The Chemical Brothers' latest album, Further, is bloody brilliant.

That is all.

This entry crossposted to http://doug.dreamwidth.org/207150.html, where there are
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One of the reasons I want to fix my hifi is that I want to get back in to listening to music more than I've been doing - oh, these last four years or so ( Read more... )

I was musing this morning in the shower about song lyrics that are impenetrable or incomprehensible. The default assumption varies with different sorts of music:

• Goth/indie music: songwriter was making (or trying to make) an allusion more profound and more subtle than you have understood
  
• Hippy/dance music: songwriter was off their face

Sort of Joyce ( Read more... )

I'm angry and depressed at the 42-day detention without charge business. I have this real sense of being in a boiling-frog situation. And powerless to do anything about it - my political campaigning book (written largely in the 80s) is structured around building momentum until you can get millions on the streets, whereupon ... err ... well, ( Read more... )

Gloomy Bristol trip-hoppers Portishead have surfaced from years of inward-facing moping with their third album, wackily titled Third. They announced that it was nearly done back in October, and played some of the new tracks at a gig in December. Over the last three months or so, there's been an increasing amount of publicity about it, and more ( Read more... )

I'm listening to the new Radiohead album, freshly downloaded. For whatever I chose to give them for it (which turned out to be £8.23). Hooray! Bye-bye silly old record companies ( Read more... )

A quick rant about "musical" toys for babies. Leave aside, for now, the issue that the baby's been given far more toys than he will realistically ever want or need, despite being part of a fairly anti-consumerist family. And also leave aside the unavoidable issue that small children's taste for music is bound to drive the parents mad, even if they ( Read more... )

Radio 3 is broadcasting A Bach Christmas until Christmas: the entire works of J. S. Bach, continuously.

This is easily the best thing Radio 3 has done since it was the Third Programme, and quite possibly before that.

It seems churlish to mention quibbles with such a cornucopia of wonderfulness, but I will anyway:
( Ungrateful whinging and moaning ... )