I?d been wondering how the two members of The Books could recreate their perfect patchwork live on stage; I came to the conclusion it probably couldn?t be done. It was both a relief and a disappointment that they didn?t exactly attempt to, playing guitar and cello (no banjo!) over pre-programmed loops and samples of people shouting out craziness.
What with my current Deaf Centered musical fixation, I?m probably beginning to come across like that drunk man you see every day at the bus stop, you know the one who is locked in a perpetual rant about how immigrants are ruining the country, taking jobs from good hard-working natives like him.
I would have thought that as we approach the dark and foul-smelling end of 2006 I would have been struggling to find anything to write about, resorting perhaps to reviewing whatever Westlife are releasing this xmas or, even worse, a best-of-year list. Ummm, actually, the list will follow next week.
Seeing as that lazy workshy fop Deathprod hasn?t bothered to release an album this year, a huge gap opened up in the spooked-out minimal electronic composition field.
For those of you who missed it, I recently had a public beef with London venue Scala.
This pretty box of a church has watched with silent suspicion the towers of the Barbican sprout up around it, and was probably regarding the electronic equipment within its walls, installed for the artists performing as part of the increasingly essential Atlantic Waves festival, in a similar manner.
The new album from Berliner Jan Jelinek Tierbeobachtungen , translating to ?Animal Obersvations?, would make good listening for those amongst you planning a holiday to the jungle.
I couldn?t help but be amused that on the day a couple of friends went to Norway to play a gig, it seemed as if the whole of Norway was coming the other way.
In The Country were my favourite new discovery last year.