Means of Seeing what the eye brings

October 12, 2004

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Music: Interpol

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Today’s pick is Antics by Interpol. I do believe that this is only Interpol’s first or second full-length album, although i may be mistaken. There does seem to be a plethora of EP’s, singles, and at least one DVD offering. In any event, if you like it, there’s other offerings to explore.
i have a hard time describing this music (isn’t that helpful?). It’s exactly the sort of music you’d find playing in the background in somewhat dim and trendy late-night uptown restaurants. Then again, perhaps i’m just describing it that way due to the curious circumstances under which i aquired the disc.
i was given the album by a server at a somewhat dim and trendy late-night downtown eatery. At any rate, uptown or down, it was a strange and delightful find; very haunting and urban, very New York. I’m still at work deciphering the morse-code inscriptions both on and within the packaging. The photography is a delight as well, by Sean McCabe. Of course, track 4, Take You On A Cruise, has a vaguely nautical theme, as well as hinting at one of my favourite subjects, redemption and self-discovery.

October 10, 2004

a song, a place, a time

Filed under: sounds — osteoderm @ 4:00 am

Ever hear a song that seems to express up whatever yer feelin’ at the time? Today’s musical memory is from Mason Jennings. Read on:

“California”

Don’t you know baby i’m a leading man
I dig down deep when i say i love you
And i can hold my own with the best of them
I guarantee you, you will never see nothing like this again
California, i hope that it wakes you
From all of the darkness
That i couldn’t break through’cause
I’m gonna miss you, i’m gonna miss you
Don’t you know that i did the things i could
I rubbed your back when you were sleeping
But all along baby it was understood
That you were leaving, absolutely
Since the very first day we met
California, i hope that it wakes you
From all of the darkness
That i couldn’t break through’cause
I’m gonna miss you, i’m gonna miss you
Like i miss the ocean
When i go to sleep
Man, it’s gonna break my heart

Well holy crap in a handbag… if you were there, you’d say that song just about explains everything that happened to me in California last winter. Nice to hear a lovesong that doesn’t condemn, judge, or whine… just expresses the way things are. Of course, a nautical reference as well… I strongly reccomend a listen; several albums out there now.

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