Poor neglected Hey Charlie! i’m sorry we’ve been such unresponsive parents recently. It’s the same excuses about galleries and hospitals, but that wouldn’t stop the realisation that if there were a weblog equivalent of the social services we would have been put away for leaving Hey Charlie! on the bus, or forgetting to warm the milk properly, or dressing the wee bairn up in flea-bitten rags, or something. Again, apologies are all we have.
Although i, thomas, (hello, good to see you again) have a scrap of evidence this time. A lot of the exhibitions i get involve in don’t really tend to be seen by many people, or even have much work in them, but at least every now and then there is a bit of a gem. This is an exquisite bit of noise from a sound exhibition i recently wrote the press release for, i recommend using headphones and a horizontal positioning.
Elizabeth Banks - Beach
Anyway, back to today’s procedures, we have a few belated birthdays to deal with. Yesterday, for instance, Noel Gallagher turned forty years old, while, on Monday, Kylie Minogue turned Still Too Young To Be Past It. This is the sort of time where the perils of a shared blog come to the fore – i prefer Kylie, while she prefers Noel. Not in a who-would-you-want-stuck-with-you-on-a-desert-island-with-you-before-you-get-rescued-and-move-to-the-countryside-together-to-drink-tea-all-day-and-make-babies sort of way, but in a way that simply and purely involves just the music. (Yes yes, i like Kylie for her music. You can’t really argue with this, this, this and this as proof that perfect pop music does exist – although i suppose you can really, but you’d be arguing against me.)
However, because Bianca is not here at the moment, i’ll take her side and give you something from Noel. Although, admittedly, if she was here she’d probably play you something by that band he’s in, whereas i think his best moments have been away from that. For instance, this. And similarly this, although i’m including that equally because it is probably my favourite music video ever ever. So much so that i’m going to embed it. Right here.
But anyway, as i was saying, Noel’s occasionally been pretty handy at the whole trad-indie acoustic guitar songsmithery thing, and ten or twelve years ago The Band He’s In could pass for being reasonably exciting, but i’d much rather he teamed up with his mates
to do fourteen-minute guitar solos while battling a sitar over an insanely funky neo-bhangra freakout. Like so:
Cornershop feat. Noel Gallagher – Spectral Mornings
And if i had to include a cover version of a song That Band did, well, i’d play you something that makes Mike Flowers Pops’ rendering of their 'art' sound positively ferocious. The natural progression is to go from the lounge to…the cocktail lounge!
The Lance Gambit Trio – D’You Know What I Mean?
And whilst we’re doing many happy returns, it turns out that At The Club by Kenickie became ten years old while we were away. Yes, we feel old. Just in case you missed it…
Kenickie – Come Out 2nite
Sorry again for the absence, we have a lot of post to play to you and some Annals Retentives too, just as soon as we’ve got off YouTube of course.
