Time for some reviews I think.
Sleator-Kinney: The Woods
The brilliance of this album was driven home to me when it was nicked from the car by one of the teenage boy wonders only four days after I bought it. Usually it takes a couple of weeks for the sound to percolate through his curly mop, grown to hide his seventeen year old face from the rest of the world.
Thankfully I had uploaded it. I need say no more, it has all been said by people more qualified than me to talk about grinding guitars and screaming bass lines.
Precisely, it should have been the other way round.
Corinne Bailey-Rae: Corinne Bailey-Rae
Just Like a Star is a great love song. I like this album like I like my pink suede stiletto boots, because I bought it on the basis of a review and often that’s a bit hit and miss (unless it’s Franks of course). And just like my pink suede stiletto boots, it turned out to be totally me once I got it home.
I believe it’s being uber-hyped across the pond. Over here, it made a little splash, but nothing much, too soft for the R ‘n’ B sistas in Halifax, too girlie for the boys, too English for the Yankified. Just right for this girl.
Bruce Springsteen: The Seeger Sessions
Well, you knew I was going to buy this one didn’t you. Mweh… I do like the idea of it very much, and it is great for round a campfire when you’re getting the beers into you and the fire going, but it gets on my nerves after a while. Plus I can’t upload it as the cd/dvd thingummy setup it’s on won’t fit in my cd-rom.
Mundy: Live and Confusion
Somebody sent me this for my birthday. Again it’s a cd/dvd combo disc so I can’t upload it which means I don’t play it very often, as I don’t have a car anymore.
Keane: Under the Iron Sky
U2. Joshua Tree. Updated only slightly.
I feel old now.
It’s very whingey. And I believe Chaplin’s gone for a little rest in the Priory, so maybe the rest of them are getting a break now. But there are lyrics like:
Sometimes I get to feeling that I’m stranded in the wrong town…Is it any wonder that I’m tired/ Is it any wonder that I’m uptight
Bless him. He should try being sent to Glace Bay Nova Scotia for an election campaign.
When are the people who invent formats on computers going to invent something additional to Bold, Italics and underline.
The album’ll do for a Thursday night listen with a glass of wine and an absorbing task though.
Sam the Record Man: Halifax Indie Sampler 2006
Terry, my main man in Sam’s (who sells me my medicine, as he says) made me buy this the other day. It was only six bucks though. I’m just popping it on now, so I’ll go onto books and come back to this when I’ve had a listen.
I’ve had a listen. That was a bit of a letdown. Not as good as Ian’s magic Ireland mix. Honestly, I didn't like one song on it and the production values were crap.
NOT WORTH SIX BUCKS EVEN.
1 comment:
fuvckin hate Keane. But there were some hilarious dirty text messages doing the rounds on popbitch that he (the singer) had supposedly sent to some groupies.
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