First up "Sue (or In A Season Of Crime)" (I
love the silly pretentious title BTW) from David Bowie. This isn't the shortened, more intense Blackstar version, but the longer weirder single that was issued at the end of 2014. It's decidedly odd, that's for certain, but it's perhaps not
quite as bonkers as it first appeared, with some oddly catchy melodies werning
their way throughout the song. Bowie's vocals are wonderful, soaring, very stagey, almost acted out. Best of all though was the fact that Bowie used it as the opening song on his Nothing Has Changed best of compilation. For anyone expecting something like "Life On Mars?" this was quite a shock!
"Jane
12" from Harold Budd's album Jane 12-21 (the follow up album to Jane 1-11 as if you hadn't guessed...). These are all pieces played for Jane Maru, an artist friend of
Harold's. Unsurprisingly, the music is quiet and gentle, fluttering by as if
blown by a summer's breeze, and it's all extremely pretty. So, business as usual for HB.
What's slightly more unusual is that these tracks are all improvisations - Budd
set himself the task recording at least one piece per day, and once recorded he
didn't revisit the pieces or embellish them in any way.
"Evening Star" from Fripp and Eno's concert in Paris, 28 May 1975. This gig has been bootlegged since 1975 but a few years ago it was finally available to buy officially. I first heard this concert in the mid 1980s when I got the bootleg on cassette
from a cracking stall on Chelmsford market. Yet, despite listening to this gig SO many
times during the past 30ish years, it still sounds fresh and exciting and
reveals new depths and sounds to me every time I hear it - how is this
possible?
This one crops up quite a lot, and I don't know why, but I love hearing it - especially on headphones... "I Heard Her Call My Name" from the Velvet Undergound's White
Light / White Heat. Noise, distortion, really horrid sounds, brain piercingly nasty
guitars, instruments literally giving up the ghost whilst they were actually being
recorded, it's all here. The album basically tries to
melt your brain from the inside out and this track, with it's horrendously shrill guitar, is the ringleader. Objectively this is a horrible noise, but I absolutely love it!
"Lovers Of Today" - The Pretenders first album is often more remembered for the vaguely punky songs, stuff like "Precious" for example, or the swaggering attitude of "Brass In Pocket". But there's a surprising number of very tender songs on this album. For a start, "Kid" is just delightful. What a perfect little pop song. And this one, the rather epic "Lovers Of Today" is fantastic, with some soaring guitarwork, and Chrissie Hynde crooning a lovely vocal. Must play this album again soon.
U2's recentish album, Songs Of Innocence, struck me as a return to form, though I've really not played it very much. It's not up there with Achtung Baby or The Unforgettable Fire, but there's a lot more solid songwriting on this album
than we've had recently. It feels like a proper album too, it's not too long,
and the production is clean and simple, rather than the bloated overproduced
pudding-y sound of the last couple of U2 albums. On shuffle today "Every Breaking
Wave" came across like a really classic U2 track, with a charmingly old school feel and Bono delivering a genuinely emotional and affecting vocal.
This is a superb album though, really brilliant performances on every
track, with the stunning "Lighthouse" being my absolute favourite.
Darkly emotional stuff, rising from a gentle opening to a sharply arpegiated mid section to some crashing chords and squalling guitars underpinning a new couple of verses specially added for this performance. It's beautiful and breath-taking and epic and intimate and I wish, so badly, that no-man would record and perform some more.
Finally it was the burbling weirdness and ultra mournful cellos of
"Birth Of Liquid Plejades" from Tangerine Dream. It's the opening track of the double album Zeit from 1972 and it's one of my
favourite tracks ever, by anyone. It's absolutely magical.
The opening part is all droning cellos, sad but resolute. But about halfway through the side long track it changes into something spacey, like being beamed through a wormhole into another dimension, as an organ takes centre stage while bizarre synths bubble away alongside. I've obviously never been to Space, but somehow this is exactly what I'd imagine being in Space would sound like. And if it doesn't sound like this, then it really ought to! This music is so genuinely otherworldly that it's rather disappointing to learn that it was merely recorded in a cheap studio in Cologne during the summer of 1972, and not on Alpha Centauri, light years in the future. However, despite being nearly 45 years old it still sounds music from somewhere beyond time.
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