And so that has been the case. So far this year, I’ve set up my first
internet account at home, started and maintained this blog and engaged in all almost
of the tasks one does when one joins the internet age. Well actually, there have been two things I
haven’t yet tried. One is viewing porn
and the other is purchasing music online.
And as of now, there is only one task left.
I went into this weekend (actually long weekend as Monday is
a public holiday) with no fixed plans other than to beat the unseasonably hot
weather that has hit Melbourne as a final reminder of the summer we’re
about to lose. “M” and I hit a local
shopping centre early on Saturday, did grocery shopping, had lunch, split up
for individual shopping during which I managed to by nothing and went to the
movies, all in air conditioned comfort.
(For the record the movie was Steven Soderbergh’s Side Effects, a more
than competent whydidit.) By the time we returned home, all we wanted to do was
vegetate which we did quite effectively.
Sunday posed a problem.
A long gap loomed before we were due at a birthday shindig at 4pm. We shuffled around the house and did our
chores. With the house clean and air
temperature still cool, “M” decided on a spot of online shopping (actually browsing
is a more appropriate word). When she finished
I took over and idly tried to search for some cheap and legal downloads.
I was in luck, sort of. I was alerted to a site run by one
of the record labels here and went scrolling through their inventory. In doing so I found a couple of albums that I
had wanted to replace my cassette versions for a long time but had never been
released on CD. I then wrestled with the
less than clear instructions that these sites invariably have and eventually became the proud
possessor of two digital albums. Next
task was to burn these to CD, place them in the rear pocket of an archival sleeve,
hunt out the re-recorded cassettes, remove their covers, flatten them so that each cover and track list component is
visible simultaneously and place them in the front pocket of the sleeve, ready for tomorrow’s
listening.
The weekend’s listening was as follows:
(182) MUSE – The Resistance
This starts off as though it was going to be the MUSE album for
the ages. The first few tracks are great
examples of MUSE’s patented symphonic space rock. United States Of Eurasia (+
Collateral Damage) then follows, a track that can only be described as an out
and out homage to Queen complete with Freddie Mercury vocal flamboyance. Later
on comes the spectacular Unnatural Selection and Mk Ultra, each of them a
bombastic (in the best sense of the term) showcase of the band at their best
and obviously designed with huge stadiums in mind. And then the last 4 tracks things provide an
anti-climax of the most gigantic order. Chief
culprit is the Exogenesis: Symphony that accounts for the last three cuts and
sounds like suspiciously like incidental soundtrack music.
(183) Radio Soulwax –
Part Of The Weekend Never Dies (cd only)
This is gonna get confusing.
Once upon a time, brothers Stephen and David Dewaele formed a band in
Belgium called Soulwax, an alternative rock band. They then created a DJ alter ego for
themselves as 2ManyDJ’s which released the Sgt Pepper’s of mash up albums, As
Heard On Radio Soulwax Pt 2. They would
frequently tour as one act or the other and occasionally (as when I saw them at
a Big Day Out) as both. On some tours
they appeared as Soulwax Nite Sessions in which I think they play remixed
versions of Soulwax tunes. This relase is
part of a DVD package which shows a Nite Sessions/2ManyDJ’s tour. Naturally, it’s credited to Radio
Soulwax. The CD, which might be called
Live At Fabric, seems to be a recording of the 2ManyDJ’s live. If so, it demonstrates that as DJ’s the Dewaeles know exactly how to keep a dance
party moving. The key is by baseing
everything on a rock beat.
(184) Battles –
Mirrored
Battles is a rock band which plays an intriguing form of
mostly instrumental tracks. There isn’t
much of a reference point I can provide although some of the tracks on this,
their debut, have a Frank Zappa feel to them.
Too loud to be considered ambient, too rhythmic to be considered as a
truly experimental act, Battles are best described as a music category in their
own right. I suspect that this album
might be the sound of a band finding its feet but I’ll need to listen to
subsequent releases to get a stronger handle.
And now I’m off to surf for porn.
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