(There will be a response to Simon’s Sixties thing….)
Even though Scott has said it all. Homegrown music is more exciting than at any time since Britpop. That exciting, eh? Three words: British Sea Power. Yep. That exciting.
J. G. Ballard season , BBC Four Like his admirer Jean Baudrillard, Ballard has for a long time resembled a rogue AI, repermutating the same few themes ad infinitum, occasionally adding a sprinkling of contemporary detail to freshen up a limited repertoire of fixations. Fixations, fixations. Appropriate, since, after all, Ballard’s obsession is …. obsession. […]
Meme with his version of the Progblog pantheon: K-Punk: King Crimson (mucho erudition around a solid rhythmic base. But any more Dr fucking Who and you’re The Enid, got it?) The Enid it is then… 🙂 Afro-Futurism = Black Prog Kodwo Eshun = Yes fan Worse than that, he likes Roger Dean … Uh-oh, so […]
k-punk joins the chorus of approval for the truly excellent tufluv . Wish he/she’d break up her paragraphs a bit, though. What’s I Feel Love in the Progblog stakes? Rush? Any suggestions, Angus? And A Time For Fear?
I reckon the blog phenomenon is now entering its own early 1970s. If that means we’re out of the Sixties, great! Speaking of the early 70s, great oldstyle (in every good way) Wire piece on Miles’ Jack Johnson Sessions in the current issue, for those who ain’t seen it. (And Ian’s round up of the […]
no, I have the pallor of the Lower Middle Class, the self defeating approach to life, the belief it stops here with job with lifelessness. I don’t know why they have an illness called Depression. That’s just being Lower Middle Class isn’t it? The intelligence but not the confidence to express it, the rising anger […]
It’s a bit mad living in the environs of London without a decent radio. I’m getting increasingly frustrated being turned onto all this stuff (a) you can only hear on the pirates or (b) for eight quid a throw or (c) on mp3. (Having a Mac means downloading ain’t as easily as it could be, […]
Somewhat superfluous to recommend going to TWANBOC this week. Because you’ve been already been there, seen the movie, got the T-shirt. Right?
Jess really excels himself here, in his evocation/ evisceration of two videos we’ve also skewered at k-punk, though much less eloquently. Check his description of Beyonce as a ‘Jim Rose Circus sideshow freak with detachable joints, a writhing horror of multiple motors and gears all operating independently of each other for full booty impact. She […]