Thursday, December 27, 2007

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A Year

Month of December very calm between ourselves, as you may have noticed. This is not for lack of inspiration, favorite songs or topics to cover, just a lack of time due to travel abroad and a busy agenda. All this however does not prevent me to listen to news, listen to some pearls and older to attend concerts memorable probably I'll discuss in the coming weeks. This blog will continue in 2008, after a year and a very pleasant unexpected success of esteem. It will for me a simple pleasure, born of a desire to write and share. The frequency of tickets does not accelerate, the goal is always to one per week. The idea is to allow me not to become a slave to my hobbies, attempting to write thoughtful notes, and avoid overdose regular readers (I personally almost never read any blogs regularly, their rate m exhausts).

To close this year 2007, I can not help succumbing to the vice of all music nerds, the year-end lists. 2007 was a very good year in my case: several major discoveries, some very beautiful albums of artists confirmed and an unusual percentage of concerts that have made their entry in the hit parade of best live experiences of my life (a list that I've never actually tried to establish). I'm not a big fan of such lists. I'm actually completely unable to establish an official top10 of my favorite albums this year. My appreciation of music depends so much on my mood, place or period in my life when I listen. The album that totally blow me a few months ago may very well be running up the dust at this moment is not not because I do not love her but because I lack the desire to listen at that time. Any attempt at classification of year-end would inevitably be biased by the albums that fascinate me the hour or I compile the list. So here, in alphabetical order, the eleven albums that marked me most this year (eleven because I do not know where I could withdraw from the list to arrive at ten). Some of which I spoke, some of which I have not spoken, some of which I speak, perhaps.

  • Elliott Smith - New Moon
  • Frog Eyes - Tears of the Valedictorian
  • Handsome Furs - Plague Park
  • Hearts of Black Science - The Ghost you Left Behind
  • Marissa Nadler - Songs III : Bird on the Water
  • Napoleon IIIrd - In Debt To
  • Okkervil River - The Stage Names
  • Ola Podrida - Ola Podrida
  • Panda Bear -Person Pitch
  • Sunset Rubdown - Random Spirit Lover
  • The National - Boxer

Les deux enregistrements I listened to most this year were not yet albums, but the EP.

    Adam Gnade & Youthmovies
  • - Honey Slides
  • This Town Needs Guns - Split (with Cats and Cats and Cats)


much for the recordings. Yet live I like most music. See the pieces that we know come to life, to be reworked, be supplied without intermediaries can be a source of satisfaction much higher than registration, as this may be a disappointment. The live experience is for me inseparable from the music in general. With the help of my seat and used my poor memory, I have total 75 concerts in 2007, the real number is probably a bit above because I probably forgot a few parts that have not first left traces. Unfortunately no summer festival this year, I hope to catch next year. Among these 75 concerts I feel much more capable of producing a ranked than albums. Some artists we love disappoints, other surprises. So here, in the order this time, who in 2007 left me on my behind.

  1. Akron / Family @ AB Club - 17.04.07 - Brussels
  2. Justice @ Ubel und Gefärlich - 12.07.07 - Hamburg
  3. Patrick Watson @ Botanique Rotonde - 10.05.07 - Brussels
  4. Scout Niblett @ The Chapel Boondael - 30.05.07 - Brussels
  5. Okkervil River @ Knust Club - 27/11/2007 - Hamburg
  6. Emmy the Great @ King's College - 06/11/07 - London
  7. The Blood Brothers @ Trix - 29/01/2007 - Antwerpen
  8. Frog Eyes @ D-Cliq - 31.10.07 - Luxembourg
  9. Handsome Furs @ Cactus - 07/10/2007 - Brugge
  10. Beirut @ Postbahnhof - 05.07.2007 - Berlin


hope that the 2008 vintage is as good as the 2007 vintage, I wish you a happy new year.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Sofa Bora 3f, Mp Meble

