*Le sigh*
Well, for the past couple of hours I've been submerging myself in my collection of various musical oddities and assortments, trying to puzzle out a couple of tracklists for the SGUK CD Swap being run by our very own Ciel. It's made me realise a couple of things. First of all, Ratatat are obscenely good. Epic and minimalist (it's just two guys on guitar and synthesizer with no vocals), sterile and warm, rocking and funky all at once, it comfortably straddles a line between rock, hip-hop and IDM and makes me get up and dance round the room like a total fucking spaz like nothing else has in a while. You fuckers are definitly getting some of that.
The second is that, although music is incredibly important to me and a big part of my life, I don't think I really seem to connect with it on a purely personal level. I have no real songs that I feel are 'my' songs, songs that dictate a particular moment in time or a particular experience. In short, the soundtrack to my life is largely interchangable. Apart from one or two key tracks (Smells Like Teen Spirit, something off of '1977', probably 'Girl From Mars' or 'Angel Interceptor', 'All My Best Friends Are Metalheads'), you could just kind of paint the rest by numbers, bouncy, angry anthemic guitar riffage till I was about 18-19ish, then add some ska and a little bit more angst, then once I hit about 22, just have it all turn into the aural equivalent of a David Lynch movie about your average indie hipster geek, with remixed videogame music, bootmashes, Nerdcore Hiphop, J-rock insanity and that's just the regular stuff.
Is this a bad thing? I don't really know, I still have a deep-abiding love of music, even if I can't trace my lifestory with the contents of my racks of CDs. It's certainly going to make the CD swap tricky. At first I planned to ignore the theme (soundtrack to the movie of your life) completely and just make one of my usual mixes (if you can call anything featuring Bill Cosby and beatbox versions of Iron Maiden 'usual'), then I decided to have a go at the theme and make two mixes, one following the theme and one not, not I'm back to not knowing what to do with myself. Aah well, I'll pull something together, I got a reputation to uphold here.
P.S. How the hell do I keep fucking my body up without even realising? First my wrist, then my bicep, now the ball of my palm is aching like a fucker. And before you're tempted, I've heard the wanking jokes already. Yes. Even that one. And it wasn't exactly uproarious the first time round.
Well, for the past couple of hours I've been submerging myself in my collection of various musical oddities and assortments, trying to puzzle out a couple of tracklists for the SGUK CD Swap being run by our very own Ciel. It's made me realise a couple of things. First of all, Ratatat are obscenely good. Epic and minimalist (it's just two guys on guitar and synthesizer with no vocals), sterile and warm, rocking and funky all at once, it comfortably straddles a line between rock, hip-hop and IDM and makes me get up and dance round the room like a total fucking spaz like nothing else has in a while. You fuckers are definitly getting some of that.
The second is that, although music is incredibly important to me and a big part of my life, I don't think I really seem to connect with it on a purely personal level. I have no real songs that I feel are 'my' songs, songs that dictate a particular moment in time or a particular experience. In short, the soundtrack to my life is largely interchangable. Apart from one or two key tracks (Smells Like Teen Spirit, something off of '1977', probably 'Girl From Mars' or 'Angel Interceptor', 'All My Best Friends Are Metalheads'), you could just kind of paint the rest by numbers, bouncy, angry anthemic guitar riffage till I was about 18-19ish, then add some ska and a little bit more angst, then once I hit about 22, just have it all turn into the aural equivalent of a David Lynch movie about your average indie hipster geek, with remixed videogame music, bootmashes, Nerdcore Hiphop, J-rock insanity and that's just the regular stuff.
Is this a bad thing? I don't really know, I still have a deep-abiding love of music, even if I can't trace my lifestory with the contents of my racks of CDs. It's certainly going to make the CD swap tricky. At first I planned to ignore the theme (soundtrack to the movie of your life) completely and just make one of my usual mixes (if you can call anything featuring Bill Cosby and beatbox versions of Iron Maiden 'usual'), then I decided to have a go at the theme and make two mixes, one following the theme and one not, not I'm back to not knowing what to do with myself. Aah well, I'll pull something together, I got a reputation to uphold here.
P.S. How the hell do I keep fucking my body up without even realising? First my wrist, then my bicep, now the ball of my palm is aching like a fucker. And before you're tempted, I've heard the wanking jokes already. Yes. Even that one. And it wasn't exactly uproarious the first time round.
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hehehe, that seventeen track is damn funky...funky like a train infact!