But viewers of the above *cough* “official visualizer”, especially those of you with an 1NCEL post code, may be encouraged to nurture the dangerous belief that the female mammalian protruberance is a smooth near-spheroid, akin to the buttock; further, that the nipple is a male phenomenon.
A fine movie. My DVD has an extra called “16 Pamtastic minutes” which I will leave to your imagination but suffice it to say a trapeze and hose pipe are involved. So I’m told.
It’s actually a remake of “Casablanca” you know (really!).
Yes, I knew it’s a pistache of Casablanca. It is a terrific movie. Unfortunately, I’ve never got past the title sequence, which in the unrated version includes not only a hosepipe and a trapeze but a non-stick pan set, a teddy bear, and a lovely box of chocs.
Beyoncé’s findings were multidimensional, generation-spanning histories of the genre, as well as the culture that informed its image and heritage. The visual and sonic presentations of the record are meticulous and intentional, and her message is clear to those who are willing to engage earnestly enough to receive it. The nods are in the music but also in the language surrounding the album. It’s in the featured guests, the song titles, and the promotional marketing. It’s in the intentionality of her declaring: “This ain’t a country album. This is a Beyoncé album.”
Her cover of the Beatles’ Blackbird is astute – Paul McCartney wrote it in tribute to the Little Rock Nine, a group of nine Black students who faced discrimination after enrolling in the all-white Little Rock high school in 1957 – if inessential, and there’s a distinct qualitative sag in the middle. It’s remedied by the simple expedient of going wildly off-piste: if the lambent soft-rock of Bodyguard gets you wondering whether the “departure into country” tag strictly fits Cowboy Carter, the sudden appearance of a straightforward hip-hop track, Spaghetti, confirms that it isn’t.
At first Texas Hold ’Em seems like a straightforward floor-filler. Named after a variant of poker, it features Beyoncé calling on everyone to put down their cards and take part in a “real-life hoedown”. So far, so escapist. But when she announces, “There’s a tornado in my city. Hit the basement, that shit ain’t pretty” the mood changes entirely, like the song is offering comfort in the face of scary forces outside. As with all the best pop — and country — it is simple and complex at the same time and a seriously good addition to the Beyoncé canon.
I always give Beyoncé a listen, because she’s an interesting artiste who can’t really be pigeonholed (oh, stop) and quality is a given. I’m impressed, as I usually am, by the energy and variety. Here she seems to be at once giving us an ironically knowing wink – this isn’t *really* country music – while delivering what country music is famous for, simple emotion. The best songs here will probably be covered by country artists, and why not? My favourite songs so far are …. oh shit. I haven’t listened to it at all. I might – it was at the Eel Market this morning – if someone whose critical judgement I respect gives it a thumbs up. Who am I kidding. I respect nobody’s critical judgement. Still, though … is this enough content, Lodes?
Is Beyoncé 4 real? I’ve found myself asking that question many times over the course of her career.
Beyoncé is a commodity, a brand, a commercial product, capable of shifting millions of units all over the world. She’s been schooled in the dark arts of self promotion and maintaining an image from a very young age, first by her father and then by her husband, one of the most astute operators in the music industry.
I loved Lemonade because it was a raw representation of her state of mind and lived experience. It was definitely 4 real.
I haven’t heard this latest one but all the hype around it makes me wonder.
You’re choosing this, now, to interrogate the role and nature of the artist in the context of hypercapitalism? It’s never occurred to you before? Honey, is you trippin’?
It’s strange how you keep subtly instructing us all not to mention Taylor Swift by the cunning ruse of mentioning Taylor Swift. But you’re not obsessed, no sirree!
About six years ago my wife purchased four hens as part of a project she was working on. Having taken her employer to court for not paying her as much as her male colleagues and settling out of court with the charity that she worked for accepting that she was unfairly paid less, Mrs Paws had to leave her job. With no job to go to, and feeling the stress of 18 months legal issue over a role where she would have been paid £18k pro rata, she decided to take a break. For no obvious reason other than to stick it to the man, my wife got about bricklaying, designing, building and putting in place the most spacious environment for four hens. On its completion Mrs P and Mini Paws nipped off to a local garden centre and purchased four hens, of which I was allowed to name one. Alongside Liesel, Muffin and Heidi we brought home Beyonce, a beautiful Rhode Island hen. She was the most receptive of all of our attention. I have multiple photos of my young daughter holding on to her without any fuss or bother. We all loved Beyonce and she was well known amongst friends and family, who would always ask “how’s Beyonce doing?”
It was the toughest thing when finally Beyonce passed on, just shy of her fifth birthday. I would have hated to see the face of my daughter’s form teacher on the day she went into class in tears and said “Beyonce’s dead!”