Jonquil

As winter is knocking at the door the desire to get warm by the fire wood we took a Jack Daniels in hand of course, and feet firmly engulfed in the fur of a polar bear, it goes without saying. At this small stage near the bucolic cliche winter yet lack an element, the soundtrack. These last few weeks, "Lions", Jonquil's second album has been an ideal companion for hibernation. The orchestrations and light parts will create an atmosphere totally mesmerizing, nonchalance sometimes evoking perfectly mastered the debut album of lo-fi Akron / Family ("Lily"), sometimes the softness to live in the western shades of Iron & Wine ('Magdalen Bridge'), or certain passages of nostalgic beauty of the "Tower of Love by Jim Black (" Sudden Sun "). This "Sudden Sun" is just an example of the broad palette of melodic and rhythmic group, able with a simple rhythm of a metronome and some harmonies to turn a walk in a little sensual anthem happy to return with friends. Mixing

unpretentious elements drawn from pop, folk, post rock and even gospel, Jonquil seduced without drowning the listener. They spare us even subtle transitions instrumental among the strongest moments on the disc. The delicacy and fluidity with which they lead the listener to one of the highlights of their album "Lions", is appalling. Some hints of xylophone turn into a rhythm of Parisian accordion, opening the way for a few brief moments chorus telling the story of a world where the lions have replaced men. Out of nowhere, this piece will immediately plunges, accompanied by sounds of thunder. We would like to follow him, see what happens to that spectrum, but the group quickly faded to other projects for us new horizons for us to discover.

But all is not successful. Titles like "Whistle Low" are not just falling into the grotesque where different singers take voice serious and we can not help feeling a slight sense of redundancy when the end of the album. A sense of unfinished business also some songs like "Sleepy Little Pudding" where good ideas and pretty strings are quickly discarded to make room for the vagaries of limited value. This is a biased group to which we must do to truly appreciate the album's finest moments are short-lived. "I guess I should" be afraid, Is That thing's a big decision "they said, summing up perfectly to their music, ambitious but reckless. A lot of ideas, and crafts that blends into the hands of another group could soon reach new heights of self-sufficiency but on the album fit together nicely Jonquil, complement, delight and disappear well before be seized.


Jonquil - Sudden Sun

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Jonquil - Lions

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In writing this column I came across a "Take Away" in Blogothèque

with Jonquil. It would be a shame not to enjoy it.






Friday, November 23, 2007

Busty Milena Velba Galleries

musical Blood Brothers RIP


After weeks of speculation the news has been officially communicated via their website, the Blood Brothers are no more. "Young Machetes", their fifth album released in late 2006, described as their worst album by longtime fans, however, was one of my discs of the year. After a first test half tint on the previous album "Crimes", they had finally found the balance between the screeches and howls other features and sense of melody that they suspected that since "Burn Piano Island, Burn" but they have always persisted in burying them under his brutal. Many thought they had softened, but they delivered an album actually much more subtle and varied. From the outset the Blood Brothers set the tone with their biggest single, "Set Fire to the Face on Fire". Hymn arsonist, screaming in his car by reproducing awkwardly percussion on the wheel. Far from being a shot in the water they outbid the same album with the huge "Laser Life". "Young Machetes" is actually the album's most singable of the group. Can not help but to accompany them on "Spit Shine Your Black Clouds" that verges on romantic stroll for them, yelling for "Vital Beach", to sing the "wooh-oh oh oh oh!" for "Huge Gold AK-47", etc.. This is undoubtedly my favorite album Blood Brothers and one to which I will return the most.

The Blood Brothers are no longer with them and it's a whole part of my musical world that is threatened with extinction. I will not be sentenced to attend only Concert folkeux weeping over their acoustic guitars and other bizaroïdes surrounding himself with drum machines, loop pedals and synthesizers tampered with. Which group will in future give me a good half-pissed concert? The landscape is far from rosy at the moment. I do not believe in the reformation of Rage Against The Machine, At The Drive-In have thrown in the towel years ago, Death From Above 1979 also Mclusky do not talk about ... Fortunately none of the musicians are dead and they are all active in other projects, but none reach the level of the group that made them famous. Jaguar Love and Neon Blonde, both from the Blood Brothers are struggling to convince. I never been cashed The Mars Volta and despite a good debut album Sparta seems to have become a bit anecdotal. Only Future of the Left, from the ashes of Mclusky, leaving their game with "Curses" one of the best rock albums of the year guts.

The Seattle quintet is leaving the summit of his art, it's probably better that way. With their five albums and two concerts I attended (Pukkelpop 2005, Trix 2007) they have at least contributed honorably to destroy my eardrums. Thank you.

