Music
pening Rant:
Have you ever been one of the first to discover some jaw-dropping new
band (or maybe movie), only to have the rest of the world wake up and
catch on to the brilliance? �No longer is the band special, only
yours. �Your music buff credibility is shattered, you know longer feel
like a hipster... Everywhere you go, you hear people talking to YOUR
band, like THEY found it. �Not only that, just to heap on the spite,
these people seem robotic: just cogs in the machine that is cool.
To me, sometimes sharing music feels like birthing and raising a
As today is is International Women's Day*, here's my favorite new song
by the "Righteous Babe" Ani Difranco. �"Recoil", like the rest of Ani's
new album, is much less angry than one might be used to from her.
Maybe there will be more angry Ani to send later. �Until next time..
*Yes, I know that I am very behind in posting these. Like anyone's really paying much attention.
Due to complaints about the "cc" of the last message, this message is
dedicated to you, Viv. �Also, due to your "issues with didactic
email", I'll try to strip this issue of unnecessary wordiness.
On to the point. �To side step the sophomore slump, I am sending out
none other than my most played iTunes song - my favorite track from my
favorite album of last year. �None other than Montreal's* own Arcade
Fire, with "Neighbourhood 3: Power Out". �My verdict? Kick Ass!
Until next time.
Rick
*the Montreal comment is just f
Rather than blogging, my online procrastination this month will take the form of ludicrous MP3 filled emails to friends. Enjoy the copy-and-paste chaos, sans the actual music. The fuzz wouldn't like that.
According to Chris, I review music as if it was a fine wine. He couldn't be any more right.
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Ok Sharelle,
The mix CD is only 4 or 5 months overdue. As "consolation", get ready
for a month of semi daily messages filled with MP3s, fully annotated.
To you "cc" folks, I know that you guys like music as well, so I
Usually I delete emails with titles like “You’ve won free tickets” – luckily, this time I decided to read on. The fine folks at Upstream Entertainment – the people who brought Xavier Rudd, Graj Mahal, Vinyl, Sound Tribe Sector 9 and many more to Vancouver - rewarded me for being on their mailing list by giving away free tickets to Crosby Stills and Nash. Not a bad deal. The seats were fairly bad, but $10 and a scalper fixed that.
Walking into the Pacific Coliseum with Jeremy (my concert buddy as of late) we were obviously not members of the shows demographic. Most there were greying, with ponytails – signs of their past. I gathered that many there had probably seen the band in the 60’s or 70’s. In fact, the whole show reeked of the 70’s (pot included!) – I felt like I was in a scene from Almost Famous. The classic rock and the old Pacific Coliseum with its old “boomy” sound were pure nostalgia from before my time.
