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In a couple of threads Flux has been lamenting that there's been a lot of "this sucks, and that sucks, and the other sucks as well!" threads in the Music recently, and fair play to him. I have no problem with the theory that in order to passionately love good music, you have to hate what you perceive as bad music also, but when it's just the same old critiques you can get 100 other places - boy/girl pop bands are shallow and mass-produced, 'mainstream' hip-hop and r'n'b are shallow and sexist, really popular bands don't deserve to be so big, nu-metal sucks unbelievably, yada yada yada - it's not really adding much to the general spirit of what (IMHO) Barbelith should be about, namely celebrating all that is weird and wonderful and, for want of a better term, revolutionary in the world.
So! What have you been listening to recently - discovered, or rediscovered, or just never got tired of - that rocks your world? Don't just give us your playlist, tell us what you like about it and why.
Myself, I just finally got Missy Elliot's latest album, Miss E... So Addictive, hopelessly overdue (but maybe that's because it took me a year to get at all tired of hearing 'Get Ur Freak On' alone, over and over again), and a bit of a treat since I'm stony broke all of a sudden, can't download music at present, but had a £10 WHSmith voucher to spend.
Anyway, this is the kind of album I find it hard to understand how anyone could not like it, not even just a little. It's got wicked funk basslines that you feel somewhere between your groin and the pit of your stomach, it's got sticky sci-fi sex tunes, it's got stuff I have no idea how you could stop your feet from moving to, it's got Jay-Z daring to take the piss out of himself wickedly and claiming he only lasts a minute in bed... and it's got Missy herself, like Madonna and Notorious B.I.G. rolled into one. Oh, and she has the good sense to stick the sickly-sweet stuff about Jesus at the end, after half an hour of silence, which is a relief.
Meanwhile, I've been falling in love with Cat Power all over again, digging out Moon Pix and The Covers Record to help get me through nights spent staring at my CV and unfinished music articles, pieces of fiction and overdue e-mails on the computer... Maybe I've been wallowing in it a little, but if you're going to wallow, you may as well wallow in Cat Power. It's the way her voice manages to be simultaneously sexy and heart-rendingly painful that always gets me. Makes me wish I wasn't single, and that doesn't really happen that often...
Your turn. Break me off. Show me whatcha got... |
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