Friday, November 9, 2007

Gucci Designer Laptop Skins

This Town Needs Guns Live

The chronicle of four songs from This Town Needs Guns on the album they share with Cats and Cats and Cats, released mid September on the independent label Big Scary Monsters (Yndi Halda, Meet Me in St Louis, Jeniferever) running through my head for some time. I listen to these songs every day for weeks, often several times a day, and I struggle to identify what attracts me so much in this quintet of Oxford. Classically trained guitar / vocals / bass / drums / piano practicing a rock at the cross roads of London and technicians indie melodic North of England can not yet not mean that the group revolutionized a genre. Maybe this is the guitar playing, beautiful and fast, technical without being overbearing, constantly emphasizing the melody feat, devoid of traditional agreements, which truly transforms the guitar into a second voice, a second vector emotion. Or the piano accompanying subtly sweetest moments of their music, knowing how to forget when not required, to return in style to highlight the best passages. Or simply the voice of Stuart Smith, still in the reservoir, perfect for strolling in the streets nostalgic night of a rainy city. Our favorite bands all have an optimal time to be heard and for me it was in this situation I most This Town Needs Guns; when I got home at night, headphones firmly screwed on the ears, hands in pockets, facing a fine drizzle, his face illuminated by the headlights of cars, body randomly bumped by passersby pressed while my mind wanders into their music.

Their music grows just reflection. Whether through the notes that we conjure up images of the past or text posted from city disillusioned, large child who realizes that being adult is not all that it promised it would be.
"I'm sorry I'm a bit down tonight, to all my friends Have Lost Their Minds, Once More, I'm not happy here anymore," said he, opening of "26 Is Dancier Than 4" which opens the side of the album devoted to them. He then spread his findings on his life without complaining, with a touching defeatism in his voice, "It's Just the Same as It Was Before, same faces and I hit the floor", then offering a loophole which does not seem truly believe "And We Danced All the Same to songs, like Back When We Were Young, so let's get out of here while we can". Ramblings of an alcohol sad not find suites. Oddly the title of their second song "If I Sit Still Maybe I'll get out of here" seems more appropriate to their first, but they choose to use it to illustrate a failed romantic relationship. After all its insights the group as a s'externalise finally closing with "It's Not True Rufus, Do not listen to the hat" on which they appear for the first time out of their mind to directly contact a third person "Have some Faith, Do not You Know That This Is Not a race, and we are not contenders. This output comes from the cocoon of a lot more rough times in which the guitars heavier, as if to protect them during the incursion final in the outside world. "We Can Only Be Ignored "they conclude. they are undeceived.

Once again I can only encourage you to get
légalemen t this album for a measly 7 pounds, and thus support group and a label that will be worth the trouble, for whom every penny counts. The four songs from Cats and Cats and Cats are becoming very pleasant too. Until then.


Official Website - Big Scary Monsters - Myspace


This Town Needs Guns - 26 Is Dancier Than 4

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Monday, November 5, 2007

Clip Art For Chap Stick

SDOLE

I attended a small project "A concert - Three columns" for the blog Tox. The idea was to get three different views on the concert Strange Death of Liberal England this Saturday, November 3 at the Rotunda of Botany. You can see the results by clicking here . Again thank you for the invitation to ToX.

and here is what I had to say ...

Early entry and unobtrusive on stage a half-filled rotunda. A member of the group waving a white card bearing the name of the group by way of introduction, taking the audience back to completing the order at the bar and the sound engineer who struggles to find the lever to stop the music. An hour later Strange Death of Liberal England will leave the battlefield after a concert blitzkrieg, as they arrived, simply waving a sign "Dank U". Between the two, not one minute of respite. The group connects the titles of his first album without interruption, even extend a little solo guitar or drums unnecessary to allow time for the other group member to retune before embarking on the next song. Like a battalion of young soldiers guided by the spirit and some great ideas, but gifted messy, lovable but annoying, they lead their assault Music Brussels as they wish, even offend.

While keyboardist stands at attention, Adam Woolway, singer and guitarist in-chief, led the hostilities with his voice distorted with a knack of seducing or hair stand at different times. Unfortunately the sound setting leaves something to be desired (extremely rare in this room) and does not do it justice. The rest of the group likes to exchange instruments, thus adding to the momentum without really convincing either. Eg there is no real drummer but three musicians with a background in drum. Any disruption, it reinforces the martial rhythms on most songs but does them no credit in the flights. Their compositions are as strong as on the disc. "A Day Another Day," "An Old Fashioned War" and "Oh Solitude" are delivered accurately. Sometimes too faithfully. One could imagine an extension of "An Old Fashioned War" to truly lead the public in their fight but they opt to an abrupt end. The final push is on "I Saw Evil" where they will drop everything to take their last song to the next level. A promising group

therefore, still (very) young, but has tremendous qualities and he will continue to follow. Also remains to be seen how long they can keep their silent approach of the interaction with the public and whether they will be able to find another solution without sacrificing the theatricality that is their charm.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Preston And Steve Listen Live

