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Massive Music Monday!

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It’s what? Friday? Oh. Oh dear.

But, here’s your latest music news, and there’s lots of it.

THE CURE released their first album for 16 years, Songs Of A Lost World. True fans (you know who you are) have been expecting this for a while now, but I’m really enjoying the new stuff, mainly because a lot of it sound like their old stuff. And that, as we’ve mentioned before, is absolutely fine, thank you very much.

And they also did that Halloween gig for the BBC. Only available for 29 days here on Sounds, or here on iPlayer, but hopefully on Youtube for a longer time real soon now.

Good news: THE LATHUMS announced a new album and a tour.
Bad news: Djibouti misses out again.

Matter Does Not Define is out in March, but at least we have something new to keep us going in the meantime:

And finally, MAGNE FURUHOLMEN has released the first of his new songs – on his birthday, nogal (62, in case you were wondering) – and it’s all gravelly and piano-y and gentle and lovely.

And there’s obviously more to come:

first out is the title-track ‘living with ourselves’, and then one song will be added every friday until all songs on the album is out – or you’re exhausted, whichever comes first).

And a podcast to go with each release.

This has been a good Friday. Not like, the Easter one, but know what I mean.

Deadpan Robert Smith – preserved for posterity

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I spotted this on twitter and shared it amongst friends yesterday, but I just heard it played again on 6 Music and couldn’t help but laugh.

It needs to be preserved on more than social media.
So here it is on 6000 miles…

Robert Smith of The Cure – fresh from touring SA – simply slaying the unfortunate squeaky interviewer as the band were inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.

I didn’t go to see their recent local concert – I’m not really enough of a fan – but by all accounts, they were really impressive.

And this is the sort of line you can only get away with when you’re big enough to be inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, I guess.

FIIL

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OK, reading back that title sounds like some sort of terrorist organisation. Nothing could be further from the truth. It’s: Friday I’m In Love.

The kids both woke up in great moods this morning. Like every family, school mornings aren’t necessarily always the happiest or most relaxed times. Usually, there are no problems, but today was even better than that: everyone was happily bouncing around the house. Even the beagle was smiling.

There’s The Cure for that, and they joined us at breakfast via Youtube:

A little bastard mole even took advantage of this happy atmosphere to fall into the swimming pool and was duly relocated to somewhere a long way down the road, rather than being relocated to join the choir invisible.
I’m going all sentimental in my happiness, it seems.

So yes, enjoy your Friday, even if Saturday wait, and Sunday always comes too late.
You don’t even want to hear about the darkness forecast on Monday, and Tuesday and Wednesday are apparently going to be busy at the local cardiology department. So enjoy it while you can.