quite as good as the two albums that preceded it. I don't what it is...maybe it's that Union Jacket on the sleeve art that reminds me too much of Geri Halliwell, or that a version of one of its songs was on the soundtrack to that steaming pile of shit known as Showgirls. Either way, it stands as a good Bowie album but not an essential. It is though a necessary part of this trilogy, and definitely worth having. Much more commercial than the two albums before it, but at the same time a lot better than the MOR twaddle called Hours that was just around the corner. |
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Hey guys. If anyone particularly wanted to see what I had to say about Bitter:Sweet and Kris Kristofferson by now, your luck's out! I've had an awful lot of non-interwebz stuff catch up with me and raise a bit of a ruckus lately, so haven't really had the time or mental energy to write anything fitting about them for this thread. From Monday onwards things are definitely gonna clear up though, and since it's been far too long since I last stuck an album post in this 'ere thread, you can expect something like that around about then.
In the mean time, here's a random video to make up for lost time; And now for a couple of epic choonz... Artist: Midnight Oil Tuneage: Read About It Another one of those artists I may as well flag up with every 5th post here - they're just that immense. If you missed it, I got most of the overblown fanboy worshipping over and done with here...I think. I don't really read back on the posts I make here y'see ![]() Whatever it was I said, I'm pretty sure I didn't call that Oils album my favourite - that'd be between this and two or three others beside it. I'm sure I also said way back when that along with fellow Sydney...ers the Celibate Rifles, the Oils here were far and away the most consistently decent band to emerge from the Australian punk/garage scene of the late 70s. I'd probably ranks these guys above the former though - as generally good as their albums are, the Rifles basically sound the same on each one. The Oils had a way of shaking up the formula a bit, basically. Anyway, this one's from the magnificent 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 album of 1983, and it's one where you can sense a kinda bridge between the band's loud, punk-centric roots and the more commercially-aimed pop stylings of, say, Diesel and Dust. This here was the song that brought 10-1 to my attention and, subsequently, was responsible for my getting reacquainted with them about 5-odd years after first hearing Beds Are Burning and casting it off with a resounding meh. Not only home to one of the most typically student-lefty lyrics I've ever heard, but also one of the best riffs too. Artist: Graham Coxon Tuneage: Bittersweet Bundle Of Misery Here's another one that takes me waaaaaay back. I'll just get a bit more comfy in my rocking chair, wait for my mug of cocoa to cool down a bit before I get right down to the real nitty-gritty... I remember hearing this in...what was it, 2004? 2005? Whenever it came out. Anyway, I was still smarting from a) Blur's splitting up and b) the notion that a miserable piece of junk that sounded so clanky and robotic it might as well not have been recorded by warm-blooded mammals (Think Tank) was to be the last album that Blur would release. It was the sad end of an era for me. Being the spunky, red-blooded 90s kid that I am, Blur and Oasis were basically my musical education as I grew up...barring the kinda stuff I'd here my parents listening to, but that's a different story for a different time. Anyway, there was this song here that made its way onto the airwaves back when I was only just forming what would become my current musical taste and, needless to say, I remember just falling in love with this thing. Although you could say it's a pretty damn cynical song about a character being pissed off with his high maintenance girlfriend, this song just seemed to me to ooze the kind of joy and colour that I loved in the Blur sound of old, and was missing from the awful Think Tank and their half-good self-titled album (13 was the only album where that sound worked for me, but again, different story, different time). And so I hunted down the album this song belonged to - Happiness In Magazines. Although it was met with the kind of universal praise every Christopher Nolan film seems to get these days, I didn't really like it so much when I first heard it. It was good, yeah, but songs like People Of Earth and Freaking Out just annoyed me. Bear in mind though that that was 6 or 7 years ago, and that I haven't listened to this album since. In fact, I was only reminded about it when a flatmate had this very song on the go while we were playing FIFA 2011 (which I totally beat him at by the way ![]() And...yeah, that's it I guess. Check back for mor albumness later in the coming week, as all that's definitely in the pipeline. |
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