The 90

Ten days without a ticket when I made good resolutions (mental). Yet I listened to more music than ever during this period. For a dance party I threw myself into a colossal work of musical archeology, looking for lost 90s nuggets. What better way indeed set the mood for an evening of playing the card of nostalgia? Easy course, but so effective. Anyway I'm never the last to take the easy way. Guarantee a certain quality of listening the day, evening and I am putasse gladly swapped my last 45 laps of the Scout Niblett for the new Rihanna, my full of Elliott Smith for the best-of Justin Timberlake. Because Vengaboys will ever move the masses uninformed that he should know iLiKETRAiNS carefully select the playlist of his party, whose music is only part of success among others.

In view of this little boom so I scoured the various download platforms more or less lawful and tracklists compilations muddy "seen on TV" in search of these tubes, so I focused on the 90s . Hearing real torture at times, I came to the conclusion that there were three categories of popular hits retro: the titles that have made a card and still remain true small bombs (admittedly dated, but not wrinkled), the success so bad you can laugh now resorts, and bulk of the mass that is doomed to disappear in the collective unconscious, having scored people either one way or the other. As it would be unfortunate if I keep it to myself and my guests, I naturally decided to share it with the world. So here are my top 5 of the two categories most interesting:

The winners: Top 5 hits of the 90 that remain aujourd'hui de véritables bombes

Harvey Danger - Flagpole Sitta

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New Radicals - You get what you give

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Edwyn Collins - A Girl Like You

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White Town - Your Woman

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Mike & The Mechanics - Over My Shoulder

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The losers: Top 5 hits from the 90s so bad that we love them

The Outhere Brothers - Do not Stop (Wiggle Wiggle)

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Kim Kay - Lilali

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Ultimate Kaos - Casanova

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Babylon Zoo - Spaceman

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East 17 - Alright

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Sunday, October 21, 2007

Kate Playground Streaming New

Vietnamese George Orwell - Animal Farm


According wikipedia [en he was a socialist state. Work was completed in 1945, at which time the West did not have complete information about this state, as the Soviet Union, and ideology are Socialist in the most prosperous period may reveal weak my bad. But George Orwell's predictions completely true to what happens afterwards, either in the Soviet Union, China, North Korea or Vietnam. "
Find news on the net that still do not see the file. pdf of this book does. So I had to borrow to get yourself help after the content of some sites in Vietnam.
This is the English translation by Pham Minh Ngoc. Jubinell was rebuilt hyperlinks for the chapter and comment so that reasonable.
left-click on the link to open a new window. Then you can right click on the link and select "Save Link As" to save to your hard drive:
George Orwell - Trai Suc Vat.pdf

On the subject of Animal Farm they have a lot to the table, or both the absurd. Also little known that George Orwell was a party Social Democratic Party members. But only, for another day we will talk more ...


Thursday, October 18, 2007

Brown Mucus Before Menses

Dominique A Black Desire


I listen to some "French song" lately. Not that I dislike, there was a time, or Black Desire, Fersen, Miossec, Arno and others Daniel Helin heartbeat of my days. But then, Bertrand Cantat just coming out of prison so he will have to wait until a new Black Desire, Fersen now revels in silly songs about her dog ("Zaza"), Miossec become sober simply cram his texts and photographs of common places ( "melancholy"), I did not dare listen to the new album of Arno has never confirmed the return to form what was "Charles Ernest" and Daniel Helin bothers me a little. Do not pour out the "new French song" which none are able to hold my attention long ago ... and this is not the new kids like Adrienne Pauly with their style "bad girl" well calculated which I will dive again. But I believe that, as in all genres, just search a bit further than what Michel Drucker and Pascal Negro regurgitate the French average prime time to find wonders. I await your suggestions, I have not the courage of clearing himself.

