- Remember how I was just bitching about the sorry state of affairs Music ’07? Well, I think I’m half right. The New Pornographers’ Challengers phones in more of the same mid-tempo pop they recorded for Twin Cinema. The best part of “My Rights versus Yours” steals the opening guitar chords from “Good Day Sunshine.” Check it out for yourself [That version won’t have two blips at the end.]
- Or you can totally buy the hype at Gorilla vs. Bear. [You know, credit for posting repeatedly throughout the day, but wow, this is straight up PR copy. Par for the course…]
- That Spoon album? Idolator’s sentiments more or less hit the mark. More latent Billy Joelisms than those on Gimme Fiction, but for its high points [“The Ghost of You Lingers,” “You Got Yr Cherry Bomb”] it feels too much like the second half of Kill the Moonlight.
- Speaking of Idolator, I was just speaking to a certain nameless someone about how Idolator at times seems like that member of the Gawker family who left for college only to graduate to a life of slacking on Mom and Dad’s couch. Well, that may be true, but posts like this one really make my day.
- In light of those two aforementioned albums, I’m worried to listen to the new Art Brut too closely. Too late! It sounds more polished and professional than the last record [see also: Franz Ferdinand, Interpol, Spoon, et. al.] but no more likely to make a crossover splash than the last record.
- Here’s k‑punk on a new dubstep comp. As with so many new genres that are coming and going almost simultaneously, it feels like folks are lining up to give eulogies at birthday parties.
- If you’re a Fishtowner, this is totally amazing.
- This is practically within my grasp, although this probably takes precedent.
- Anyone with thoughts on the Kodak v705, leave comments. My SLR-lite camera has not only never had the tight focus I’ve needed, nor the fun possibilities of a slim point and shoot. In short, WANT!
Anomie and bonhomie isn’t just an album, it’s a lifestyle.
- Sansho the Bailiff doesn’t haunt me like Ugetsu, but Mizoguchi does things with light and texture unlike any other filmmaker. Recommended.
- I’ve been in a mid-year rut with music. I’m disappointed in the New Pornographers’ Challengers on first listen; I haven’t heard any good buzz about Spoon’s Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga [aside from the lovely New Yorker retrospective]; and I’m worried that the new Liars’ record will be a complete bust. What can I say? I’m a pessimist! I hope I’m wrong [or that something unexpected happens to renew my interest in music 2007.]
- Arthur and Yu is pleasant. Bloody Panda are pretty cool. Chris told me to give Gowns a chance. I may be done writing for Paper Thin Walls, but I can think of few sites so thoroughgoing in their curatorial capacity. Not sure if that translates into traffic, but cred has to count for something, doesn’t it?
- [Confidential to WOEBOT: S. Reynolds has been manufacturing crises for material for quite some time now. He wears cultural trends like a jacket he can toss on the couch whenever he feels like it. How’s that for bringing back “discursive energy?” I mean, how can you lament the democratization of a technology and music?]
- Reading Mediaor is great, but it also points up just how much redundancy their is in Web/Music 2.0 applications. I just want something to replace MySpace now — awful ad-cluttered interface, spam nightmares with a horrible media player. Somebody? Anybody?
- Speaking of which, I want want want to read this like yesterday. I’ve been a little more interested lately in where digital music and video and the internet are headed more than the video and music that are driving it.
It was like going to the movies during the day.
Though it’s gone downhill recently, Cinemarati will be sorely missed. There’s always Filmbrain…I hope! And here’s something I applaud over at Self-Styled Siren!
We sipped from a freon tank together for relief.
I think we as American music critics expect too much of British artists. We want 1984 and Billy Liar. Portishead and the Kinks. So I had to laugh when I saw Wiley on the cover of The Wire this month. Do they not know that the whole world went post-grime the moment Lady Sov first melted down, you know, like two years ago? Didn’t Dizzee just release an album this week to no fanfare at all? Now Soul Jazz is releasing a dubstep compilation?
Did The Wire purposely tank the moment I bought a subscription? I know that’s not true, but when they changed graphic designers a few years ago, the look and feel of the magazine suffered and the content soon followed suit. What happened?
It’s about love and death and revenue sharing. Up-selling abounds.
I’m not sure that Hypebot’s six part series on eMusic’s recent turbulence was anything more than sound and fury signifying nothing, or at best, very little about digital music at all. Seems to me that it was more about the blood in the water than anything else, and like frenzied sharks, eMusic representatives took the bait when they probably should’ve steered clear. On the one hand it’s interesting to see executives who care so much about their product, but on the other, they should’ve exercised better judgment when it comes to open letters, etc.