So part 2 in an occasional series of musings about music NOT listed in my favourites. (Part 1 was on Brian Eno.)
This one's kind of in honour of Olivia
. I found an old Headless Chickens CD (Body Blow) and played it for the first time in years. It's just remarkable. From the opening growl of "Choppers", to the shouted weirdness of "Donde Esta La Pollo" ("Where is the chicken?"), to the sublime and haunting "Juice", you could never tell what was coming next. They threw in dance beats, loud guitars, bizarre lyrics and sometimes moments of ethereal beauty in unexpected combinations.
"I've got a cat
Called Fred
And he's a vicious little bugger
When it comes to being fed"
["Gaskrankinstation"]
So, anyway, I just wanted to reflect on the glory that is Flying Nun Records, the wonderful New Zealand record label that brought so much magical pop to the world from one small corner of said world. I don't know what they had/have in the water in New Zealand, but there was an outpouring of some of most magical music from that one little corner.
I think I heard The Straitjacket Fits first, saw them live around the time of the "Hail" LP. I can understand why Shayne Carter didn't like the production of that record, but the songs just shone through like blazing suns.
I saw the Chills once, and their sublime and appropriately titled "Heavenly Pop Hit" is one I would choose in my top 40 videos to play on "Rage", the national late night video show in Australia, if I ever got to pick my faves.
Too many others to mention. Chris Knox's "Not Given Lightly" is a pop-song delight. The Tall Dwarfs. The Jean Paul Sartre Experience. Betchadupa featuring Liam ("Neil Jr.") Finn.
If you like melodies -- sometimes beautiful, sometimes twisted -- you should explore the wonderful and crazy world of Flying Nun.
http://www.flyingnun.co.nz/
This one's kind of in honour of Olivia
. I found an old Headless Chickens CD (Body Blow) and played it for the first time in years. It's just remarkable. From the opening growl of "Choppers", to the shouted weirdness of "Donde Esta La Pollo" ("Where is the chicken?"), to the sublime and haunting "Juice", you could never tell what was coming next. They threw in dance beats, loud guitars, bizarre lyrics and sometimes moments of ethereal beauty in unexpected combinations.
"I've got a cat
Called Fred
And he's a vicious little bugger
When it comes to being fed"
["Gaskrankinstation"]
So, anyway, I just wanted to reflect on the glory that is Flying Nun Records, the wonderful New Zealand record label that brought so much magical pop to the world from one small corner of said world. I don't know what they had/have in the water in New Zealand, but there was an outpouring of some of most magical music from that one little corner.
I think I heard The Straitjacket Fits first, saw them live around the time of the "Hail" LP. I can understand why Shayne Carter didn't like the production of that record, but the songs just shone through like blazing suns.
I saw the Chills once, and their sublime and appropriately titled "Heavenly Pop Hit" is one I would choose in my top 40 videos to play on "Rage", the national late night video show in Australia, if I ever got to pick my faves.
Too many others to mention. Chris Knox's "Not Given Lightly" is a pop-song delight. The Tall Dwarfs. The Jean Paul Sartre Experience. Betchadupa featuring Liam ("Neil Jr.") Finn.
If you like melodies -- sometimes beautiful, sometimes twisted -- you should explore the wonderful and crazy world of Flying Nun.
http://www.flyingnun.co.nz/
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le:
hey sorry, we weren't trying to diss your game on chat! we just have short attention spans.
suductress:
I've always wanted a punching bag in my house.