Archive for April, 2008

Bjork- tastic!

April 29, 2008

I went to see Bjork in the Waterfront Hall in Belfast on Monday night.

It was intense experience and I was enchanted by the otherworldly sounds the reactable could make.

Below is a video (which I robbed from someone else), of the last song of the night, ‘Declare Your Independence’. 

The whole venue was pumping and pulsating to the beatz and just when you thought the place was about to explode, glittery confetti came raining down on the front rows (which included us).

: ) 

Everyone was Ecstatic. 

I’ve been picking the confetti out of my top since. 

 

How much do you think one pixie sized woman can rock? 

Answer: 

 

This much! 

 

Ticotime proudly twinned with…

April 29, 2008

Costa Rica???? 

Apparently my blogs name sake also shares a name with the ‘Tico Time Corporation’ who sell properties in Costa Rica. I was unaware of this until a Googling session revealed it to me moments ago. 

http://www.ticotime.ca/index.html

I would like to point out at this moment that this blog is in no way affiliated with the Tico Time Corporation and I have not sold any Costa Rican properties to my knowledge. 

 

Record Review

April 25, 2008

This is a record review I did for the May issue of State Magazine. 

Needless to say I didn’t like it…

The Young Knives

‘Superabundance’

 Third album by English geek indie rockers, whereby they find themselves having achieved critical acclaim but don’t appear happy with said success. Singer, Henry Dartnall (which let’s face sounds more like a member of the English landed gentry than a rock star) redefines his previous convictions, as showcased on Terra Firma ‘I took a long hard look at everything I thought/there was a lot to see/but still I wanted more’. He reaches the hopeless conclusion ‘What’s the point?’

The frantic ‘Up All Night’ is laudable indie rock indie rock by numbers and the lyrics ‘cause everybody looks famous/and they’ve been wasting lots of time/everybody feels special tonight’ reek of yet more desperation and disillusionment.

Christ, by song four (‘On Counters’) poor old Henry’s contemplating suicide: ‘Sitting on the front seat/turning on the motor/sucking on the hosepipe/keep it turning over’. If a band are going to depress me, I’d rather they did it with a bit more imagination- give me Radiohead anyday!

The rest of the album plods along inconsequently, just more of the same ‘la la la’ choruses and obligatory handclaps. Perhaps with the exception of the darkly brooding ‘I Can Hardly See Them’ which features distortion laden guitars and pounding drum beats.

The Young Knives are, I suspect part of the new wave of ‘English Eccentrics’ (and with a bassist called ‘House of Lords’ my suspicion is only confirmed)

but they don’t pull it off with either the style or wit of their many of their contemporaries, such as British Sea Power.

In conclusion, their stop start indie clichés are fine to shake your fringe to at the latest indie disco whilst posturing, but it doesn’t really go past that. But then again, maybe that’s all you were looking for.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

Ridiculous Raving….

April 24, 2008

This is an article I originally wrote for a friends fanzine, http://www.myspace.com/playthesongilike last year in reaction to the ridiculousness of nu rave. I think the whole scene has come full circle now, so it’s particularly apt. Just look at these twats… 

As well as committing heinous crimes against fashion, nu-ravers should also be tried for animal rights… 

 

He’s not a happy puppy is he? Even dogs know they look ridiculous in this sh*t, it’s a pity humans don’t. 

Here are the floopy fringed f**kers that started the whole bloody thing…

And here’s my article: 

The Emperors Nu-Rave Clothes

There once was a band. They called themselves after the Greek word for shriek, Klaxon. They had a moronic idea to make their bands name in a frenzy of hype in under a year. Namely to cram as much irrelevant psychedelic lyrics, abstruse literary references and ‘stuff about the future’ into their songs as humanly possible. Then to mix this with, dysfunctional bleeps, disjointed ‘going no where bass lines’ and lots of feedback. Then resurrect and rework a cult rave tune- just by adding some beeps in the background really- and spear-heading a new genre with the help of NME, which wouldn’t really be new actually, it’d just be a revivalism of the 90’s scene but they’d call it new rave, because it was new, kind of.


Their mission? To be hailed as the kings of the near future of music. To have minions of impressionable teenagers slavishly marching to topshop’s most overpriced section to buy ridiculous neon colored oversized T-shirts with slogans like ‘FEEL THE BEAT’ or ‘SAVE THE RAVE’ combined with spandex leggings and fluorescent protractors hung  around their necks all in honour of the Klaxons. They would then confuse people by switching tactics and claiming that they never had anything to do with the genre and their sound was not ‘New Rave’. But then accept a prize for their album being New Rave. Confused?

Wait didn’t this already happen? And didn’t we just reward these idiots with a prestigious music prize and a £20,000 cheque? Doh! 

 

I like many readers (unless you’ve got luminous protractor round your neck, in which case go measure the angle of your fringe) was royally pissed to learn that the Klaxons had won the Mercury music prize. It is a prize that matters to music fans. It’s not like the phone company sponsored ‘music’ events we see on our TV’s every other weekend. The Mercury, in it’s 15 years has gained a reputation as a credible award for musical achievement. And is also positive in the fact that, if awarded to a relatively unknown artist it can push album sales and open the artist up to a much wider audience.

