October 30, 2005
As you can see, I was my inner monster. Which apparently is a little French or Italian. And a whole lotta dodgy.
My outer monster is a little hung-over this morning. Thank god for daylight savings. Though I don’t really feel like I gained an hour.
A’ight, time to go to work.
October 29, 2005
There was a general dour vibe at the ol’ Cambie last night, which, for myself, was probably heightened by my general fatigue. But it was around the time Joey Chaos began telling me the gothic and unfortunate details of his life, the evening took a turn for the strange. After Apricot Rock gave the Cub treatment to another batch of indie-rock classics, The Paper Cranes gave the Elvis Costello / XTC / Madness treatment to a batch of marginally decent originals. Then The Sheds gave the Sheds treatment to The Sheds’ songs. And Bob, after buying the table a pitcher, began interpretive Tai Chi dancing which he seemed to try to involve me in, which I wouldn’t have any of. This is when he began throwing all the vacant bar stools and chairs, somewhat violently, into a pile at front of the stage. He left shortly after without saying a word.
October 26, 2005
Country Club mall kind of sucks for shopping. Did find a prop for Chelsea’s costume. And overheard fantastic conversation at Curious Comics regarding a stereotypical comic store troll asking the girl behind the desk for relationship advice. Seems the girl he likes just broke up with her boyfriend and has told said troll that she doesn’t want another relationship right now. He didn’t know what that meant, poor fool. Poor girl behind the counter who was trying to explain it to him.
October 23, 2005
Tagged by charenton_
List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre,
whether they have words, or even if they’re any good, but they must be
songs you’re really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your
Livejournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to
see what they’re listening to.
Devendra Banhart – Chinese Children
The Ladies and Gentlemen – stay
Ladytron – Beauty*2
Emiliana Torinni – Sunnyroad
Reid Paley – Lucky’s Tune
CocoRosie – Beautiful Boys
Sly and The Family Stone – Don’t call me nigger, whitey
October 22, 2005
Echo and The Bunnymen: Siberia
Not the return-to-form it’s been billed as. Though some of the trademark sound of their glory days has been resurrected, none of the fire has. A very nice sounding collection of safe songs for the aging hipsters of 1980 set. In fairness, better than, say, Matchbox 20.
Go-Betweens: Ocean’s Apart
Ocean’s apart from what you liked about “Before Hollywood.” See above review.
October 22, 2005
Rolling Stones: A Bigger Bang
Shockingly, dumbfoundingly, frighteningly even, not that bad. I’m loathe to admit it’s kind of good. I suspect they either dusted off some lost masters from the early seventies or hired some kids to lay the backing tracks for Jagger to sing over. Maybe their illegitimate tour children.
New Order: Singles
Why yet another New Order compilation? And if so, why include the redundant Blue Monday ’88 remix instead of including the 90’s remake of Temptation which actually improved on the original? Will there ever be a really good New Order compilation? If you’re wondering, yes it’s basically “Substance” with the 2nd disc of b-sides replaced by the 90-00’s a-sides.
African Brothers: Meet King Tubby
A lost dub session unearthered for exploitation and you listening pleasure. High quality roots dub from the 70’s but mostly unfinished takes that suddenly stop mid-beat around the 2:30-3:15 mark without even the benefit of a lingering echo. It’s especially noticeable this was an abandoned project on the tracks that are obviously mastered from a very dusty dub-plate. Still, a dodgy King Tubby session from the 70’s is better than most any other dub.
October 21, 2005
In the mail today, a package of delights from Adrian. Including a poster of a Korean gospel boyband(?) and the most delicious microwave popcorn we’ve ever tasted. Though there is a somewhat scary clown on the package.
Customs must have a file on Mr. Burrus as it appears they went as far as to open up and inspect the popcorn package itself. I imagine they suspected it was a brick of hash.