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catalog

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Both those ones posted by rich in answer are good though, I think i like the 2nd one more, but the first one may have been it.

I'll put em both on, along with californication
 

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Anyway, tomorrow some guy I know a bit is having a birthday bash thing tomorrow at this place called Anjos 70 or something, he's got a LOT of DJs spinning records for him and when we were out the other day drinking with a mutual friend he asked me if I would like to join in and play a short set. So yeah, I'm up for it, right now I'm pulling out all sorts of records that I could consider for my big moment tomorrow. My idea is to really express myself as much as possible, to start off in one place and to, you know, build it up, but not just build it up, I want to take people sideways as well as up, I want them to experience as many emotions as possible, my aim is that by the end they will be exhausted and I don't just mean in a physical, bodily sense. Sure, of course they WILL be physically exhausted from dancing so much, from giving everything that they have to the irresistible beats that i am gonna serve them and which will no doubt seize their bodies and simply make them dance - er although I'm not sure that it's the right expression to say that they are "giving everything" if I just take it, but regardless of the expression, that IS what I am going to do, I am going to coil the music round them like a fucking anaconda and place them on the dance floor where they will dangle on the end of my strings like helpless little marionettes ha ha ha. Sorry, where was I? Yeah, I was gonna say, not just physically exhausted but also that I fully intend to put them through the emotional wringer at the same time. I really want them to experience every emotion known to man or woman, in fact many emotions they will experience more than once so that by the end they will be smiling hopefully through the agonising tears of melancholy still drying on their faces as they crawl on blistered feet to the exit.
So my Choon of the Day is this one that I am considering as a possible set opener, the reason being that, while on the face of it, it's "just" a slinkily suggestive slice of sykedelic psoul, I think that in addition to simply being a beautiful song it is also one which bares enough of its hidden claws every now and again - in the form of crunching razor sharp guitar licks - to hint that the following journey through my mind might contain somewhat more in the way of twists and turns and hidden depths than one might have hitherto expected.

Yes! That's the one
 

rubberdingyrapids

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heard the current sheeran one but i think this is better.
ES is weird, when his songs pop up on radio for the first time, before they become ubiquitous, i can never recognise him.
maybe thats cos i dont listen to enough ES, but his songs are usually undeniably decent to good pop songs, but his voice for me has this sort of anonymous quality.
 

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Just learned from the A Love From Outer Space FB page that Richard H. Kirk has died. Sad, he was no great age. Cabaret Voltaire were great.

 

HannahB

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heard the current sheeran one but i think this is better.
ES is weird, when his songs pop up on radio for the first time, before they become ubiquitous, i can never recognise him.
maybe thats cos i dont listen to enough ES, but his songs are usually undeniably decent to good pop songs, but his voice for me has this sort of anonymous quality.
Production design of the joker 😩🔫the pits, what is this?! don’t understand
 

IdleRich

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Yeah I hear that on the radio all the time when I drive and I totally thought it was Justin Bieber for ages.
I got in the car ten minutes after that discussion and inevitably it was the first song I heard... and it was on again on the way back. It's a nice enough tune I guess but there is a line (in fact many) in which he bravely reveals some of the horrendous situations that his disgustingly bad drug habits get him and he says

"Conversations with a stranger I barely know"

And I always think, well yeah of course you barely know him or her, that's what a stranger is, and it really bugs the hell out of me.

It's funny how sometimes things like that really annoy me to the point of spoiling a tune and sometimes they don't bother me at all. I guess it depends on the type of tune and the way it's done.

There is one thing I've got somewhere that I can barely listen to cos the chorus goes "Masturbation while menstruation" which just doesn't make sense and it's so clearly annunciated that it really sticks out, like they're so proudly doing it wrong.

For me it would be better to forgo the rhyme and have "Masturbation while menstruating". I think it would be much less jarring cos it makes grammatical sense... or even "Masturbating while menstruating" or you could change the middle bit and have "Masturbation during menstruation" - there were so many better options open to them and they chose the worst.
 

rubberdingyrapids

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you should stop listening to much modern music.
sometimes i listen to kiss or radio 1, listen to the casualisation of what passes for commercial modern song writing and find it hard to believe people like such poorly written lyrics, delivered as though to sound totally ordinary and conversational. sheeran is actually one of the better ones, to be fair.
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IdleRich

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you should stop listening to much modern music.
sometimes i listen to kiss or radio 1, listen to the casualisation of what passes for commercial modern song writing and find it hard to believe people like such poorly written lyrics, delivered as though to sound totally ordinary and conversational. sheeran is actually one of the better ones, to be fair.
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An old one that bugs me like that - and this is really unfair - is Grace of God by Machine when it goes... "There but for the grace of God, there goes I" - you only need one of those "there"s in there!
 
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