Bought today on the strength of the Guardian review and a quick listen in a top Manchester vinly emporium. Lovely, ethereal stuff, but I’m gagging on the press notes….
“The closeness of this record – how personal, alone, & frank it feels – conceals its aspirations to the outside, to the “Earth” of its title. Weyes Blood harbors devastating weight while also universalizing the strange ways of identity & relationships. These are not typical love songs or protest songs — they are painful, poignant riddles that celebrate the ambiguity of love & affirm the conflict of harmonious life within a disharmonic world.”
Anyone?
It’s lovely record – as was her previous – why bother with the press notes? Write your own review here!
Nope. Not me. But I do quite admire the ability to come up with nonsense like that.
The celebration of love and the – what was it? – the affirmation of the conflict of harmonious life in a disharmonic world is slightly undermined for me by finding out that Weyes Blood is in a band called Jackie-O Motherfucker.
You been to Picadilly Records again?
Piccadilly, yes. Gift vouchers from No.1 son for recent birthday. ‘Burning a hole’, I believe, is what was happening in my pockets.
Marvellous!
I do enjoy reading their little descriptive cards. Some, they download from the Internet and some the staff write themselves. I suspect this one is publicity blurb from the record company’s PR department.
What’s next on your list?
Umm-ing and ahh-ing over the Midlake re-release of Van Occupanther. Have a fairly scarce first press of the original release, but there’s a rather nice gold vinyl 10th anniv. edition, with re-interpreted cover and (this is the main draw) a bonus 7″ with two unreleased tracks from the original album sessions. Drool etc. That or the Betty Harris comp on Soul Jazz, although that’s pricey there. £6 cheaper at source (SOTU)
I was looking closely at Betty Harris, too. Songs written and produced by Toussaint and backing provided by The Meters, it almost doesn’t matter if the singer is any good.
I think a lot of them come from PR departments to be honest. I’m on the mailing list for Piccadilly and a few other indie shops, and the album write ups across the different emails are always very similar.
I like the image and if I were fifteen again I might empathize but I’ve been here before in another guise. Nice though.