Anyway, the news that Beyonce Knowle has a news LP out fills my heart with gladness and reminds me of our beautiful red chicken. Are the songs any good?
The bricks stopped any foxes from breaking in. Genius idea, really (but that’s Mrs Paws for you). I think she made up some mortar in a bucket (we didn’t hire a cement mixer or anything). Stayed upright until it was recently knocked down (intentionally I should add).
What is she asking Texas to hold? Plastic surgery seems to have supplanted any role gravity might play, if the picture offers the answer to my question.
Not once have I said I like it but it’s getting rave reviews everywhere, selling shedloads and we continue to discuss which Pink Floyd album is best? It’s like this place is full of ancient crusties…oh
Rubbish, we’re quite modern and with-it, sometimes we talk about people like Wilco and Radiohead, who are mere boys in their late 50s and in some cases even have their own teeth.
See, that’s what’s wrong with this “Forum”, a complete lack of objectivity, a mindless obsession with the “importance” of popular music.. hold on, that’s me you’re talking about
Well I’ve listened to it precisely once but thought it sounded fabulously listenable and enjoyable. Will see if that first impression holds up with further plays.
I’ve listened to it today and I reckon it’s good, if a little overlong. There isn’t much country and western on it as far as I could tell (Willie Nelson cameo aside).
salwarpe says
Has Ian Anderson put on weight?
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Don’t you hate it when you can’t edit the OP? Honestly, I’m not sure why we pay The Mods so much.
NigelT says
You can within 15mins..?
H.P. Saucecraft says
Fifteen minutes? Lodey hasn’t managed that since the ‘eighties. Allegedly.
Lodestone of Wrongness says
15 minute rule does not apply to OP. Simple to change one would have thought but no ..too busy with the air fryers
dai says
I think it does. You just have to use the “Edit Post” option
Gary says
I think it only works if you’re sober though.
Lodestone of Wrongness says
I tried hitting Edit Post several times but kept spilling my wine
Moose the Mooche says
Poor dai, he must be missing telling people to use the box.
H.P. Saucecraft says
He’s having counseling.
Moose the Mooche says
Use the box of tissues!
Lodestone of Wrongness says
fitterstoke says
Oh my!
H.P. Saucecraft says
If you want to get a clearer idea of what womens’ breasts look like, I suggest watching the opening credits to Barb Wire.
fitterstoke says
You’re “genuinely horrible”, HP – but I don’t think anyone would describe you as “avant garde”…
H.P. Saucecraft says
But viewers of the above *cough* “official visualizer”, especially those of you with an 1NCEL post code, may be encouraged to nurture the dangerous belief that the female mammalian protruberance is a smooth near-spheroid, akin to the buttock; further, that the nipple is a male phenomenon.
Steve Walsh says
What is the difference between a video and a “visualizer”? And what are we supposed to be “visualizing” while watching that?
Twang says
A fine movie. My DVD has an extra called “16 Pamtastic minutes” which I will leave to your imagination but suffice it to say a trapeze and hose pipe are involved. So I’m told.
It’s actually a remake of “Casablanca” you know (really!).
H.P. Saucecraft says
Yes, I knew it’s a pistache of Casablanca. It is a terrific movie. Unfortunately, I’ve never got past the title sequence, which in the unrated version includes not only a hosepipe and a trapeze but a non-stick pan set, a teddy bear, and a lovely box of chocs.
Gary says
If you’ve not seen the documentary Pamela: A Love Story I very recommend it. An admirable woman, Ms Anderson.
Mike_H says
Proof of the aphorism “More than a handful is just waste.”
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Beyoncé’s findings were multidimensional, generation-spanning histories of the genre, as well as the culture that informed its image and heritage. The visual and sonic presentations of the record are meticulous and intentional, and her message is clear to those who are willing to engage earnestly enough to receive it. The nods are in the music but also in the language surrounding the album. It’s in the featured guests, the song titles, and the promotional marketing. It’s in the intentionality of her declaring: “This ain’t a country album. This is a Beyoncé album.”
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Her cover of the Beatles’ Blackbird is astute – Paul McCartney wrote it in tribute to the Little Rock Nine, a group of nine Black students who faced discrimination after enrolling in the all-white Little Rock high school in 1957 – if inessential, and there’s a distinct qualitative sag in the middle. It’s remedied by the simple expedient of going wildly off-piste: if the lambent soft-rock of Bodyguard gets you wondering whether the “departure into country” tag strictly fits Cowboy Carter, the sudden appearance of a straightforward hip-hop track, Spaghetti, confirms that it isn’t.
Uncle Wheaty says
I prefer the Styx cover version from 1981
Sadly unavailable on Spotify.
