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Wednesday 26 November 2014

Short update

I was halfway through writing this great article about how much I loved this album. Then I remembered they said most of what I was going to say in this video.


Tuesday 25 November 2014

Continue?

I am sorry for the delay leading up to this post. I am actually very nervous to continue this list because every other band on this list sits VERY close to my heart. I'm at the kind of crossroad where I lay unsure about what to post for fear of not doing justice to some of what I consider to be the greatest albums ever written. This week, I will look at Thursday's album War All the Time. This band is one of those where I completely understand someone not liking them. The vocalist is terrible and something is off about every musician involved.

I personally love every minute of this album. The lyrics are horrible depressing and the music is equally crushing. There is an air of experimentation with ever strike of every chord. The drums are very simple in their orchestration and it works beautifully. The bass nimbly moves between the root and I think he may hit the fifth ever time he strays. The vocals are in key, but barely. The singer really likes to straddle the line between being on key and not. The scream on this album sounds incredible forced and harsh.

My song of choice has to be Signals In The Air. It starts with this delicate drum line that continues through the entirety of the introduction. The chorus is a crushing and full sounding cacophony of sound that has the power to bring me to tears at times. The guitar floats all over the key that this song sits in. Overall, I think this song may have the lowest number of root notes out of any song I listen to.


Every song on this album in speaking about the horrors of war. I'm sure it is a metaphor for something. Unfortunately, I do not know what that would be.

My end point is that I really feel like this album should be in everyone's collection. It is beautiful. It is broken. It is depressing as fuck. It is perfect.

I really have to thank my co-worker Megan and her boyfriend Alberto for forcing me to listen to this album over and over so I actually get through all of this.






My girlfriend reminded me I have a Tumblr. I tend to post things that have no relevance or weight on there. IF you, for whatever reason, want to read more of my writing, come check it out!

Monday 10 November 2014

Humour Me

This could either be a great idea that spawns something great! Or it could be the worst thing I have ever thought of.

I made a playlist a couple of weeks ago containing my top favourite albums. This was regardless of genre type, or musical stylings. The end result was 4.4 days worth of music for me to listen to and spend pretty much all my time listening to it and figuring out what it means in the grand scheme of things. This is why I have not updated in a while.

I am still trying to figure out writing layouts as well as statement. The goal I have in mind is to share with those who care why I say what I do. I also want to expose albums and sounds that may not be as well advertised. These are also albums that I feel may be advertised as what they are not. Like calling Aphex Twin just electronica without going into what the Richard D. James album contains.
On That Note

APHEX TWIN- RICHARD D. JAMES ALBUM
This album marks my intro into the world of abstract concepts in music and orchestration. This album contains many different emotions, but the overarching feel is that of confusion and anguish. The album contains some of the most gentile piano lines and some of the harshest drum lines. It is also home to some of the most awkward displays. for example: "I would like some milk from the milkman's wife's tits." Yes. That is a thing. It is also chanted behind some of the most delicate melodies.
I tend to use this album as a background to my day to day. It may explain why my mind can feel so disorganized and draped in chaos all of the time.

For a sound review: I am not quite sure what to say. Though some of his albums hail on the heavier side, this one does not. Pieces from this would go fantastically into a period movie or something. The songs match an imagery of people waltzing. Think almost steam punk; with the random bit of electronics mixed in with period articles of clothing.
I find myself going back to this album at the strangest times for something different every time. I assume everyone knows who Aphex Twin is, by now. I keep being surprised by who people know and who they don't. Now I am rambling. Ramble ramble ramble.