New music: ‘Revenge is Never Sweet’

Some new music for your downloading and dancing pleasure…

Revenge is Never Sweet (3MB)

I made it for a recent Collective task, the aim of which was to write a “sad” song. I’m not really a sad sort of person so the results may be more wistful or just meditative, I don’t know… see what you think. The music wasn’t a direct reaction to the Madrid bomb tragedy, but the title came after seeing the news footage. There is no justification for treating innocent people like abbatoir fodder as a way of protesting against their government.

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Water of life

What about that new Dasani bottled water, eh? Filtered tap water in a nice blue bottle. London water has always tasted fine to me, but not enough to make me want to buy half a litre of it from a shop for 60p. I can’t make up my mind whether it’s a huge con or a clever parody of trendy designer water culture.

Either way, for (another) amusing angle on the “two nations divided by a common language” subject, go to the Dasani website, click on “Downloads”, hold your mouse over the woman pictured and then read the text to the left… what rare insight!

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Free child pornography with your Super Sizzling Sun

So what’s worse… exhibiting pictures of a naked child in the very young-hip-and-urban Spitz Gallery in East London or printing one of those pictures (alongside one from a “genuine” child porn website) in a national newspaper? Or, to put it another way, does Rebekah Wade have any concept of social responsibility?

It’s a serious question (well the first, anyway… I think we already know that the answer to the second is “no”)… there’s always been a hazy line between art and titillation, but a civilised society can teach people to see the shades of grey and how context and intent can make all the difference. Whatever Betsy Schneider’s intention with the photographs of her daughter, Rebekah Wade’s decision to use one of them in the context of a sensationalist tabloid front page is so cheap and nasty, they may as well have been posted on a child porn website in the first place.

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Football now “officially” uncool again

In contrast with the situation I mentioned back in January, all talk of the Football League rebranding seems to have been forgotten, because there’s now some proper lascivious scandal for the media to froth over.

In the past week or so, two stories have sparked off the old “is TV rotten to the core?” auto-pilot journalism once again. Before the Leicester City players had even thought about getting their kits off (literally or figuratively, it’s up to you and your lawyer) Liverpool’s Michael Owen and Gerard Houllier were receiving death threats.

In both cases, the media (especially the tabloid press) were quick to suggest the final downfall of English football. Yes, that same press which supposedly built English football into the global brand it is today… well, that’s what they like to think, anyway. Brush aside the occasional good-time Britpop anthem and the small gang of Islington columnists who briefly thought it’d be fun to support Arsenal as a change from Tai Chi classes, and you’re left with a popular sport going through ups and downs, dramas and crises, just like it always has done. Except that by creating this dual hero/villain, this alluring, duplicitous siren who takes our money in return for the promise of golden balls, the media has an instant set of stories for future use. As long as it’s all going well, we’ll join in on the terraces, but as soon as it goes sour, we’ll be calling for scalps. After all we did for those superstars, they throw it back in our faces.

It’s all so easy, isn’t it? Much easier than to consider that Football, like the Music Industry, the Church or the Immigrants, is a huge and multi-faceted collective. There are people of different class backgrounds, personalities and outlooks on life, and there are links to other industries and organisations. In every community you care to define, there’s a number of people who will find illegitimate ways of controlling and optimising the world around them. Now, do you attempt to understand the problem of criminality in society as a whole, or do you allow the specific community to be defined by that criminality?

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Americans frighten me sometimes

By way of the always interesting Ben Hammersley comes an intriguing account of US mall culture from Chris Heathcote’s antimega blog.

Whenever I read stuff like that, I feel a certain relief that our supposedly limitless adoption of all (bad) things American is greatly exaggerated. I mean…Mall Walking? And special shoes for that purpose?!

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Stereolab without Mary

I honestly didn’t realise I’d gone so long without posting. Time must be going through one of its warped phases.

