In no particular order... -Mercury Rev when Dave Baker was with them (they were better than the flaming lips back then). -The best guided by voices songs which mention animals in the lyrics (this activity can be carried out with all sorts of categories seeing as there are about 1,500 guided by voices songs. Its a bit like family fortunes. Best guided by voices songs that mention types of plane, different foodstuffs in guided by voices songs, weather patterns as featured in guided by voices songs. Its deadly). -Tonights Fight Like Apes gig and tomorrow's New Pornographers gig. [...]
That's the sound Kevin Shield's guitar will soon be making live... Cos My Bloody Valentine have announced some live shows in England , their first in 16 years. Oh, what to expect from the live show? Will it be like the end of 2001: A Space Odyssey? A mentally damaging sonic trip into the future of mankind, filled with new music that will make 'loveless' sound like a compendium of Razorlight B Sides? Or will it be the most crushing anticlimax in modern rock since the Stone Roses shamefully shat all over themselves and their legacy at [...]
Yay! Just got a text message that has considerably brightened the pissy afternoon that's in it. Lindstrom and Prins Thomas are bringing their tripped out Scandinavian space disco to Kennedy's on December 8th. At 15 quid, tickets are a fuckin' steal!! That's what the cheeky bolloxes at Vibe (my local mucksavage Niteclub in Kells) charge on a Saturday night. For one night only the interior of Kennedy's will be redecorated to look like the Russian space station Mir, replete with cosmonaut girls on silver rollerblades gliding through the crowd with trayfuls of space sweeties to help the revellers achieve zero [...]
Here's my review of the Grizzly Bear Friend EP wot I did for Gareth... 2007 is proving to be a barnstorming year for North American indie rock. It's a savage time to be into music. There is so much to get excited about. There is a frontier spirit of restless experimentalism in the air, where bands are not content to sit back on the laurels thrown at shit-hot, praised to the rafters albums, but instead keep questing, blogging, recording, remixing and covering each other's work with a demented fervour that was last [...]
No I'm not 'on about the abnormally embarrassing retrograde TG4 talent show (remember the dude in black face who utilised home made puppet technology to pretend to be the entire Jackson 5?). I'm talking about these lads, who are sort of psychedelic rockabilly young chancers from Glasgow (hence the Glas). Its an NME hype band I'm afraid, but hopefully they'll have legs enough to outrun the hype and the notorious NME kiss of death. Actually they are double jinxed because they are being promoted by Alan McGees magical shit finger that's turned everything its touched to shit since the last [...]
I just realised that I posted a dud link for this before, so I'm gonna plug it again. Whenever you're knockin' about town keep yer eyes peeled for Gareth Williamson's unassuming little 'zine called Play the Song I like . Its great. It tends to hang out quietly on the counter of Tower Records waiting to be picked up by appreciative indie kids, who (with the exception of the crappy-yet-functional Event Guide and the pointless ad carrier 'In Dublin') are spoiled for choice with things you can read that are [...]
Deerhunter in Whelans last night was the synapse frazzling culmination of an epic few days of drinkin' and giggin' that also took in Modeselektor and Animal Collective and left me feeling like a spent and delicate husk of my former self. I was gonna do a leaving cert style treatment of Animal Collective and Deerhunter in the compare and contrast these two bands vein. But as lots of fellow Bloggers have done a good job of discussing the 'collective, I won't add too much to things. Only this. At times Animal Collective [...]
Asleep on the compost heap makes the daily media...The Irish independent Day and Night magazine...
Gah! All sorts of real life shite is keeping me away from my old matey the laptop, so blogs have been suffering. However, by next week I hope to have reported back from Modeselektor (was a funnee mongfest), Animal Collective (I'm worried I've left myself open to severe disappointment 'cos I fully expect this gig to be the closest my secular little brain will come to seeing the sun jig about in the sky at Mejugorje) and Deerhunter (another potential gig of the year). Cripes! Normally I put up a fun go-gettem' tune for the weekend. But it's November, [...]
Lists are pure mana to us bloggers, with our semi-autistic brains. Anytime I see a bunch of other bloggers shiteing on about their precious top fives I need to get proper involved. To mark the day that's in it lots of bloggers are sticking up lists of their favourite spooky tunes. I got thinking that while this is good craic none of the music posted is actually that scary. If its not hokey Hallowe'en cheese of the sort ye'd jerk around to in your 'sexy' pirate costume with the usual cast of rubbered planks from the workplace, then its metal [...]
