Out again

Tonight we’re off to see Tracy Chapman in concert.

Looking forward to it? Me? Nah, as if…

Review tomorrow, although probably not photos after last time…


Still crazy

It still should be my theme song, I think – which is why it goes up for my birthday. (and did two years ago, too. Just in case it seemed familiar.)

I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years

I’m not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on
Old familiar ways
And I ain’t no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning
Crapped out
Yawning
Longing my life away
I’ll never worry
Why should I?
It’s all gonna fade

Now I sit by my window
And I watch the cars
I fear I’ll do some damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years

© Paul Simon. All rights reserved, blah, blah,blah

Here’s to the next one.


Reincarnation

Apparently, it’s 28 years ago today that Marc Bolan died.

And it seems that his spirit lives on with Goldfrapp, whose latest album “Supernature” I got yesterday. Wow, it’s just like glam rock revisited, and bloody ace. Well worth the money.


Forward Planning

There are days where I can be almost worryingly organised. Fortunately, they are few and far between.

Today, though, I’ve actually booked us tickets for the V festival. In 2006. Yes, tickets for a festival in a years time. How’s that for organised? In fairness it’s mainly because a) they’re selling them at ’05 prices instead of ’06, and b) because I’ll never remember in time when they go back on sale next June/July and sell out in three hours.

Of course, it could also turn out that the line-up next year is utter crap – but that’s the chances you take. Besides, I’m sure there’ll be more than enough there to keep us amused.

But all the same, dear christ, it amounts to being worryingly organised.


Two Years On

Blimey, looking back through the archives, it’s now two years to the day since I saw Massive Attack last. It doesn’t seem anywhere near that long – time flies when you’re having fun. Reading through the archive for August 2003, it also means it’s just over two years since the house was broken into, and two years next month when I moved in to the next house, which turned out to be my last one in Manchester.

It also means that it’s now a year since I heard from a long-term friend who I fell out with. I didn’t write much about it at the time, but may do later in the week.


Mezzanine

I’ve come in to work early this morning – partly just because it was convenient to do so, and fitted in with the plans of Herself, but also because I’ll be leaving early and well, don’t want to take the piss too much.

One thing that’s really nice about being in early in the morning is that you can work to music without having to have it on headphones. And for the first hour this morning I’ve been able to play the incredibly bass-heavy and fantastic “Mezzanine” album by Massive Attack the way it should be played – with a bass that can rattle the windows. Yeah, sure, you can play it through headphones, or quietly, but frankly it’s just not the same as when that bass line – particularly on the first track, Angel – is kicking deep down in your chest.

The only other tracks I can think of that test out a bass sub-woofer as well (other than cacky drum’n’bass stuff) are “Writing on the Wall” on “Elusive” by Pressure Drop, and “Down by the River” on “To Bring You My Love” by P J Harvey.

It’s certainly been a good way to start the morning.


Industrial

(I suspect I know who will be able to answer this, but I may be surprised)

Walking home last night after work, I was listening to a bundle of tracks by RevCo (or The Revolting Cocks, to give them their full title) which were a real blast from the past, and it made me start thinking. Well, I’ve got 20-25 minutes walking, the brain goes off on some strange tangents. You know how it is.

Anyway. What I was wondering was “What’s happened to all the decent industrial bands of the 90s?“. I know Al Jourgensen from Ministry is still going strong, but what’s happened with bands like KMFDM, Pig, Pigface and so on?

I used to listen to a whole bunch of the industrial stuff – Ministry, KMFDM, Pigface, Chris Connelly, Murder Inc., RevCo, Skinny Puppy, SkateNigs and so on, and probably a bundle of others that haven’t stuck in the memory quite as much. And yes, Nine Inch Nails too, although I’ve never quite seen them as Industrial per se. But most of them seem to have disappeared, or perhaps I’m just out of touch?