After Aaron Dessner’s sterling collaborative role on Taylor Swift’s utterly sublime folklore, my interest in The National has been piqued. I’m start from a position of basically not knowing anything of theirs, so can any discerning Afterworders guide me towards what to snog/marry/avoid, so to speak?
What an awful week for music…a true original and a real great. Brave, witty, and unbelievably exciting – I can’t imagine how it must have felt to see him at the time.
In the end, much more man than machine, sadly.
As soon as the name Miranda was mentioned, I took my leave of the ‘Big Night In’ thingy last night…but this popped up somewhere on my feed this morning, and I think as these collaborations go, this is rather good. Thoughts…?
Hi, my new Denon receiver is Bluetooth enabled and I have paired it with my laptop. The first time I did this, the connection worked and I was able to hear playback from Spotify through my hi-fi speakers. I have tried since and it doesn’t seem to be working; the connection is showing there, but now nothing comes out of the speakers. I have tried with Spotify and also music files I have dowloaded on the laptop. When I disconnect the Bluetooth, the playback on the laptop is fine, but as soon as I try to reconnect…silence. Help! I am not a techie in any way, shape or form. I have consulted the manual and online guidance and followed the steps provided, with no joy.
Anyone else rather blimmin’ excited about this?
Sad news, but in fairness he enjoyed an extended Director’s Cut of a life. And he has left us a great legacy of iconic, groundbreaking films. Only last week I was able to enjoy the unearthed footage he shot of Marianne and Leonard in their Hydra idyll, which forms a major part of Nick Broomfield’s wonderful, elegaic film.
It’s my beloved wife’s birthday today…and she shares it with the fragrant La Minogue. I have a tradition of sending out a Facebook greeting to her with a Kylie tune attached; this year I selected the fabulously cool mash-up of ‘Slow’ with ‘Being Boiled’, as witnessed on last year’s poptastic ‘Golden’ Tour, and thought some of you good people would enjoy it, and perhaps share the love by posting your own faves from a surprisingly eclectic and adventurous career. C’mon, you know you can confide in me…
A bit short notice, but in half an hour (9.00pm), Sky Arts are showing a new documentary about how DONOVAN invented The Beatles and Transcendental Meditation in Rishikesh.
In a Natalie Imbruglia stylee, I’m torn – torn, I tells ya! It’s just been announced that the prestigious opening act at the new Hull Venue will be Van the Man. This is something of a coup, and as a long-standing fan I should be really excited that he has deigned to grace us with his presence for the first time in 30-odd years. However, my fan-dom is markedly lapsed, in that I don’t think he’s actually done anything truly great since the early 90s. I’ve seen him give some truly outstanding, transcendent performances up until around the same time, but over the years the new material and live shows I’ve seen on screen have all been a real disappointment. I think the main problem I have is that the voice which was once a thing of beauty is now just a horrible bark, and the idiosyncratic mannerisms and stagecraft I once found endearing I now just find rather irritating. Adding to this the legion of stories about his perfunctory approach to performing (the clocks, etc.) I just don’t get the feeling that renewing my live acquaintance with the fella would be a rewarding experience. And yet, and yet…the residue » Continue Reading.
The Man Who Fell To Earth Deluxe Boxset absolute bargain klaxon!
The O2 Arena, London
When this was announced, my natural excitement was tempered by more than a degree of trepidation and cynicism about what this exhibition would be and how Prince would be represented. The decisions and motivation of his sister and the plethora of ‘relatives’ that suddenly came on the scene in the wake of his death have been the source of much consternation and, er, controversy amongst much of his hardcore fan community; so there remain fears that this, as an extension of the transformation of Paisley Park as a memorial/museum, might just be a quick and tacky cash-in job. Factor in that the curator of the exhibition is a director of Graceland, and the dollar signs seem to be shining brightly. Nonetheless, regardless of these reservations, it’s Prince for goodness’ sake, and it’s the closest I’m gonna get to upstate Minnesota in this lifetime, so of course I was always going to be there. The extension of its run over a period way beyond the original, poignantly resonant 21 days ‘due to unprecedented demand’ led me to imagine queues round the block and a crush at all the displays, but it was a » Continue Reading.
