Thank you, Dayna!
Next week, we’ll talk about the Mark E Smith-led English post-punkers The Fall, and the highlights & the legacy of the band’s long and prolific career.
The week’s guest blogger is Kat Stevens, who tumblrs at The Vids Are Alright, and is a contributor to FreakyTrigger and The Singles Jukebox.
She also previously appeared on this blog writing about Elastica.
See you tomorrow!
The Velvets do not deal in abstractions but in states of mind. Their songs are about the feelings the vocabulary of religion was invented to described — profound and unspeakable feelings of despair, disgust, isolation, confusion, guilt, longing, relief, peace, clarity, freedom, love — and about the ways we (and they) habitually bury those feelings, deny them, sentimentalize them, mock them, inspect them from a safe, sophisticated distance in order to get along in the hostile, corrupt world. For the Velvets the roots of sin are in this ingrained resistance to facing our deepest, most painful, and more sacred emotions; the essence of grace is the comprehension that our sophistication is a sham, that our deepest, most painful, most sacred desire is to recover a childlike innocence we have never, in our heart of hearts, really lost. And the essence of love is sharing that redemptive truth: on the Velvets’ first album, which is dominated by images of decadence and death, suddenly, out of nowhere, comes Nico’s artless voice singing, ‘I’ll be your mirror / … The light on your door to show that you’re home / When you think the night has seen your mind / That inside you’re twisted and unkind / … Please put down your hands, ‘cause I see you.’ —
Ellen Willis, “The Velvet Underground” (from Out of the Vinyl Deeps)
reblogging self in light of today(via airgordon)
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I have very conflicted feelings about The Smiths (I hate Morrissey, basically, but like everyfuckingbody else The Smiths were a high school staple) but this Peanuts/Smiths thing is brilliant and I can’t pick a favorite, though this one is definitely up there.
Secondhands: The Raincoats -
Secondhands is a new column that examines music of the past through a modern lens. This first edition takes on freewheeling post-punk originals the Raincoats.
The 100 Best Albums of the 1980s – FACT Magazine -
Here’s a willfully sideways take on the decade.
lipslikesugarkisses asked: What is the best echo and the bunnymen song?
My favorite is "Clay", because it’s exciting, melodramatic, and actually quite therapeutic when I read lyrics as an elaborate exercise in cognitive defusion. “I’ve got to be one with all my halves,” Mac confronts the fragmentary nature of the self and tries to reconcile his many selves. I don’t know if he succeeds in his self-help, but it reminds me to keep unhelpful thoughts at arms-length: "If we exercise just some control / when we exercise our sum control”.
Truthfully, “Clay” is the only Echo and the Bunnymen song that has had any impression on me, but I do also like: "A Promise", "No Dark Things", and "The Cutter".
Coming up: Morrissey (solo & The Smiths)
Thank you, Danice!
How did we ever manage to get to almost a hundred and twenty weeks of tales of fandom and devotion without talking about the one who inspires those more than (most) any other!?
Well, we’ll be rectifying that next week. Kimberly Huston will pick her favourite moments from Morrissey’s career both with The Smiths and solo.
You can find Kim on her Tumblr.