Sole Sister
July 11th 2008 14:47
Well avid readers, guilt and a unrelenting desire has finally taken firm grip and compelled me to write this long awaited post.
Whilst enjoying an extravagant meal and a few bottles of good red wine with my lovely housemates and loved one, I came to a disturbing realisation that our tastes (well, most peoples) in music are all but a product of a successful marketing campaign headed by people whom pay little regard to true talent.
Shocking? I doubt it. But my conversation downstairs with industry 'professionals' filled by belly with the burning need to put in my 50 cents thinking its worth the full dollar
I will not go on a rampage about the money making (or once profitable) record labels, but instead highlight some sounds that help me get out of bed in the morning without feeling too jaded by this cynical world.
The Soledad brothers.
I am a Soledad brother in the truest sense. Whilst i lack, the arguably important equipment to make this so, i go above and beyond the primitive meaning of 'man' with my balls out love for everything this band stands for.
If you are one of the unfortunate few who have missed out in basking in their 'garage rock' glory i beg you to go... no, run, to your nearest 'reputable' music outlet and beg the indie guy behind the counter for a copy of 'steal your soul and dare your spirit to move.' If said boy looks at you with a blank stare, feel proud in the knowledge that you are about to discover something truly life changing. Believe me, its worth the cost of US imports, posting and handling bla bla for a moment so pure you wonder what it was you listened to before this.
My alternate life as a music nazi begun and will probably end with the band. I have the good fortune of being able to say that I have 'spoken' to one of the most pressing musical minds of our generation regarding his taste on music (you see, i was stuck in a Ryan Adams rut at the time) and have found a plethora of sounds that have continued to ignite my senses and make me fall hopelessly in love again.
Friends, I have much to say but before i go on i need everyone to hear, prodigal stone blues, then come back to me. Rapt in warmth the of utter fulfillment
Whilst enjoying an extravagant meal and a few bottles of good red wine with my lovely housemates and loved one, I came to a disturbing realisation that our tastes (well, most peoples) in music are all but a product of a successful marketing campaign headed by people whom pay little regard to true talent.
Shocking? I doubt it. But my conversation downstairs with industry 'professionals' filled by belly with the burning need to put in my 50 cents thinking its worth the full dollar
I will not go on a rampage about the money making (or once profitable) record labels, but instead highlight some sounds that help me get out of bed in the morning without feeling too jaded by this cynical world.
The Soledad brothers.
I am a Soledad brother in the truest sense. Whilst i lack, the arguably important equipment to make this so, i go above and beyond the primitive meaning of 'man' with my balls out love for everything this band stands for.
If you are one of the unfortunate few who have missed out in basking in their 'garage rock' glory i beg you to go... no, run, to your nearest 'reputable' music outlet and beg the indie guy behind the counter for a copy of 'steal your soul and dare your spirit to move.' If said boy looks at you with a blank stare, feel proud in the knowledge that you are about to discover something truly life changing. Believe me, its worth the cost of US imports, posting and handling bla bla for a moment so pure you wonder what it was you listened to before this.
My alternate life as a music nazi begun and will probably end with the band. I have the good fortune of being able to say that I have 'spoken' to one of the most pressing musical minds of our generation regarding his taste on music (you see, i was stuck in a Ryan Adams rut at the time) and have found a plethora of sounds that have continued to ignite my senses and make me fall hopelessly in love again.
Friends, I have much to say but before i go on i need everyone to hear, prodigal stone blues, then come back to me. Rapt in warmth the of utter fulfillment
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