Aged 51. Cause of death, cirrhosis of the liver. Incredibly sad.
It appears that no-one has wished ‘many happy returns’ to the great(est) man DONOVAN on his 71st. As Heppo would nodoubt inform us, 71 is the very best of birthdays.
Hurdy Gurdy to you, old feller.
The wily, irascible old genius has passed away. His contribution to the music we all love in its myriad forms is incalculable.
What a performance! What a win! At 35, coming back from serious injury after six months of not playing a meaningful game, overcoming his absolute nemesis and his own demons from their previous match-ups. And the manner of the victory – his third five-setter of the tournament, being pegged back twice in sets then losing the opening game of the fifth, to then go again and break Nadal twice – just incredible. One of the pundits made a great point that whilst we recognise Rafa’s tenacity, grit and never-say-die approach as something of a trademark, we have tended to overlook the same qualities in Roger because we are dazzled by the apparently effortless elegance of his game…well, after today we should never be in any doubt that he has The Right Stuff in abundance.
Crikey, two more today – Farage (yay!) and now Chris Evans, from Top Gear. Still waiting for ‘Man Of Steel’/frail ’70 year old’ (you decide) to be on trend, though.
So, here we are. Thirty six years since Adam and I first had the pleasure (a riotous, aborted gig in Hull on the original KOTWF Tour), we meet again to relive those glorious days of Antmania. I have loved the Kings Of The Wild Frontier album for decades; it remains timeless, primal, witty and unique, particularly in the context of the teen pop stardom that arose from it (see the link above for a great Alexis Petridis Guardian piece on the Ant phenomenon). So I arrived at the Barbican with a high degree of excitement, and a little trepidation. Having just finished reading his (excellent) autobiography, I have become much more aware of the extent and depth of Adam’s mental health issues, and was a little worried that they had eroded his performing abilities or that the strain of such a high-profile tour would be having a detrimental effect on his well-being. Those concerns were put to bed immediately by his arrival on stage. Supported by a terrific band anchored by the iconic two (female) drummer attack, he swaggered on in full Hussar/pirate regalia and launched into a roof-raising ‘Dog Eat Dog’, following on » Continue Reading.
Year: 1984 Director: Albert Magnoli
A special screening of this landmark Prince movie in tribute to the great man’s passing. Coming some 32 years since I last saw it on the big screen, this was – for obvious reasons – a very hard watch at times, inevitably now coloured and shaped by the shock of recent events. The music and performances remain peerless, but watching him throw those phenomenal dance moves on his signature vertiginous heels carries a terrible poignancy with the dread knowledge of their ultimate consequence. It’s also a shock to be reminded of how bleak the domestic plotline is, and that to his credit Prince didn’t shy away from portraying his character as, frankly, a bit of a twat at times. The intensity of the dramatic scenes are, as ever, leavened by the inter-band rivalry and particularly the brilliant Morris Day. The film’s emotional crescendo is usually reached with the climactic performance, but to be honest, in this awful post-April unreality, I was gone at the sight of the opening silhouette.
Amid the dampened hankies, my wife and I were able to reflect on the huge part Prince has played in our shared life for nearly thirty » Continue Reading.
Another sad day for the music community, and the Bowie universe in particular. A great talent.
By all accounts a lovely man, and until recently a pretty underrated comedian. RIP, little Ron.
Having heard a couple of songs by BNC on the radio this evening, my missus was suitably impressed (she’s never heard her before). This put me to thinking that I’d like to get her a CD as part of her Valentine’s surprises. I know there are a few fans around here, and wondered if there was a good introductory/primer album, other than the Greatest Hits. Would welcome your advice. Thanks.