This song spends 3:30 crumbling in your hands; boiling dry. But the core is so strong that it can sustain this overflowing style. I just don't want to find out that Peel is, like, all 35-year-olds or something. [Buy]
Ray's Vast Basement - "Not Just Mine"
There is a circle of expectation that comes with a song like this. Railroad tracks, lanterns, boxcars, dust-blown farms, lost ones, bends in the road, hitching rides, green apples, valleys, rivers, "the country", harvest time, horses, autumn, flats. These things fall inside the circle. As do whispery back-up singers, dry breeze guitars, non-specific weary man vocalists, and my feeling that there is a whole lot of nature that I miss. [site]
The Comedian Harmonists - "Ali Baba"
"...And in the ensuing years, of course, the world government, in an attempt to rid humanity of prejudice, did away with much early music. Among which was most of the repertoire of The Comedian Harmonists, whose delightful clucks and warbles were never to be heard again by anyone, vanishing into the waxy red mist from whence they materialized..." [Buy]
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I'm going to be on the radio tonight (May 3rd-4th), I'll be hosting a show with my friend Etan from 1:00am - 4:00am EST on CKUT. I know, it's like right now. It's an all-request 3 hours, so gramophone readers get priority (514.448.4013).
Posted by Dan at May 4, 2007 12:45 AMafter listening a couple times since the weekend, i love that first song. thanks!
Posted by lisa at May 7, 2007 9:12 PMha kids! your posts are marvelous. thank you for unearthing gems and oddities... perhaps it is an unfounded fear of mine that brings me circling wary of sameness through a curcuit of blogs abuzz with "post-glich era" glibness and one liners that whet the appetite like a big gulp on an empty stomach. Clicking along well trod web-routes, I've found in myself a crow's voracity for the new and the next (Joni Mitchell's image of that scavenger bird swooping down to pick up on "something shiney"), barely pausing to savour the treasures at hand. It is in that urge to pause, hiccupping over your words --this a testement to your listener's gourmet-- that appreciation strikes: in the busy, forward pulse of this medium, stg calls out "loll and listen," and we do!
Posted by Julia at May 7, 2007 11:05 PMNot Just Mine is purely wonderful. Seeing nature and poetry and understanding how nature works and how poetry works requires modesty and patience and still observation.
It is pitch-perfect and aspirational outside of societal, institutional heroics. You will never see a video of the song with limos and dancers; it is as revolutionary as all true, normal, fresh, strange and quiet things are.
Posted by telecom at May 8, 2007 2:04 AM