got a crappy little radio from fleet for signing up for my bank account. the thing looks very 1999 with the see-thru blue plastic and chrome buttons. it only picks up the hip hop and oldies stations, which is fine with me.
am writing this from the brown music department, my new home. so many books about music! i feel a wonderful calm being around all this information.
this shortlist thing seems like yet another misguided attempt at 'helping to raise the standard of music entering the mainstream of america.' the whole idea of mainstream music is so absolutely obtuse at this point, with most 'stars' being so vertically integrated that music is but a small and often insiginificant part of their entire celebrity package.
i might be the last person to know this, but the classic tune 'summertime' was written by gershwin for porgy and bess. the zombies version of this song is one of my absolute favorite, spine tingling twilight summer jams. do the world a favor and never try to sing along on the radio. that means everyone.
watched the maddeningly romantic 'cinema paradiso' last night and cried my little eyes out. those italianos with their winking, curious little boys. something in it didn't sit right -- like all that the world needs is a kiss to stumble out of hate? ennio morricone did the soundtrack.
a friend of mind once posited that in the future, the only jobs left would be polishing the robots. (i think he even has robotpolishers.com but if you go there, you will only see his undeveloped genius). anyway, this guy would agree, though in a much less imaginitive and more michael moore type way.
spent some time with van morrison's astral weeks upon friend's 'hold shit dude listen to that.' overwrought is never a bad thing. crazy hobbit instrumentation with bad bongo sprinkle things unforgivable in an otherwise magnificent piece of celtic psych folk. man o man there's always so much more to hear. his lyrics are pretensious in a way only okay in 1968 but that tull rode through the 70s. fucking prog rock. amg calls aw 'soothing, literate, laid-back' - amg as the friendster of rock music.