I’ve Been Bad

Some vague reference to the all-dominating Oscar Pistorius trial, maybe? If so, I assure you that it was only done subconsciously.

Herewith Zebra & Giraffe’s latest offering – you may recognise them from posts such as A to Z and In My Eyes and such Flickr sets as er… this one.

I think you’d be hard pressed to deny that there are Depeche Modey elements in there. Like the baritone Greg Carlin as Dave Gahan in those opening bars- yes? And there’s no disrespect there, because there are very few bands that can reasonably be compared to those sort of heights.

Great stuff from a band that I was worried had lost their way a bit.

Dummy

I’m feeling less than 100% today. It’s (probably) not Ebola, but it’s not very pleasant either. Thus, quota music. And Glory Box from Portishead. The album Dummy came out 20 years ago. 20. Twenty.

I know. How old do you feel right now?

There’s a special heavyweight vinyl re-issue being made for the 20th anniversary, with no extras, no remixes, nothing. Just as was. Wow.  Oh, and here’s a great look at Dummy and all that was going on around it from Chris Molanphy.

Why not dig it out and have a play this weekend?

Sounds like a melody

This song has been an irritating earworm for me for the past week or so and I’ve actually no idea why. Yes, we’re looking at the cream of Deutsche electrosyth-pop here, albeit upon their return to the limelight (as witnessed here in Cape Town), but they had bigger hits than this, which aren’t repeatedly occupying my auditory system. So why this? I don’t know.

It was previously a little known fact about Alphaville that they like to make their audience feel as uncomfortable or awkward as possible. You can see the rows columns of German fans cramped in front of the performance, all lined up back to back with little or no bum room, doing their best to look happy, despite being very uncomfortable.
And then, behind the band, a pocket of people forced into the back left hand corner (probably best viewed at about 2:13), and being made to stand and dance, despite feeling very awkward.
Also, it’s only 4ºC in that factory. Everyone is wearing bulky coats and looking uncomfortable and awkward. Those who chose to ignore the bulky coat dress code are looking uncomfortable or awkward, and cold.

Consequently there is little, no or even less audience participation, despite the best efforts of the band to get some sort of Rammsteinesque energy in towards the end of the performance. Everyone just sits there, shivering.

Still, great song. I’m going to be humming it all week.

Doh!

Dry The River

If, when he left this comment, Jon Liddle was attempting to generate some sort of interest in his son’s band’s new album, well then, he’s succeeded. I’ve had a quick wander through their back catalogue and – while there’s a bit of gospel, a lot of beard, some violin and more than the occasional hint of banjo – it’s well worth a listen. This ain’t no Mumford and Sons/Lumineers mashup. Thankfully.

Recording in Iceland was about shutting ourselves off from our daily lives and our heavy touring schedule to rediscover what Dry the River means to us. We suspected it would be some kind of otherworldly experience, and it was: beautiful and alien, lonely and taxing but ultimately rewarding.

So yes, the tenuous link was Iceland: its wild beauty and solitude. And they did a documentary on just how that worked out for them:

MOAR SCENERY!!!!

Apparently:

The end product, Alarms in the Heart, is so heavily engrained with that process, that strange location and the experience of being there, that you have to take the two together.

I’ll be giving the album a full listen and I’ll let you know how that goes, but in the meantime, here’s Gethsemane: which features on the documentary from about 8 minutes in and just. fits. perfectly.

My son doesn’t have a band, but when he does, I’ll probably advise him to head to Marion Island (SA’s equivalent of Iceland, I guess) to record that difficult second album. “Fewer beards,” I’ll also tell him.

Safety first.

UPDATE: More information about Dry The River? Here.

Imitation of Life

I found myself doing some “stuff” around the house this afternoon with VH1 providing the musical backdrop. It’s sometimes a little hit or miss, but today it did ok, aside from a 5 minute wailing of Sicky Dion. Thankfully, I was preoccupied with the braai by then. Saving the channel’s reputation were The Stereophonics, Paul Simon, Dexy’s and Erasure – to name but a few.

Best memory of the lot was this one though: R.E.M.’s Imitation of Life and its clever video:

Says Stipe:

The entire video took 20 seconds to shoot. What you’re watching is a loop that goes forwards for 20 seconds, backwards for 20 seconds, forwards for 20 seconds, backwards for 20 seconds, with one camera, static, and then using a technique called ‘pan and scan’, which is a technical thing that is used when they go from a widescreen format and reformat to fit your television or DVD, moving in on certain parts of the entire picture. And you’ll see that we do that picking up various people within the frame.

Which all sounds suitably technical to me.
So. Now you know.