Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Just rolled back in from Islington Vue. Managed to dodge the seductive charms of Scary Movie 4, Basic Instinct 2 and The Pink Panther, as they're not released yet, so we finally made it to Walk The Line, after finding it booked out last time. And what a unique pleasure it was. A truly life affirming tale of success, failure, redemption, love and fucking great music! I came straight home, my Cash albums were straight on the turntables and I spun the movie back in my mind's eye. Now I'm through to his work on American Recordings, showing that his talent never dimmed through the years. 'The Man Comes Around' always puts a broad wild smile on my face. Which is pretty impressive for a song about judgement day! I might watch the 'Hurt' video later. But... well, there's nowhere to go after that.
So before then, a concession to the alt.country class of 2006. As I was killing time before the film, I took another sneaky trip through the valhalla of HMV on Oxford Street. I left clutching the 7 inch of 'Rise Up With Fists!!' by Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins. The sweet as pie singer from Rilo Kiley kicking back on the porch in Tennesee. Just wonderful, and far better than the playing-it-for-laughs video suggests. Indeed, the lyrics are deliciously applicable to a pivotal scene in Walk The Line.
Are you really that pure, sir?
Thought I saw you in Vegas
It was not pretty, but she was...
(not your wife)
Ever get the feeling there's some guy up there pulling the strings? Too many coincidences, I think. Anyway, I'm finding these Country music folk spinning out the feelings in my head better than most others out there at the moment. The fact that Bright Eyes appears on her album more or less makes it essential for me now.
And speaking of essential, the Art Of Noises' A-Z of music continues with the letter M. (No wonder i had a Sesame Street cake...) Possibly the hardest choice I've had to make so far, having considered Ms Minogue, Madonna, Missy Elliot, Miles Davis, Massive Attack, The Magnetic Fields, Mr McCartney, The Manics, Masters At Work, Mercury Rev, Michael Jackson, Mogwai and My Bloody Valentine. I finally settled on the peerless Marvin Gaye with his What's Going On album. More nourishment for the soul.
Just one last thing. The birthday cakes was a mock up, I'm afraid, stolen heartlessly from a boy called Brandon. Cool name, kid. Hope you had a nice birthday. By the looks of the cake, I bet you had a blast! Speaking of which, happy birthday to my kid brother Richard. Not that he reads this thing. As I far as I'm aware, anyway...
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