Somewhere there are some Findus Crispy Pancakes burning their arses off - and it’s all because Mum’s too busy teaching the kids how to “make it look like hip-hop” while wearing a goalkeeper’s jersey. MUUUU-UUUUM!
I don’t think the i-Jammer - or indeed the E-Bumper - is available in the UK yet. But I will jam the jizzle of anyone who tries to beat me to the front of the queue when they go on sale.
Fans of The Apples In Stereo’s earlier garage-jangle pop masterpieces (e.bloody.g., “Seems So”) might not have imagined there would ever be a sun-snogged patch of ELO’s picnic area where the band could be seen flinging a frisbee around and sipping cold ones with The Feeling.
But such is the vision their more recent stuff brings to mind, thanks to a 70s sensibility which, thankfully, does nothing to diminish the melodies which main chap Robert Schneider apparently produces more easily than you do saliva.
New album Travellers In Space And Time beams down several such tunelets. Get your listening tackle round “Told You Once”, f’rinstance:
The bonniest tune you’ve heard about nabbing someone’s girlfriend in a while, I’ll wager. While there will be lots of folk who have never hoid the thing, there will be many others who recognise it from a computer-based music simulation experience called Rock Band.
There’s something tantalizingly confusing in hearing music that doesn’t appear to belong to any recognised genre, and I found myself experiencing such beweirderment listening to Lorn‘s album Nothing Else.
Lorn probably won’t appear on a summer mixtape anytime soon. His oeuvre contains elements of dubstep, electronica and the kind of seductively woozy instrumental nausea Ratatat tend to favour. I don’t know how or where you’d dance to it, aside from performing some kind of lobotomised swaying in a very dark, very claustrophobic cave.
He employs the kind of basslines that people on SoundCloud tend to comment on with missives of the “SICK!”, or “HEAVEEE!” or “I JUST PUKED UP ALL MY KETAMINE AND IT FEELS LUSH” variety. Which is not to say he doesn’t have his accessible moments - “Cherry Moon”, embedded below, wouldn’t sound out of place over the credits of a Michael Mann “flick”.
So what it is, yeah, is I moved flat, yeah, and lost internet, yeah, and then when I got internet back the server broke, yeah, and then my laptop broke, yeah, and then the one I got to replace it broke, yeah, and then the World Cup was on, yeah…
But now all these things are out of the way, and all I have to worry about are the disasters yet to come. Marvluss.
So if you’re one of the three people who read this thing on a semi-regular basis, hello, back now.
To celebremate, let’s enjoy a spot of Aloe Blacc. This song is called “I Need A Dollar”*, it soundtracks some TV show or other in “the States”, and if you don’t like its hard-luck-uplifty charm you deserve to have your ears confiscated by whoever it is who’s in charge of doing that.
*There’s a chance erryone on the globe has loved and got bored of this song already, but I wouldnae ken because I’ve been “out of the loop” of late. Anyway, if you come here looking for the very latest “leaks” yooz kind of in the wrong yard. Lovely to see you, though.
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