Sandro Perri - "Sky Histoire". Perri usually records as Polmo Polpo, making an electronic music from small organic sounds. On Sandro Perri Plays Polmo Polpo, Perri revisits some of these songs - reinterpreting them in more traditional form, often with vocals, and always in beautiful, sumptuous tones. "Sky Histoire" takes the seaside want of Perri's voice and drapes it in trombone, euphonium, bells, tom, fingers-on-guitarstring. It's a tremendously handsome piece, yearning and somehow glad, evoking the ends of Grizzly Bear songs or the middle of Mulatu Astatqe's Ethiopiques.
Virgil Shepard Walters - "Ghetto Blastin'". I hope by now you are familiar with the virtues of Dan Beirne, one of the two men who writes this blog with me. And so I hope you'll realise what a compliment it is when I say that if Dan Beirne had a theme-song, it would share the same lyrics as "Ghetto Blastin'". Yes. I'm not sure that the music would be the same: Dan's got less twang than this, more spiky electric guitar. But the words, oh the vocals - they're sharp as looks, bright as spurs, yellow as pinnies. "I'm the best but even if I wasn't I hit the street with my cousin, we'd fuckin' tear it up." It's a song of hip-hop swagger that's dressed in denim jacket, green cords; that takes shaker, guitar, violins, a voice that curls water-damaged at the edges. It's all in that voice, Mr Walters himself, singing the Dan Beirne themesong.
Someone once pointed out the way my heart is always creaking. That my heart always takes this verb: to creak. But Dan? "Ghetto Blastin'"? No creakin'. Their hearts do things mine are not so much in the habit of doing. They "clatter", they "gallop". The song apologises if your heart don't do that. Oh, to have a galloping heart! It's very rare for me, something felt on mountains, in fog, and at first touches. But not Virgil Shepard Walters, not Dan Beirne. They've got feelings that take loud, forceful sounds - these fiddles f'rinstance, fiddles that move in and up and in and up until they're too much to compete with, til Walters is yelling over them and is forced to fade out. "I'm sorry / that you're dyin' / Lord I'm sorry! / I'm still living / and I'm crushing you with my twenty-two inch rims!"
What's my theme-song? I am going to arbitrarily declare it Bonnie 'Prince' Billy's "New Partner" (original vsn), because this is my blog-post and I can do, hope, crave whatever I want.
(Thank you, thank you Michael.)
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Marathonpacks' end-of-year mixes are smooth as silk.
Marcello Carlin's been writing about his favourite albums/songs of 2006. Of any article on Joanna Newsom's Ys that I've read so far, he best articulates my own ambivalent feelings - even if I liked it more than he did. (And he contrasts it against [perhaps my favourite album in the world] Astral Weeks!). But what I enjoy most of all is that his favourite album was Broken Social Scene's Broken Social Scene (released in the UK in 2006). That record was one of my very favourites of last year, but at the time I felt like one of its only cheerleaders. (This year's equivalent, ladies and gents: Swan Lake.)
Posted by Sean at December 21, 2006 3:00 AMTruly I get a little lost in the swirl of Broken Social Scene. I've gotten the same sense of sonic maelstrom-iness from Beast Moans thus far, so some musical instinct in my mind is seeing some sort of parallel between the two, too. I'm sorry it's not more of a positive parallel. ^_^
Posted by Yoshinori Sasao at December 21, 2006 12:42 PMWell, he's right about Newsom and wrong about _Rum, Sodomy and the Lash_. The former is forgettable, the latter just about perfect for what is essentially a traditionals record.
I doubt anyone goes to see Newsom play and has anything interesting happen that wouldn't have happened ten times with the namechecked Terry Riley (swoon), or back-in-the-day Throbbing Gristle (two swoons), or Godspeed YBE (records ok, performances aces). What is her point? No idea. The Pogues around Lp #2 ('85ish) were a band that brought together real '70s punks and suburban high-school nerds and made them all have fun. It is not to compare 'overrated'. They kicked your ass. It's just too bad Mr. McGowan kept drinking. Man, he drank. Dylan Thomas is not famous for drinking, you know.
Posted by wcw at December 21, 2006 8:12 PMSo that Virgil Walters song is pretty amazing! I have yet to tell him he got posted here but I'm betting he'll be pretty happy. I'm interviewing him for a PopMatters feature for early next year, you should all be excited to read that. Because I don't think I need to tell you he will one day be legendary! yessssssss
Posted by Michael at December 21, 2006 10:10 PMI like the idea of a theme song, but I think for this song, it's more like...if I were a meal, this is the song you'd listen to while I was prepared.
Posted by dan at December 22, 2006 3:39 AMthat Sandro Perri song is lovely. favourite thing i've heard this week. thanks, Sean.
Posted by thomas at December 22, 2006 5:24 PMI couldn't disagree more with him about the Newsom, and while it's normally pretty idiotic to pull the whole defensive and obvious, "That's just YOUR opinion," crap, the thing is, he actually seems to forget this at times. For instance: "You end up counting the minutes..."
No, he does. I end up each time in futile prayer that that the song will extend itself, change into one of hope, and leave me less devastated than I always am after finishing that album.
Just had to throw in my two cents.
Also, this is a tiny thing but in his Ornette review he brings up Greg Cohen's work with Tom Waits as if it was the sole highlight of his career. Masada, anyone?
Posted by dc at December 23, 2006 4:44 AMAlso, he keeps using the word "minimalism" to describe her style. Um... what?
Posted by dc at December 23, 2006 4:45 AMSandro Perri... fantastic!
Posted by Paul at December 23, 2006 1:52 PMthere's no doubt in my mind that astral weeks and ys are linked, at least in spirit, which is why so many of us have subconsciously made the connection. i think i've traced it down to the way the sounds spiral, ascending even as they are intertwined with the weight of the things sung through them. i find it miraculous, but have made my peace with those who don't hear the same, as it seems pretty impossible to articulate one way or the other.
Posted by cody at December 24, 2006 5:49 PMI really am enjoying this Virgil Sheperd Walters song. Reminds me of driving through my small home town in Northern Michigan after living in Brooklyn for the past year.
My heart doesn't gallop that often, but it does when I find heavenly new music like this.
Thanks Gramophone as always.
Posted by Matt at December 26, 2006 9:59 PMWhatever happened to Virgil Shepard Walters?
Posted by C at July 30, 2011 3:18 AM