the internet made my night tonight. i discovered a new band through my current idols, lamb! i was reading a newsletter they had sent out and they were talking about their hightlights and lowpoints of 2002. Anyway, the both of them listed this singer that i had thought was liz fraser’s boyfriend, but i suspect that it’s not the case. the name looks very similar to liz’s boyfriend but i think it’s a different bloke. anyway, maybe i am being a little over the top because i had a little too much single malt but nevertheless i know i am not going to regret discovering them the night before. at first i thought it was nick drake redux and then i thought it reminded me of the red house painters. still, there was something that bridge that soft spoken drake sound with the rockablity of the red house painters. i am watching some live footage of their gig in london and he’s got all the things i dig about those sad whiney male rock stars. the guys that make you feel real good about yourself when you all shitty after thinking about them without being with them. sometimes their stories make you feel better because it doesn’t suck as theirs; other times they make you feel much happier than you thought possible. it’s so essentially poetic when you have all these elements come together – the passion, the poety, the music, the peformance and the voice that binds them all. fuck, now she’s singing in french! damn the french! i swear i should have been french because i would have love to hate myself so much! and i would hate to love myself any less! anyway, i must get this album and catch them in october when they play at great america music hall! it’s going to be a blast of a show, i can tell. it will be like the 2nd time i saw the painters at slims and i was so blown away with them. okay, they can suck too because they’re fucking irish but i know they will come through like my old lady sinead!
hmm. maybe the album version doesn’t sound as sexy as the live performance. i probably shouldn’t have watched that live performance because now my expectations is all whacked!! i am not supposed to see the energy from a live performance. shit i quess they’re going to suck big time now. there’s definitely a thread of thought that binds the likes of people like me. i can’t exactly pinpoint it because it’s more than just taste in music, art and books. i think it’s that energy that opens up the soul of people without their permission. at times i sense that it’s the very same energy has fuel my current relationship. sure, all those other factors such as atttraction and interests play a major role in it all but there is a magic key. maybe it’s such my hindsight trying to justify my current state of being but i don’t feel that urgency. it’s been a difficult couple of days. i felt like shit after i saw my big fat greek wedding because i wonder why it has to be so difficult. all the bullshit that we’re gone through and put up with. still, i feel like it’s a good thing for us because it’s really really testing the power of our relationship. the relationship that isn’t so comfortable and still so young. where the possiblities seem endless. because it’s so young there is no root in the relationship that can bear the harsh painful realities of seperate realities. sure, i guess people experience this kind of shit all the time but it makes you really think about the true meaning of it all. in the day and age where everything is barely a single serving package, we must find faith in the enduring. at the same time, there is a delicate edge that cuts like that of a grasping ego. it’s so fine at times but we must be sensitive to it. i just realize that music moves me more than 10X over photography. i was talking to a friend earlier about this. i don’t think this blog is nearly as interesting as all the fucked up funny conversations i’ve had with the land lord. not to say that conversation is music but the audio perceptors seem to have a deeper peneration into my cerebal cortex.
anyway, bring it all back home, i remember why i am going off on this whole music/audio trip. a bic rungra song came on earlier in the night and emotions that it triggered was way too powerful to admit. wowsters, when lady rock stars rock, they rock my world. i mean when you compare the greatest painter/photographer/visual artist to the music star, there is no question for me who’s the clear winner. so, i am througly exhausted and i need to get up before our first ’employee’ shows up to work. it’s sorta of embrassing when an employee comes to work and i am still in my PJs. still, i like that embrassing moment!
ps. here’s the band, i am talking about!