Lodestone of Wrongness says
At first Texas Hold ’Em seems like a straightforward floor-filler. Named after a variant of poker, it features Beyoncé calling on everyone to put down their cards and take part in a “real-life hoedown”. So far, so escapist. But when she announces, “There’s a tornado in my city. Hit the basement, that shit ain’t pretty” the mood changes entirely, like the song is offering comfort in the face of scary forces outside. As with all the best pop — and country — it is simple and complex at the same time and a seriously good addition to the Beyoncé canon.
Lodestone of Wrongness says
3 reviews from 3 wildly different publications. “This is Country Music and we do.”
H.P. Saucecraft says
I always give Beyoncé a listen, because she’s an interesting artiste who can’t really be pigeonholed (oh, stop) and quality is a given. I’m impressed, as I usually am, by the energy and variety. Here she seems to be at once giving us an ironically knowing wink – this isn’t *really* country music – while delivering what country music is famous for, simple emotion. The best songs here will probably be covered by country artists, and why not? My favourite songs so far are …. oh shit. I haven’t listened to it at all. I might – it was at the Eel Market this morning – if someone whose critical judgement I respect gives it a thumbs up. Who am I kidding. I respect nobody’s critical judgement. Still, though … is this enough content, Lodes?
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Plenty enough, thanks
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Must admit until “oh shit” I was believing you. Bastard.
Tiggerlion says
I haven’t listened to it, either. Is she 4 real?
Moose the Mooche says
What, in the Richey Edwards sense?
Tiggerlion says
Is Beyoncé 4 real? I’ve found myself asking that question many times over the course of her career.
Beyoncé is a commodity, a brand, a commercial product, capable of shifting millions of units all over the world. She’s been schooled in the dark arts of self promotion and maintaining an image from a very young age, first by her father and then by her husband, one of the most astute operators in the music industry.
I loved Lemonade because it was a raw representation of her state of mind and lived experience. It was definitely 4 real.
I haven’t heard this latest one but all the hype around it makes me wonder.
Moose the Mooche says
You’re choosing this, now, to interrogate the role and nature of the artist in the context of hypercapitalism? It’s never occurred to you before? Honey, is you trippin’?
H.P. Saucecraft says
Just don’t mention T***** S****, whos name is interchangeable with Yoncie’s in Tigger’s comment.
Moose the Mooche says
Terry Scott?
…and no, I didn’t get where I am today by counting asterisks. In fact I didn’t get anywhere.
Black Type says
It’s strange how you keep subtly instructing us all not to mention Taylor Swift by the cunning ruse of mentioning Taylor Swift. But you’re not obsessed, no sirree!
Tiggerlion says
No. 2016 to be precise:
pawsforthought says
About six years ago my wife purchased four hens as part of a project she was working on. Having taken her employer to court for not paying her as much as her male colleagues and settling out of court with the charity that she worked for accepting that she was unfairly paid less, Mrs Paws had to leave her job. With no job to go to, and feeling the stress of 18 months legal issue over a role where she would have been paid £18k pro rata, she decided to take a break. For no obvious reason other than to stick it to the man, my wife got about bricklaying, designing, building and putting in place the most spacious environment for four hens. On its completion Mrs P and Mini Paws nipped off to a local garden centre and purchased four hens, of which I was allowed to name one. Alongside Liesel, Muffin and Heidi we brought home Beyonce, a beautiful Rhode Island hen. She was the most receptive of all of our attention. I have multiple photos of my young daughter holding on to her without any fuss or bother. We all loved Beyonce and she was well known amongst friends and family, who would always ask “how’s Beyonce doing?”
It was the toughest thing when finally Beyonce passed on, just shy of her fifth birthday. I would have hated to see the face of my daughter’s form teacher on the day she went into class in tears and said “Beyonce’s dead!”
Anyway, the news that Beyonce Knowle has a news LP out fills my heart with gladness and reminds me of our beautiful red chicken. Are the songs any good?
Black Celebration says
Oh I say @pawsforthought – that is quite a post. I mean that in a good way.
pawsforthought says
Thanks, you’re very kind.
hubert rawlinson says
@pawsforthought Out of interest why a brick built chicken coop and what bond was used?
pawsforthought says
The bricks stopped any foxes from breaking in. Genius idea, really (but that’s Mrs Paws for you). I think she made up some mortar in a bucket (we didn’t hire a cement mixer or anything). Stayed upright until it was recently knocked down (intentionally I should add).
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Better than any of the reviews above. Cap doffed
pawsforthought says
Thanks mate.
BryanD says
I’m impressed that your local garden centre sells hens. You don’t see that at Dobbies.