The crack team of judges, who this year included Lauren Laverne and Guardian journalist Jude Rodgers were supposed to sift through the rubbish but somehow Klaxons slipped through the filter. The Mercury is known for it’s high-mindedness and explain on their website that “the music on the album is the only thing that counts.” However it seems like The Klaxons were picked because of the (be it contrived) ‘new genre’ they ‘created’

And the hype that surrounded it. I imagine it was a case where the judges thought ‘The Klaxons have spear-headed a new genre, revitalized music and created a new youth sub culture phenomenon.’ They also thought ‘the kid’s are down with this despite the fact that we think this is a steaming pile of horseshit and barely listenable, however we do not want to appear out of touch.’ Apparently Klaxons captured what it was like to be young, loud and alien to your parents- their bass player is 27 years old. You’d think he would be over all that by now. 

The record also created a generational divide between new ravers- who thought that Klaxons were saviours and the old ravers who thought they were shit- namely because they are. The judges probably took this into account too and the fact that it created a strong divide and such controversy which The Mercury is no stranger to.

What was the clincher- was it the fact that Klaxons had the ability to rhyme Snow with Go in ‘Magick’? On the night of their win a bleary eyed Jamie Reynolds, ‘singer’ with The Klaxons grabbed the mike and spoke earnestly into the camera “ I think the judges have rewarded forward thinking music…. We have made the most forward thinking record in I don’t know how long.” That he had the audacity to make this grandiose claim baffles me. Surely people like Kieran Hebden, who is making the most genuinely forward thinking, extraordinary and inspiring music on the planet right now should be up for a nomination?

In other words- The Klaxons won the Mercury for all the wrong reasons and not any of the right ones. The judges would have been wise to remember the mantra ‘the music on the album is the only thing that counts’. Maybe in the near future they’ll get it right?

 

In Addendum: A Delve into the Near Future.

Disjointed drumbeats mixed with utterly trite and pretentious lyrics on ‘Myths of the Near Future’ combine to create a musical mess so cringe worthy it’s barely listenable. I listened to it so you don’t have to…… 

These lyrics are neither clever nor witty, they just expose Klaxons for the shallow fashion victims they are who name check all the ‘right books’ but have never so much as read the first line of any of them.

People seem to be of the opinion that is ‘groundbreaking’. I don’t understand why. Is it simply because it contains some warped guitars and squealing intermittent bleeps of feedback? The only thing The Klaxons are masking through the heavy distortion is the fact that they can’t actually play their instruments.

It all feels like we’re caught up in a giant ugly episode of Nathan Barley that’s gone horribly out of hand.

 

As Dan Ashcroft would say- THE IDIOTS HAVE WON (and they glow in the dark).

 

Putting my finger on the pulse of the Irish music scene leads to believe that there’s something going in- Waterford??!!

April 24, 2008

I Too Love Ugly Meagan!

Their myspace is http://www.myspace.com/iloveuglymegan, which is very apt- seeing as you’re going to fall in love with Ugly Meagan as soon as you hear them. Or see them….

Ugly Megan are girlfriend and boyfriend, respectively, Catherine Eileen Burke and Orlando Peter FitzGerald. They’re from Waterford and they haven’t even sat their leaving cert yet! 

They played in Andrews lane in Dublin with Crystal Castles on Tuesday night and will play Whelans on June 21st with Kill Kringle Club to launch their new EP ‘Three Whole Funs’. 

They’ve been compared to the Moldy Peaches, which is probably the closest you’ll get to their uncontrived quirktastic alt folk. They also have a fondness for the mighty Belle and Sebastian, I suspect. Perhaps they could be the forerunners of the anti-folk movement in Ireland?   

And they do a mean Snoop Dawg cover Sunrise VS Splack… The lyrics ‘Shake that ass bitch and let me see what you’ve got’ have never sounded so inoffensive and sweet.  

Get thee to their myspace post haste and feel the love…….. 

 

 

My pic of the day…

April 22, 2008

                      Introducing Spooka! 

 

spooka

This little guy’s gonna save the energy crisis. You plug him in to charge and he’ll glow for 6 hours. 

So he’s recommended for aged 3+, but look at him- what’s not to like? 

Spookah! 

 

 

I’m longing for…..

April 22, 2008

Four Tet\'s new Ep \'Ringer\'

 

 I can’t wait to get my mitts on this new EP from electronica whizz Kieran Hebden.

You can hear the lead track on http://www.myspace.com/fourtetkieranhebden. 

Nine minutes and fifty-eight seconds of unadulterated joy- and nice artwork too. 

The tracklisting is: 1. Ringer, 2. Ribbons, 3. Swimmer, 4. Wing body wing. 

It is currently available on cd, 12″ double pack and download. 

Hebden’s a busy guy- he’s just back from New York where he’s been recording a new album with Steve Reid that will be released later this year and has just done a remix for Thom Yorke, as well as a remix for Born Ruffians for Warp records.

Productive as ever and long may it continue!