Page France - "Here's a Telephone"
Rolling out of the cup as always with lyrics like a tap-dance, this is the 1:21 with the most fury (yes, even a distorted electric guitar) on the new Page France album. So much fury for his little all-carpet room, his little duck mouth, that it takes another 1:21 to calm down. Sweating, "gosh, I was so angry I almost swaggered." [Buy tour EP]
I went to the show tonight. Had some great moments, mostly driven to and found by the drummer. This is the first song off their new EP, which is a huge, and isolated, departure from their other stuff. It seems to have an intention aside from throbbing atmosphere and totally nerding out, which is highly unexpected, and a bit off-putting. Had Malkmus been on stage with them adding freestyle vocals (instead of the always-charming Subtitle) he would have started Baba O'Reily lyrics over top, out here in the fields, I fight for my meals... [Buy, Tour]
Ford & Fitzroy - "Handbags and Handgrenades"
I know a lot of you will write this song off too quickly. Yes, it's 6:53. Yes, it repeats its structure one too many times. But you know just as well as I do, that that singer is bloody awesome. His vocal pulls and tugs that can rip tears out of the words, his yelps and warbles that curve better than terrible posture. And his screams, god, his screams, they have the urgency and fear of a young Isaac Brock, and (think what you may of him) the presence and passion of a young Conor Oberst. And though normally I would ne'er want the two conjoined, like a Taurus and a pick-up, this guy is his own thing, and he deserves more; more space, more silence dedicated to him, more time to build and break. [site]
Posted by Dan at March 5, 2007 4:00 AMthis song is so great, especially at the end!
Posted by ron ron at March 5, 2007 1:07 PMOh, boys, I hate to pile on now but I've had a terrible week and seriously, you need to figure out what's going on with your mp3 links. For a while now they've been cutting off at like ten seconds into each and everysong. I doubt this is a problem to high-speed users, but some dial-up people (*cough* me) are going to have to stop reading 'cause it's torture-esque to not be able to hear this stuff. I'm guessing it's a server thing 'cause it affects EVERY SINGLE SONG now and it's ridiculous.
Anyway, hope all is well, and keep writing.
Posted by karpe at March 5, 2007 7:51 PMOh my. I loves me some Page France and I cannot thank you enough for posting that Holy Fuck track. I saw them live this past summer at an outdoor festival and they played Lovely Allen [which I hadn't heard at that point] and everyone was so into it. I couldn't even believe how incredible the song was. I recorded it on a super crappy camera and posted it on YouTube. One guy sent me a message on there that pretty much sums up what it was lie to experience that song live:
"I saw them play in Brantford in this tiny room of like 80 people and by the end of this song (which they closed the show with) I, and most people there, were floating off the ground."
He even wanted to find a good version to use as his wedding song, which I thought was super cool.
Again, thank you -so- very much. I appreciate it immensely.
Posted by Alie at March 5, 2007 10:00 PMi listened to it, and then, miraculously, smoked a cigarette in my room, and listened to it again. and then googled mary pickford. she was something.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/31/MaryPickford13.jpg/250px-MaryPickford13.jpg
http://www.geocities.com/marypickford2000/mary.JPG
and then,
http://home.nycap.rr.com/useless/bubonic_plague/bubonic1.gif
flickering infinity?
what is with this, this trope of glimmering fading infinite fame, and how and why does it fit so finely with the image evoking world of handbags and handgrenades?
rhetorically asked, sort of.