Still, in this fog of mediocrity, a man continues to push his way out of the spotlight away from the hype of Paris, suddenly album oscillating between good and superb live performances and an intensity rarely equaled . Dominique A lot these days his first live album, "Our driving force, recorded over four days French's tour for the "Horizon". With 15 tracks, the album traces the entire career of Dominique A, not focusing on any particular period, such an assessment stage of his work. Securities that do not believe me on the Horizon as "The Changing" are now among the most beautiful songs on the album. "Everything will be as before" and "Bowling" seem even more dark and disturbing. Even the older titles like "The courage of birds" (15 years ago) have not aged a bit and come here in electrified versions and rhythmic. You can always lament the absence of some great songs from A to Dominica selection (no "Men between them", "In Secret", "How do some living," I could go on) but the choice of songs remains consistent, balanced, leaving room for the strongest texts, the atmosphere heavy. Similarly, those who prefer lighter songs in his repertoire ("While the children play," "The Wind", "Twenty Two Bar", "In a truck", etc..) Will be disappointed. A second CD more cheerful because he is capable, would not have been able to refuse to explore the full range of live M. A. But I nitpick.

Until the new album from Daniel Darc ...

Official Website - Amazon



Dominique A - Everything will be as before (live)



Dominique A - Antonia (live)

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Peditricians In Markham Ontario

Adam Gnade & Youthmovies


Bertrand Cantat was released today. Good news. It will not publish songs alluding to the crime for which he was convicted. Second good news. I do not unbosom myself on the case, everything has already been said. Still, Black Desire has still not found a successor in the French rock scene.

Until then, a souvenir of Black Desire, at the top of their art, won in 2002 to music (mp3 and take away, for those like me who find that this version is far superior to the original).




MP3: The Ecorchés - Live the Victoire de la Musique 2002

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Water Park Schematics




I know that everyone did for Radiohead today. Either. If you want your mind ...

Remember the first time you've listened to "Relationship of Command" by At The Drive-In. If arrived at the fifth track, "Invalid Litter Department," you like me loved the rantings of Cedric Bixler on a discrete electrical background you may love this collaboration between Adam Gnade and Youthmovies. If you love the songs as spoken by Xiu Xiu "Support Our Troops" you may love it too. If you've always hated At The Drive-In and Xiu Xiu you 'll probably love it because this EP is truly resembles neither.

The five tracks of "Honey Slides" are the fruit of a kind of mad poet, Adam Gnade (which has already released an album, a few EPs and collaborations that difficult to find), and a group, Youthmovies ( Soundtrack Strategies Youthmovies formerly with two albums under their belt by that name) zigzagging between a rock and rhythmic dance and experimental electronic. While one recites his texts, in the line of writers like Hubert Selby Jr beat Hunter S Thompson or other build vaults sound borrowing elements from both! (See title track "Honey Slides") than Johnny Greenwood and his famous "machine to make funny noises that operates by plugging and unplugging cables" (like how even when one wants to escape Radiohead ...). The result of such mixtures is however extremely consistent. The group immediately wins first title with a catchy and then seems to take the listener by the hand and lead him progressively familiar environments to unfamiliar territory, gradually clearing the way before him, presenting the difficulties one by one to it n 'In any case finally over. Away from frontal attacks found in Xiu Xiu Youthmovies and Adam Gnade help the listener to tame their world over the pieces. A great success.

"Fill Our dressing rooms With gin and red wine and we'll Give You Back songs, none of this Lasts Forever"

Youthmovies - Adam Gnade - Try Harder Records


Adam Gnade & Youthmovies - Honey Slides



Adam Gnade & Youthmovies - It's Five O'Clock In America

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Burlington Coat Factory Slippers

Old Friends (pt 2): The Good Life Strange Death Of Liberal


What is the probability that a severe Jesuit school in Omaha, Nebraska smoldering simultaneously which will become two of the best folk artists of their generation? What is the probability that they are more best friends? That is what happened to Tim Kasher and Conor Oberst. Childhood friends, one had the success that we know in Bright Eyes while the other deserves at least as much with The Good Life. Kosher released today, "Help Wanted Nights," the fourth album from this group began as a simple solo project, in the shadow of Cursive, and with time became a separate entity. Let us say right away that "Help Wanted Nights" is not his best (see "Album of the Year" released in 2005) but it is a nice surprise this autumn. Originally conceived as

the soundtrack to a screenplay of the same name, "Help Wanted Nights" has become over the design of a collection of songs inspired by the main ideas freely from the film. Difficult indeed to find a thread or reconstruct a story to listen to this album, but it wanted. Despite his creative process different from the regulars will meet The Good Life familiar territory. It contains all the ingredients that have always made the magic of their albums, starting with Tim Kasher's writing that has no equal for writing text sensitive and heartbreaking at once without ever falling into cliché the grieving lover. The love and its torments are yet in the center of each of his songs but he still manages to turn his words beautifully and simply ("You're a fool for The Wounded, I'm a Man in Need of bandages), to play on words and sounds ("You stopped Stopping by to say hello, you started" starting up Every Time I Called ") and to invent effective metaphors (" One man's bed Is Another man's resurrection). His voice slightly broken, hesitating constantly between the bass and treble, strikes a balance between his lyrics and melodies, thus escaping the emotional overload that could come from introverted stories too.

