This came over the car sound system today and I got to thinking how much I love Nick Cave. I wasn't around in Australia in his hey day in the 90's, but I love his deep voice and meaningful lyrics. There are so many songs to choose from, but I've picked this, mainly as it's been used to promote South Australia and it's nice and gritty. His latest album is a bit of a revelation too, made after the death of his teenage son. It's stark and haunting and a joy to listen to.
And now that I've done the song for the day I would get on with cleaning the house, but as we have no hot water at the moment, things like mopping the floors can't be done. What a bummer.
Also found a cover by the Arctic Monkeys, for which, as covers go, is not too bad at all.
I'm on the last passes of my assignment, then I just have to press a few buttons and I'm eight subjects through of my Masters in Writing. I'm very pleased about this indeed. However it also means I have no excuse now not to clean my flat. Ah well.
Questions, as always have come through Sunday Stealing. 1. Who was the last person you texted? Blarney - to see if she and the family would be around later today.
2. When is your birthday? Mid August, when it always has been. 3. Who do you want to be with right now? It would be great if Maow Maow could be here - but I should see him this afternoon. 4. What sports do you play?
None, but I got to the gym a lot.
5. Who is the first person in your blogroll? Somebody who hasn't written in two years. She's a very inspirational person, which is why I don't take it off the blogroll. 6. What is your favorite song at the moment? I don't have a favourite song, but I am playing a lot of Elle King at the moment.This has always been up there as favourite on the album.
7. If you were stranded on an island, who do you wish to be with? Somebody clever enough to get me off of the island quickly and in one piece. 8. What do you feel right now? Much better knowing my assignment is ready to be submitted. 9. What chocolate is your favorite? White chocolate. White chocolate with toasted coconut is even better. 10. How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have? None of your business. Next. 11. Why did you create a blog account?
Many years ago I was looking to run a marathon and I decided to blog the journey. 12. Who is your favorite blogger? I love The Plastic Mancunian. He's funny. 13. Where do you want to be right now? In Spain. I love Spain. Maybe in 2018. Ubud, Bali would be a good second. 14. What do you want to be in the future? I want to be a very successful writer. 15. When was the last time you cried? Why? I was watching something on telly the other night - I got the sniffles in some show. 16. Are you happy? I'm pretty content - nothing to complain about. 17. Who do you miss? Maow Maow. Always. And my friend Reindert in Boston. 18. If you were given a chance, would you like to have a different life? No. I'm okay with the one that I have. 19. What was the best thing you were given? As I'm not much into things, I'd say my intellect and sense of humour. 20. Who was the last person who called you?
Some tele-marketer. They got told where to go pronto. 21. What is your favorite dish? Mum's roast lamb. it's great. Love any lamb. 22. Who is your best friend? Probably Blarney, but I have other best friends from various stages of my life who are still best friends. 23. What is your biggest regret? Not continuing running when I finally got over my back injury, But looking to get back to running 5 kms. 24. Have you ever avoided your partner? I don't have a partner. 25. Who do you spend crazy moments with? Depends on how crazyI want to get.
I travel more than most people and your airline is my preferred way to travel. I like that your bags go for free and you get a cup of tea - especially as I tend to purchase my flights well in advance.
However, it has come to my attention, on one of my regular domestic trips that you've changed your muzak when you get on the plane.
Normally, you get some lovely easy listening music. The odd bit of Angus and Julia Stone. Some Crowded House. Nothing offensive in the slightest.
However, on a recent trip I was mortified to discover that your airline had chosen to to play a most unsuitable cover for my trip. A cover of a song that really should never have been made. It's a travesty that somebody has allowed Delta Goodrem to perform a cover of The Darkness's "I Believe In A Thing Called Love".
Seriously.
Really. Seriously.
Delta Goodrem sings The Darkness. I'd rather see Kim Kardashian play Lady Macbeth.
Okay, I have nothing against Delta Goodrem as a person, but I would happily live the rest of my life and be happy never having to hear her music again, so mundane, pedestrian and frankly dull that it is. But the fact that you play this dross on your planes before take off, makes me want to get up, get off the plane and sit on the wing until it's over.
This is a song which makes you want to go and get a crotch tattoo. Not jump out of an airplane.
Can you please take this version of the song off your airline playlist for the sanity of your paying customers.
I like Philip Glass. He's my go to work music guy, the music that I can work to quite easily as there are repetitive melodies, strong beats, changeable tones and an array of different instruments to work through as you're trying to write boring corporate crap.
Koyaaniqatsi is the first film of the series, all booking bass voices and spindly tunes.
Then comes Powaqqatsi. So you think after all the lovely tunes and melodies of the first film you expect more of the same.
Wrong.
I'll admit to not having seen the "Qatsi" series of films (Though I've seen Baraka and Samsara, which are similar in theme and cinematography). However the juxtaposition of the clip with the music is brutal.
Saying this, I love when this come on over the car sound system. I go from my normal sedate driver to this moving, steering wheel beating harpy. You just want to turn it up and dance.
And if you get time, hunt out on Youtube the kaleidoscope version of this film. It's freaky.
Well, for the first time in years, I got on a treadmill and ran.
For the next few weeks I have our Cleo, my trainer, to myself as Jay, the woman I normally train with, has gone on holiday. Jay's a bit older than me, so Cleo tends to punish me when I'm by myself as cardio wise, I'm a bit fitter, though Jay is stronger than me, especially in the shoulders.
So today, as I was training on my own, At the end of the session I was asked, "Bike or rower". We often do a minute sprint on one of these implements of torture.
My response, " Can I run instead? A minute at 10.5 kms on the treadmill?"
Cleo agreed.
I forgot how much love to run. I don't care if it was only two minute intervals, it felt FANTASTIC.
So I need a happy song today - complete with a happy clip.
I don't care that this is one of the most over played songs about ever. I don't care about the mondegreen contained in the chorus (Up down, fuck you up...)
It's just happy. Even better with this dance clip.
Most people who know me think that my music taste is stuck somewhere back in the eighties.
Well here is something that came out sometime in the last year or so and it comes from one of my favourite albums at the moment which was bought on spec off iTunes.
The singer is Elle King. All I can tell you about her is that she is American, aged in her mid-twenties, covered in tattoos and her father is the actor, Rob Schneider.
I love the album.
And I love this song. Her sound is distinctive but not derivative. I hope she's around for a while.
The album, Love Stuff, is the perfect car album.plenty to sing along to even though you never heard most of the tracks before.
I've just looked at the stats for this blog - some 786 posts. I'm amazed that this has happened from what started as a blog to follow my progress to running a marathon.
This might become a blog for following my progress to walking the Camino de Compostella de Santiago some time in 2018, but we will see - this has yet to be fully worked out. Anyway, as I only have fourteen posts to get me to the 800 post mark, I may as well get on with blogging something meaning full over the next few weeks - and I may as well write about something I love.
Music.
I'm currently writing the prototype of my online children's book for this term's uni work. This is due in on Monday and I'm nearly there. So this is a bit of a distraction from trying to make the 5000 word mark - I'm at 4500 words with a good bit of editing required.
I don't feel like editing. I have a cold. I don't like editing when I have a cold. I have better things to do like binge watch Outlander and rest.
Anyway, this song. Which was on in the car when I was coming home from breakfast this morning.
Like anything with a beat, it gets into you. Even this piece from "The Wolf of Wall Street" got into a lot of people.
It's all about the beat.
And I hear this song that's getting on to forty years old, and I watch Stevie Nicks with a cheerleaders baton and I wish for a simpler, less cynical more hopeful time. A time without a reliance on hair products and labels.
There is something about seventies music that does this to you.
