Sunday, March 19, 2006

Last night at home


On Friday I was preparing to go back to the mother country (France). Instead of packing, I started to record one of those podcast things. Well there was so many songs that I wanted to share as they've been on my walkman throughout winter. The program is pretty moody and melancholic, which is sometimes how I feel the night before going home or rather, the place one calls home as in where you've grown up. For me it's always the change of culture that makes me reflective. It's like switching from one identity to another, not that it' unpleasant but my first reflex is to reach for a constant. Music helps greatly to get back to a moment where, whatever happens, you'll feel the same way about something, the sounds would stir familiar feelings. The program is split in two, so you can listen to one part while you download the other.

Last night at home pt1
Last night at home pt2

In part 1 you'll find:
Vera November - flourish (music for These Horses)
Make Up - watch it with that thing
Wet Dog - steal a car
The Knife - heartbeats (session)
Black Lips - hippy hippy hoorah
I'm Being Good - sixteen children's eyes
Bonga - venda poro
Vera November - our last night together

In part 2 you'll find:
Dirty Three w/ Catpower - great waves
Sprills of Ore - hidden away
Failed Rockets - maybe I
excerpt from Jean Vigo's L'Atalante
Ray Rumours - looking for you
Frànçois - I'm so glad I met you
Tuenayo - polie snay
Jenny Wilson - a hesitating cloud of despair
Charlottefield - how long
Electrelane - oh sombra (session)
Las Pulpas - vaya momento

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

I remember....


Wow, how long has it been since my last post? Sorry if you've been lurking around here during a bored moment and didn't find anything to occupy your mind. In the meantime, I've been doing stuff like...working (mmm) and playing music (ahhhh). In fact, I played my first gig with Failed Rockets, we had a blast! Even more as were supporting Falling Boy, Dreamer and Leopard Leg!! I'm just posting this one quickly, I had a dream that Failed Rockets could be a reincarnation of The Orchids (pictured). I mean, we don't really do vocal harmonies (yet) but I reckon I look like the middle one. The Orchids were three 14 to 16 year old girls from Coventry, they released a handful of singles in the early to mid sixties.

The Orchids - don't make me mad


And I'm obsessed with the following song. Does that make me gay?

Jackie DeShannon - I remember the boy