This fourth album is a pretty good success and convinced more than the last Cursive ("Happy Hollow"), in which the talent of Tim Kasher seems to be subsumed in a sea of electric guitars. The instrumentation on this disc are, instead, always sensitive to being easily forgotten behind their leader. Even if The Good Life is now a separate group can feel that all the pieces are developed and run to the acoustic guitar on which are grafted other musicians. And that is how his songs work best ... There is however likely that those are shuttling between his two projects that allow delivery of Kosher as beautiful and personal album than The Good Life.


The Good Life - Picket Fence



The Good Life - Playing Dumb



Official Website - Myspace


And I can not resist to offer you the beautiful duet between Conor Oberst and Tim Kasher, "Drunk Kid Catholic", found on "Noise Floor" album of B sides and Other rarities, Bright Eyes released at the end of last year.

Bright Eyes - Drunk Kid Catholic

Friday, September 28, 2007

Toya Tires Vs Michelin Tires

England

Before continuing the series on our old friends I want to pick on the first album Strange Death of Liberal England, "Forward March!", passed relatively unnoticed on its release in early July. I myself have already briefly mentioned this group of Portsmouth few months ago with the release of their first 45 laps, the awesome "A Day Another Day." I compared the time to an imaginary group in which members of Silver Mt Zion resume the Arcade Fire. To listen to eight tracks that make up this short album I can now refine this a little description. Imagine instead a Silver Mt Zion leaving all his claim to the locker room, focusing on principal, to create real small pop songs where there would be no room for ramblings erreintantes their leader. Add to that the excitement and emotion carried by five people chanting in unison and you'll get concise and powerful songs. The Arcade Fire shadow hovering heavily on the independent rock scene for three years assimilations will rain but it would be unfair to label them as imitators (though it is hard not to think of "Power Out" listening 'Oh Solitude "). Arcade Fire themselves have done that beautifully bring up to date revenues have already been tested and approved by Talking Heads in the 80s or the Beach Boys before them.

"Modern Folk Song" opens the album on an acoustic guitar and electric intertwine delicately, used as background melodic harmonies of Adam Woolway. This first minute is misleading immediately swept by heavy artillery group, their leader saying "Thanks but I'll go my own way" as a snub to the conventional aspect of their introduction. Electric guitars are air and the rhythm starts to kick their voices in unison. "Oh Solitude," the group's second single, sounds urgency and enthusiasm of a young dreamer Army tambourines and great ideas ("I paint my dreams upon the Wall!"). "A Day Another Day" remains the single unstoppable discovered last March, as a band discovering the post-rock. Yet "An Old Fashioned War" that steals the show on this first album. The group appears to be the head of the puppet army of the Wizard of Oz for the lead at the front on a song to accelerate like a Kalinka.

On "Mozart on 33" Strange Death of Liberal England managed to avoid the feeling of repetition as a weaker due to the introduction of a banjo. Following two titles forming a sort of diptych chiaroscuro where the best feelings in the group are offset on a song where the tone and the instruments are much more aggressive and threatening. The album is finally closed on a piece dispensable in the light of what has preceded, where the group finds its deepest influences and shows the world that they have assimilated their lesson well from Mogwai.

hard to understand why an album of this caliber is also confidential. A quick glance at Hype Machine reveals that only two blogs on the thousands listed referred to the group since the release of their album. An injustice that I hope to help repair my way.

