Posts from 9th July 2002

Jul 02

Andrew WK: I Get Wet: Pitchfork Review

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Andrew WK: I Get Wet: Pitchfork Review: Remarkable write-up of the Andrew WK album from Ryan Schrieber, Pitchforkmedia’s editor-in-chief.

Remarkable because it gets Andrew WK’s music so descriptively right – “Nothing could penetrate a sound that dense. I was overcome. I tried to remember the last time anyone dared to push rock so poppily over the top, and figured it must have been some time around Hysteria. I sat rapt by the simple barbarity of that sound, Andrew barking adamantly over the exploding plastic fury. The gall! WK demanded respect, whether he deserved it or not. His conviction was startling, and the sound so scrutinously polished it lapped itself back into rawness. Indeed, it was time to party.”


Tom’s Top Ten!

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Tom’s Top Ten!
THE RAPTURE – “House Of Jealous Lovers”
LIGHTNING SEEDS – “3 Lions (Osymyso Remix)”
NELLY – “Hot In Herre”
SPACE COWBOY – “I Would Die 4 U”
FC KAHUNA – “Machine Says Yes”
MIS-TEEQ – “One Night Stand”
MARLEY MARL – “The Symphony”
WANESSA CAMARGO – “O Quero Ser O Seu Amor”


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What is the most important meal of the day? I was asked this by some pesky consumer survey thing which had been popped through my door which was sitting upon the pile of unopened Britannia Music Club application forms and death threats from Monsoon Bassoon (its the only publicity you’ll ever get from the internet – you might as well call it a day suckers). As I sucked first on the free biro in the pack and then on a refreshing mixture laced with juniper and quinnine it seemed very clear to me the mid-afternoon cocktails was the answer. This was not offered however, showing a great lack of foresight. Instead the line-up was as follows:
a) Breakfast
b) Lunch
c) Dinner
None of these seemed suitably alcoholic to me. I suppose lunch can be made palatable by being made liquid but truth be told even that is a touch early for me. Dinner always seems to get in the way of boozing. As for the other one, you know I wasn’t quite sure of what the word meant. So I looked it up in a dictionary.

Imagine my surprise to find that there was a whole meal I had been missing. A meal in the morning (a concept which was also relatively new to me). Intrigued I delved further – and what did I find. The most disgustingly depraved culinary ideas ever. A meal which oft consisted of toasted flakes of corn, fat ridden pig products and so many musical reminders that frankly it turned my stomach. No sir – breakfast is not for me – not with its Bread, Toast, Orange Juice – and those are just three bands for starters. I sleep through til 2pm, until the soothing tones of my G’n’Teasmade wakes me from my silent slumber. Breakfast is the most musical meal of the day – not only is the worst excesses of music radio pumping out at the time but so many musical reminders lay within its bounds. Over the next few weeks I intend to prove this as I bring you the most frightening IHM piece ever. Ladies and gentlemen I bring you : The Breakfast Of Banality.

josh blog

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josh blog is back, you’ll be pleased to hear.

I am always a but suspicious when I see stories like this

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I am always a but suspicious when I see stories like this: Beyonce Knowles warning kids not to become pop stars. This is not that dissimilar to the bitching Michael Jackson did about the music industry at the weekend, though Beyonce has decided not to take any chances and basically warn off all her up and coming competition. That is the way I see it after all, when you are at the top of the pile as Destiny’s Child currently are the only way is down. And the only way that wil happen is if someone younger and new comes and topples you, pop music is always looking for the next big thing. So while Beyonce is undoubtedly right, there are plenty of backbiters and false friends in the industry, I just get the feeling she is trying to put off the inevitable and scare off the competition.

I would be a little bit more sympathetic is she was spending her time telling people not to be miners or workers in the nuclear power industry really where the risks for self damage really are quite high. Beyonce’s warning will merely make the girls even more ambitious than Beyonce (and imagine that if you will) call her a sap, a weakling and drive further to replace her.

Old English cities are built of pubs:

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Old English cities are built of pubs: I just spent the weekend in York and like Oxford which I am well acqainted with, and even smaller towns like St Albans, the place is stuffed to the gills with pubs. There is something quite heartwarming about walking down a street where every other building is a tiny, wonky building with a hanging sign with a name whose origin has been lost in time. History is something a lot of pubs trade on, something a whole lot of others constantly want to wipe out. And a pub being old in itself is certainly not enough for it to be deemed any good. A lot of very old pubs use this as an excuse to ramp up the prices and do very little else but serve lousy beer. Equally you shouldn’t knock an estate pub merely for being in a new building.

One of my favourite combinations of the old and the new is the King Of Corsica on Berwick Street. The building it is in dates from the late sixties, yet inside there is a well researched board telling us the kistory of the King it is named after. Despite being new and opposite a much older Blue Posts, the pub manages a thriving market trade and of course the roughest karaoke in town on Friday. Not a particularly nice pub in most respects the place does have undeniable character – which is due partially to an understanding of the role its own – albeit short -history plays (there are references to long standing locals in the pub). In York I went in a number of pubs in those crooked buildings, to find an interior recently refurbed serving only lager and creamflow bitter and with not sense of history inside the pub. As picturesque as any facade is, you drink inside the pub and that is what really matters.