Moose the Mooche says
I went to a Dobbies once that sells tropical fish. The eggs probably aren’t as good, but still
pawsforthought says
Hehehe.
BryanD says
On the plus side you get a lot more of them.
pawsforthought says
I think they stick all sorts of fowl- ducks, geese, pea hens. It’s dead posh in Northamptonshire!
BryanD says
I was going to make a smart arsed remark about Peterborough but it appears it is Cambridgeshire. I was sure it was in Northants.
pawsforthought says
It used to be until 1974 if that helps?
BryanD says
Haha. I knew it! By Afterword standards that’s quite recent.
thecheshirecat says
Ah,The Soke of Peterborough. Whatever happened to him?
hubert rawlinson says
The Soke* of Peterborough.
Drank himself to death.
* I know.
Moose the Mooche says
Tragic – Peterborough, an early victim of county lines trafficking.
retropath2 says
What is she asking Texas to hold? Plastic surgery seems to have supplanted any role gravity might play, if the picture offers the answer to my question.
Moose the Mooche says
Ahhh shite! I was actually going to listen to this album. If Lodey likes it, that’s the end of that.
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Not once have I said I like it but it’s getting rave reviews everywhere, selling shedloads and we continue to discuss which Pink Floyd album is best? It’s like this place is full of ancient crusties…oh
Moose the Mooche says
Rubbish, we’re quite modern and with-it, sometimes we talk about people like Wilco and Radiohead, who are mere boys in their late 50s and in some cases even have their own teeth.
H.P. Saucecraft says
“I guess they haven’t seen the Nick Lowe issue!”
BryanD says
I’ve just checked and I’m not crusty. Well, not much anyway.
Moose the Mooche says
I’m merely part-baked. But then it’s only dinnertime.
BryanD says
I managed to get it off in the shower.
Moose the Mooche says
I thought you were a long time.
BryanD says
It was load off my mind. What it was doing there I don’t know.
Doctor Whom says
Pop diva goes country? Kylie did it better…
fitterstoke says
Yes indeed…
Tiggerlion says
Madonna also had her cowgirl moment but it isn’t just that Beyoncé is a pop diva, she is a black pop diva doing country.
Sewer Robot says
But, unlike Madonna, she’s from the south..
Moose the Mooche says
This is a huge difference. Madonna doing country is as much cultural appropriation as, say, Hank Wangford. Beyonce is just doing an Elvis.
Twang says
Marvellous.
retropath2 says
If Waxahatchee counts, she done it better. Twice.
Lodestone of Wrongness says
Have you listened 6 times to Beyonce’s latest before coming to this conclusion? ( I’m very fond of Ms Waxahatchee by the way)
retropath2 says
Haven’t heard either of them. But I’ll be listening to one in due course. (Clue: I have her last one.)
Lodestone of Wrongness says
See, that’s what’s wrong with this “Forum”, a complete lack of objectivity, a mindless obsession with the “importance” of popular music.. hold on, that’s me you’re talking about
fentonsteve says
In top showbiz news, some young people have discovered that vinyl albums are sometimes shorter than their CD or streaming equivalents. Whatever next?
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-68702870
fortuneight says
There are reports of CDs missing tracks as well. Sounds more like the album was expanded after the initial copies were pressed.
fentonsteve says
Yes, as mentioned in that article, how many versions of The Life Of Pablo were there?
Blue Boy says
Well I’ve listened to it precisely once but thought it sounded fabulously listenable and enjoyable. Will see if that first impression holds up with further plays.
Moose the Mooche says
You’ve listened to it? I think you’re missing the point of this thread. Have you nothing to say about her money or her breasts?
Mike_H says
Her money could be pretty useful.
Her breasts would mean a change of wardrobe, so she can keep those.
pawsforthought says
I’ve listened to it today and I reckon it’s good, if a little overlong. There isn’t much country and western on it as far as I could tell (Willie Nelson cameo aside).
Black Type says
I’ve listened to it repeatedly over the past couple of days. I’ve never been in the Beyhive©, but I think it’s an absolutely phenomenal album – rousing, witty, sassy, moving and consistently engaging. It’s certainly not the traditional ‘country’ album that many anticipated (although she disawowed that notion pretty
sharply), but there is an organic feel across most of the songs both overtly (her cover of ‘Blackbird’ is gorgeous)and more subliminally. Her vocals and bv’s are outstanding, exuding warmth and emotion, and for the most part eschewing the annoying gymnastics that I have hitherto found rather alienating.
It’s the first album in ages I’ve been really excited about.
fitterstoke says
Sign of a good review – it made me want to hear the album!
Moose the Mooche says
This is fun. Paul…and some responses.