Strange Death of Liberal England - An Old Fashioned War



Video of "Oh Solitude"


Official Website - MySpace

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Free Groping In Train

Old Friends (pt 1): Stars & Okkervil River

After two and a half months of wandering I find myself at the head of a mountain of new albums to listen and digest. Before I get into the discoveries I take refuge in the comfort of known territories, new albums from some old friends. Impressions

Stars - In Our Bedroom After the War

I've never been very customer Canadians Broken Social Scene. I have long tried yet. It finally after a concert slightly annoying that I capitulated, this group does not affect me. Just the opposite of side project Cambpell Torquil and Amy Milan Stars. "Set Yourself on Fire" was one of my bedside discs in 2005 and concert in the rotunda of the Botanique in Brussels remains one of my fondest memories of scene (and I do not go too far in saying that this was the also for them if they believe a Torquil tearful repeating between each piece it is the most beautiful place in which they have never played their best gig). So what about this new album that contains both the best and worst of the band's career? If one is armed with his skip button is a great achievement, a worthy successor to "Set Yourself on Fire." After a short intro rhythm of a heartbeat "The night starts here" opens the show so ambiguous. Differences between layers of synth and low saturated feedback and voices of Milan and Campbell who responded. After the first surprise we must recognize that it works pretty well. "Take Me to the Riot", announced first single, is calibrated FM. Their two voices in unison in the verses and a catchy chorus, fast, where Campbell can be let go. Never conventional, however.

The album then flows (very) nicely to "Ghost of Genova Heights" where Campbell unleashes his inner funk. The effort is commendable but is not that Prince wants. Skip. Like all albums Stars to date (it is their fourth), the second part (B side?) Is substantially lower than the first but still of good quality if you forget "Barricade" that seems straight out of an American musical about the French Revolution. The album ends on a title against monumental Perhaps my favorite Stars to date, Campbell succeeds where all he has missed on "Barricade." Of course we must place its shell in the closet. Stars of all manner has never been a band for macho. I can not help but think of "I Fought In A War" Belle And Sebastian listened. It's an overdose of sugar (never both Campbell Croon), full of good feelings ("The Birds sing Listen! Listen The bells ring! The War Is Over!"), Pompous at will (thank you and violins soaring). It could very well be the grand finale of their musical. Yet it's perfect.


Stars - In Our Bedroom After the War


Official Site - Myspace



Okkervil River - The Stage Names


I already talked at length about "Black Sheep Boy" in these virtual pages . Stars like the previous album from Okkervil River has long worn my player. Will Sheff and his band are back two years later and one thing is sure, they want their due. Black Sheep Boy met a great success of esteem but did not (and unjust), revealed to a wider audience. They bad. Will released his electric guitar and bass drum is dusted. The tone is set immediately on "Our Life is Not a Movie or Maybe". This album will definitely rock, its largest. No more cry out with an acoustic guitar in flower gardens (cf. Take Away ). The rhythm accelerates, the pianos were saccadent and a solo electric guitar couillu fact appeared. Sheff's voice soft and serious at times quieter turns to treble when he gets excited and he reveals that aggression was only suspecting him until now. "A Hand to Take Hold of the Scene", the third track on the album, the band surprised many by acrimony seems to be trying to soften the singer about her joining him in a few female hearts and a horn section.

As if he had understood the message, Sheff is a 180 °. "Savannah Smiles", a rocking rhythm of a clock and led to the xylophone. Too bad for those who had succumbed to the darker side, the rest of the album is decidedly calmer. "Plus Ones" could appear on "Black Sheep Boy, Okkervil River is the pure juice. Simple and beautiful. Somewhere at the crossroads of Americana and folk. Will Sheff to console a friend like only a man who also suffered a lot can do it, "No one wants to hear about your 97th tear ...". In the past it might have only performed this song on guitar but today he took on a piano and horns. This is the main weakness of the album. All instruments surrounding Sheff during quieter moments really fail to convince. A feeling that is found too often on songs subdued. Okkervil River works best in rock mode without complex or completely stripped but struggling to find a balance. The quieter tracks at once tinged americana pedal steel and piano seem too loaded and one finds oneself truly is to value the passages where Will Sheff finds himself alone. This balance, however, they are able, the evidence with the superb "Title Track" where the voices and instruments able to complete without ever mixing.

"Black Sheep Boy," opened on the cover of Tim Hardin's song of the same name. This time the Okkervil River decided to honor one of their seniors in closing the album. "John Allyn Smith Sails "Is gradually transformed into" Sloop John B "by Brian Wilson. "I feel so broke up, I want to go home." Very clever one that will detect a recurring theme ...


