jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

For once, I’m going to use a music post to promote a band that barely anyone in the world seems to know about, but is really, really good and deserve to be better-recognised. That is, 78 Saab.

They’re not entirely my usual style — a bit folky, a bit country — but they’re just amazing. If I had to compare them to other artists in my collection, they’re probably similar to Arcade Fire… and maybe others? I don’t know. Anyway, I own their album The Bells Line, and every track bar two is rated five stars in my library. However, “Kandahar” is probably my favourite.

If you’ve never heard this song before I don’t blame you. There was no copy of it on YouTube for me to embed, and not even that repository of all wisdom in the world, Google, can tell me what the lyrics are. Luckily for all of you guys I was dedicated enough to install Windows Live Movie Maker, create a video out of it, and upload to YouTube… and having listened to the song about a million times, I’ve made a pretty good attempt at transcribing the lyrics!

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Aug. 30th, 2010 01:59 am
jayeless: mad man in a box (doctor who)

Doctor Who Series Six To Be Split In Two

You know what this means?? TWO FINALES. Also, less of a wait between the halves of the season. But mostly TWO FINALES.


And while I'm talking about Doctor Who, have something FUCKING AWESOME: the opening lyrics to Children Collide's song "Asleep on my Feet":

I've been looking for a timelord
To take me back to when I was a god

Too bad I have nooooooo idea what the song is about, but I got that bit :D Chapel St also got a mention - Melbourne represent! ;D Actually if I post all the lyrics maybe someone can help me out :P


Seriously, this song is intense. I have no ideas, none at all.

If I magically gain one, I guess you can expect a slightly repetitive entry as I write about my amazing revelation... :P

jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

This post is kind of borne out of a discussion I was having with my sister, as well as some of the thoughts I’ve had myself about the music I listen to. The conclusion we draw is basically, popular music is totally heteronormative. This is not news to anyone who has ever thought about it I am sure, but we both find it extremely annoying.

I’m going to discuss this with particular reference to Arctic Monkeys, because I have a lot of music by them in my library and the issue particularly comes to my mind when I’m listening to them. To be fair, it’s not like any other artist I listen to is much better on this front1, but it is so glaring with Arctic Monkeys because they have song after song about heterosexual relationships — seemingly every single permutation of personalities you could imagine, from men who adore their lovers and feel totally lost without them (“505″, “Cornerstone”), to men who rape women and think it’s OK and she might even enjoy it (“Balaclava”).

And it’s like, clearly these songs are not all reflections of your own personal attitudes2. Clearly therefore, if you can invent these characters whose heads you get inside to write these songs, you could broaden your horizons and write about a man who was interested in men. But you don’t.

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jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

I’m not really sure what to say about this song.

It and I don’t really have much of a history the way, say, “Armour for Liars” and I do… in fact I only got this album, Humbug, for the first time about a week ago. And it took a few listens before I really heard this song properly enough for me to understand its greatness, because it comes right after “Cornerstone”, which makes me crack up over how pathetic the main character of that song is1, and there are other songs that are more obviously creepy earlier in the album (“Dangerous Animals”), overshadowing this one until maybe the third or fourth listen. The song’s name didn’t really help its case either, because “Dance Little Liar” sounded (to me) like the song was going to be about some slutty girl at a club, which is a theme that does recur in Arctic Monkeys’ music (“Still Take You Home”) and I don’t really like it and I was not enthusiastic for yet another song about that theme. However, it isn’t, and when I looked at the lyrics cursorily and realised the titular “little liar” was male2, I gave the song a better listen.

And it is amazing.

The most amazing part of it isn’t even the words, or at least it’s not the words once you’ve read the words and understand the song’s meaning, but the music. The guitar! And drums! I was listening to this song on the train yesterday afternoon and I started crying when that part happened. To be fair, 90% of the reason I started crying was probably more a combination of having been awake for 28 straight hours and leaving the house to remain awake for at least another seven, and being utterly emotionally drained, but the fact that this song can be one-tenth of a reason to cry is pretty damn good, okay.

So listen:

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jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

“Armour for Liars”, off Birds of Tokyo’s second album Universes, is (in short) one of their most amazing songs ever. It does face some tough competition for this title I’d have to say, from “Like Rain” from Day One, from “Wild-Eyed Boy” and “An Ode to Death” from Universes, from… well, from basically half or more of their latest album Birds of Tokyo. It’d be tough for me to claim that “Armour for Liars” is my favourite song of theirs. And honestly, given how “In the Veins of Death Valley” and I bonded over that torturous document analysis for history, describing why Mussolini thought the twentieth century would be the century of fascism, I’m not sure I’m ready to make that claim.

However, “Armour for Liars” occupies a special place in my heart. It belongs where it does there because of what it’s about, what it represents — it’s an entire song about how the world is fucked and no one cares. For someone like me, who thinks that the world is fucked and who’s driven crazy by the apparent indifference of so many other people, the song really intersects with a huge part of my worldview.

Before I explain any more — the song!

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