I won’t say I was exactly apprehensive about seeing Stereolab in their unfortunately Mary-less format, but I did wonder how it was going to work. Although Mary had been with the band since 1992, the denser arrangements of their recent albums made her singing and guitar/keyboard playing ever more vital.

My curiosity was justified… there was definitely something different about Stereolab last night. Nothing actually wrong or bad; as usual, they were on fine form. Part of it, I’m sure, was the unfamiliarity of seeing them in such a small, low-ceilinged venue (let’s face it, the Islington Carling Academy is a truly crap venue) with all the sonic imperfections that implies. Apart from that, though, there was something else… a tangible feeling of absence. Laetitia is more than capable of providing solitary lead vocals, but so much of the recent Stereolab sound has depended on the interplay and contrast between the voices.

Still, the newly expanded line-up allows for a much richer instrumental sound, with French horn or trumpet doubling Laetitia’s trombone on the songs from the last three albums. And with new boy Joe Watson (or Walters? I forget which is which) able to double on bass, we now get to hear two drummers on some tracks. The sound of two well synchronised drummers, playing different but complementary parts, is one of the finest musical sounds I know of.

Stereolab may have been forced to change, but there’s great hope for the future.

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Genius smiles on us all

Oh yes, of course I’m going to write about last Friday… I just didn’t have time to do it properly until now.

Friday was the first night of Brian Wilson’s Smile tour. I’d heard a few bootlegged (speculative) versions of the album, so I had a fair idea of what would be played, but the reality far surpassed my expectations. The whole gig was great (despite what he’s been through, BW was in good voice, and the 18-piece band are absolutely spot on with their vocal harmonies and multi-instrumental playing) but the uninterrupted performance of ‘Smile’ was by far the highlight. It’s a totally unique work of musical genius, and I think that goes down as one of the defining musical moments of my entire life.

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Enforced recreation(al grief)

An article on the BBC site confirms something I’ve been saying for a few years now. The mass outpourings of public grief in response to Princess Diana, Jill Dando, the Queen Mother or even the Soham murders are examples of “manufactured emotion”.

The article describes these phenomena as “recreational grief” and “mourning sickness”, both of which ring true… watching the TV footage of Diana/Jill/Liz-the-Queen-Mum mourners, my overwhelming impression was that these people were there to bring some ersatz “designer tragedy” into their lives.

It’s just another aspect of the growing tendency to Infantilism among middle class adults… opt out of the real world, ignore all the boring nasty stuff on the news, encase yourself in a safe life of primary-coloured leisure activities and satisfy your cultural needs through ‘Friends’ and ‘I’m a Celebrity…’. Refuse to take responsibility for your own life… if anything goes wrong, it’s not your fault; it’s some global conspiracy run by Tony Blair. That’s what happened to the lovely Diana, and that’s why you love her so much… her tragedy speaks to you.

Yeah, right.

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Make your own Windows

So Windows has gone open source, eh?

That the leaked code released onto the Net was accompanied by a message from Bill Gates, saying “I’m so sorry, I screwed up. Please fix this for me” is sadly, as yet, unconfirmed.

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Miscellaneous musings round about midnight

Miscellaneously…

Mozilla have had to rename their Firebird (previously Phoenix) browser again. It’s now called Firefox and version 0.8 will probably be every bit as good as the previous versions… I’ll let you know next time I’m on the WinXP laptop (here on the Mac, there’s no need for Firefox while I have access to the wonderful Safari with Camino as a back-up). Don’t waste any more time… trash your copy of Internet Explorer and get a proper web browser.

Thanks to the wonderful marketing power of moral indignation, I now really, really want to see Popetown. James Mawdsley and Clifford Longley should ask themselves what has done the most damage to the human race… satirical humour or the Catholic Church?

And speaking of Rupert Murdoch (as I was in the last entry)… the man might be a total git, but he’s not without a certain audacious style, as Ben Hammersley points out.

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