Okkervil River - Our Life is Not a Movie or maybe



Official Site - Myspace

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Merial Purevax Vaccines







さよなら 大好き な 人 花 * 花

people who love bye bye love those who love
'm still regretting
very very sad coming would return again one of my favorite people still can not forget

can not be anything left everything

myself in this miserable sorry weak large hesitation



people who love goodbye love goodbye love forever

people who love you forever and ever

cry now cry now is the

The mind will become But my favorite person


Me Hear Me Hear
said he told the last stop before the end
Tears In Closing

a smile to remember

Lời bài hát bằng romaji:
Sayonara daisuki na hito
Sayonara daisuki na hito
Mada daisuki na hito

Kuyashiiyo totemo
Kanashiiyo totemo
Mou kaettekonai
Soredemo watashi no daisuki na hito

Nanimo Kamo Kamo wasurerarenai
Nanimo sutekirenai
Konnajibun ga mijimede
Yowakute kawaisou of daikirai

Sayonara Sayonara daisuki in
hito hito daisuki in
Zutto daisuki in hito Zutto zutto daisuki
in hito wa ima

Nakanaiyo
Nakanaide ima wa Kokoro
hanareteiku
Soredemo watashi no hito daisuki in

Saigodato iikikasete
Saigomade iikikasete
Namidayo take
Saiga Egao no oku wo
Oboete Tame

Sayonara Sayonara daisuki in
hito hito daisuki in
Zutto daisuki in hito Zutto zutto daisuki
in hito Zutto zutto zutto

hito daisuki in


Tam dich Vietnamese:
"Goodbye beloved"


bye bye dear beloved
matter what, he will forever be my love. There

pity ... unfortunately
There are many sad ... very sad
I will never go back again
So he will forever be my love. I can not

forget anything
also can not throw away anything.
You're weak and miserable
And you hate yourself is so.


bye bye dear beloved
I will always love you
And he will forever be my love.


I will not cry anymore Oh, do not cry anymore
He is slowly leaving the left
heart though, he will forever be my love.

Please tell me that we ended
Please talk to me until we finish the other
tear, stop running away
Let me remember this smile.


bye bye dear beloved
I will always love you
And he will forever be my love will always
You're my love.


Thursday, August 9, 2007

Optiplex Gx620 Soundtreiber

Benjy Ferree

I interrupt the relative calm of the summer months to talk to Benjy Ferree whose debut album "Leaving the Nest" has been relatively subdued early this year despite an outlet on Domino. Discovered the hazards of my travels over the Internet, his songs attracted me but I did not linger were given the avalanche of news at this time. For some weeks I am yet income is becoming one of my albums of the summer.

These ten songs are a little condensed history of American contemporary music. The journey begins somewhere in Louisiana with "In the country side", a clever mix between a five-beat rhythm that would not have displeased the pioneers Jazz guitar and sometimes acoustic, sometimes electric saturated. Everything is assembled into a pop song worthy of the Kinks. Radical change of tone on "Dogkillers" brings us back to the megacities and dirty misty North Stooges and garage rock influences take over. Benjy Ferree we then retrieves the Bayou, he donned his suit of Charles Ingals, set foot on the stool and gives us a little melancholy lullaby violin while Caroline whistles and strums his washboard with his fingers under the umbrella of the dice sewing. He then resumed his cart, the straw to his lips, and headed to California and sang with a voice worn out by the follies of the day "The Desert", a sunny stroll banjo and maracas. Along the way he remembers his childhood and a past love that he tells us in a nostalgic sort of gospel "Private Honeymoon". Benjy Ferree

seems to come from the same mold that Jack White, with very different influences perfectly understood and acknowledged. His singing at times strongly resembles that of the leader of the White Stripes, especially on tight tracks like "Leaving the Nest". Past "Hollywood Sign" quality pic unfortunately nose. This is very nice but really no longer holds the attention. He uses recipes that worked well the first seven tracks on the album but here it fails to really take off. "In the Woods" for example starts with a beautifully childlike text recalling the finest moments of Daniel Johnston and then sank into a chorus of "Sleeeeeeeep" long shot that leaves a sense of unfinished business. Benjy Ferree is a kind of grocer who put in front of her display her finest fruits and vegetables, varied and attractive range and a little further back those shots and some spots but still quite edible. The whole gives us a very successful debut album in which he presents his entire palette of talent to date but lacks sometimes a little bit of cohesion. Whatever the moment, I feel that this man is just beginning ...


Benjy Ferree - In The Countryside




Benjy Ferree - The Desert



Myspace - Official Website