Articles and Interviews
Here’s a brutal Pitchfork review of the latest Maneskin album. I actually have come to like this group ever since they won Eurovision.
LIZZO RECEIVES THE NARDWUAR TREATMENT: Houston singer Lizzo already seems to know about the reputation of this Vancouver interviewer, but Narduwar still manages to flummox and amaze Lizzo with his encyclopedic knowledge of the Houston music scene.
RIP BURT BACHARACH: What do you get when you fall in love?
A guy with a pin to burst your bubble
That’s what you get for all your trouble
What do you get when you kiss a guy?
After you do, he’ll never phone ya..
(I just love those lyrics — which probably are more of Hal David’s handiwork than Bacharach’s. Still Bacharach provides the magic.)
Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out /
Of recession and oppression and together they toked /
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire /
Just singin’ and clappin’, man, what the hell happened?
Smashwords’ Walking on the Sun was released 25 years ago — here’s a live performance from 25 years ago!
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Nice video by NFKRZ about dissident Russian musicians. NFKRZ is a fast-talking and delightful Russian dissident emigre who knows his Russian stuff.
CANNOT BE UNSEEN: This horrifying clip was referenced in a 90s pop music podcast. QUOTE: ““You didn’t need much sense of rhythm to do the Macarena. You didn’t need to remember too many steps. You simply had to be aware of the location of your chest, head, and butt, and you needed to be able to put your hands on those parts in sequence. Few dance crazes are quite so undemanding.” (I was out of the country when this was on TV — thank God!)
QUOTE: “A Miami radio DJ named Jammin Johnny Caride, he’s DJing live at a club in Miami. He’s there with his program director at the influential radio station Power 96, and he’s trying to convince his boss that they should play “Macarena” on the radio even though the current remix version is all in Spanish, because every time he puts the song on in the club everyone starts line-dancing immediately. So Johnny says, “And I play the song again and the same thing happens. It was like the bubonic plague. The dance floor clears out, people fall in line, like an army, and they start to do that little dance. The ones who didn’t know it, they learn it on the spot. And the boss looks at me and says, ‘What the hell was that?’”
Musically, she got it all right: her enunciation is precise yet soulful, as if she had absorbed every elegant phrase Billy Eckstine—or indeed, the young Ella—had sung. All the pauses are in the right place; her understanding of the songwriters’ intent, if her own choices are any indication, is virtually infallible as she finds new ways into familiar texts from the Great American Songbook; the supple texture of her voice enhances the lyrical narrative she serves; and her uncanny ability to enlarge the emotions of a song without losing control of them reveals an advanced sensitivity to the complexities of this thing called love.
Freegal and Library CDs
Wow, so many new stuff on Freegal and from the Library. I even purchased some used CDs.
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