We get our extra hour in duvetville next Monday morning. I love that shit, duvets are like heroin in the morning. People just love it, eyeballing the clock, noting the bonus hour, and with a big dozy shite-eating grin, collapsing back into never-never land the way Renton collapsed into the carpet in Trainspotting. Mmmm Smack. It won't be long now 'til slices of ice start showing up in puddles the colour of milky tea. To be seasonal, I'm going to bake a lot of pies this winter. They'll be big fuck-off [...]
LCD Soundsystem played a stormer in Tripod on Saturday. The songs from Sound of Silver which sound special enough on record, absolutely blistered live. James Murphy gives good gig, and under a rotating mirrorball he committed himself to rocking out with cheery, banterous aplomb (slagging the owners of the Camden Court Hotel, and telling the whooping fans to piss on its floors the next time they go there). Like many others I'm sure, I always thought of LCD Soundsystem as a one man operation. But on the night, one thing that stood out was the band. They [...]
Yikes! Its the glowing remains of a Norwegian church! Mommy, I'm scared. I fuckin' hate my Last FM profile. If I'm to believe what it says about me, I'm a real meat and two veg type of indie bore. Just another faceless heinz baked blogger in a big slimy tin of millions of identikit Wolf Parade fans. The software keeps recommending me the Arcade Fire for fuck sake! Gah, there is a reason Arcade Fire never scrobble to my profile. Its because they make my skin crawl. To shake things up, I've [...]
If you are going out to dance somewhere between now and Sunday, put this on your headphones on the way there please!!! He's playing the Tivoli on the 28th. MP3: Gui Boratto- Beautiful Life Have fun! ;)
Can you overdose on music? Whether in college, on the 25a, or at home on the laptop my brain is being rinsed by a continual flux of musical suds. So sometimes I worry that through my addiction to the stuff, I'll kill off my ability to be enchanted by it, bowled over, knocked dead by an amazing tune. It happens less and less often. I could count the absolute wowee zowee moments I've had with new tracks this year on one hand, and even more worrying is the fact that I haven't truly and unconditionally loved anything new since Yellow [...]
Last night, I was broke, a bit miserable and all set to toddle home like the boring fuck I am to eat a baked spud and fall asleep in front of CSI or some shite. Thankfully I was intercepted by Lo and Conor , who kidnapped me, filled me with chips and dragged me down to see the Super Furry Animals play Vicar Street. It shat on CSI and baked spuds from a psychedelic height. The lads cranked out a ginormo-set that broke the 2 hour barrier and [...]
A few years ago for Frank's birthday a few of us ended up crashing on the floor of his Granny's holiday home in a fishing village in Waterford. Wrapped against the cold floor in duvets and sleeping bags, we got to thinking about music that shared that fuzzy duvet quality. Warm and enveloping music that lets you fall luxuriantly into its cozy embrace. Womb tunes. I can't remember what came first, the conversation or this tune. MP3: Radar Bros- On the Line Anyway it ended up on the stereo, emitting its endless waves of [...]
Hmmm...embarrassing this. I went to The Field in the village last night but can't write a review because I wandered downstairs just as he started and got distracted. By the time I remembered he was on, it was over! Cripes. It was a small enough crowd and I get the feeling that the gig may have left people disappointed and cold. Shame, because I'd say in the right circumstances he could slay a crowd. Prefuse 73 supported. Nialler 9 blogs about them here . I thought it was pretty good stuff from where I was (dancing like a gibbon [...]
NUMBER 1: Devendra Banhart: A lad I once hung out with used to get very angry when he was drunk and come out with the most mad unfettered comments towards the subjects of his clownish rage. One was a girl he knew during the leaving cert who 'changed' after getting into art college. She quickly lost her country accent, started wearing petticoats, cycled around on an old-fashioned racer with a basket of organic fruit on the front, and pretended to like Belgian neo-realist cinema, that sort of thing. So one night this mate of mine was in her vicinity and [...]
Asleep on the compost heap
Bison - Quill
Neutral Milk Hotel- Aeroplane Over the Sea
Shinichi Osawa – Big Beach Mix 2012
