I was reminded of this the other day, one of those late nineties hits you see on MTV every day for a month or so and then never again, making you wonder whether you dreamed the whole thing up. That’s Tony “the way to Amarillo” Christie doing the vocals, Jarvis Cocker who wrote it and All Seeing I what did the music.
And sometimes you just want some good old Stax soul to listen to.
Those are my people and this is the attitude C.S. Lewis warned against in That Hideous Strength because his grubby little provincial mind could not understand it, other than as blasphemy born out of hubris. It’s the attitude that led generations of fans to set up slan shacks or Ozark breeding camps, led us to try out every kook idea that offered a shortcut to the stars, from the Dean drive to Velikovskism, but it’s also what drives hundreds upon thousands of scientists and engineers to dedicate their lives to building, guiding and following unmanned probes to the far reaches of our Solar System, on missions that seem to mock our own aspirations to ever get there ourselves as they reveal how hostile even our benign corner of the universe is and how big.
It’s been a bit of a Monday; I need a cup of the brown stuff.
A collaboration between Dutch producers Showtek and We Are Loud!, with vocals by Dutch singer Sonny Wilson but if you didn’t know better and just looked at the clip it’s as London as anything.
Now here’s a great find: a 1967 movie about the War on Vietnam, directed by Joris Ivens with contributions by Alain Resnais, Claude Lelouch, Jean-Luc Godard, William Klein and Agnes Varda, showing the war from the North Vietnamese point of view. Back then Renata Adler didn’t like it, but what can you expect from a movie reviewer for the New York Pravda?
Been hearing this song on the radio this week, from some American folk-rock band called Midlake, and I don’t quite know what it is, but it has a very mid-seventies feel to it. ELO by way of Gerry Rafferty if that makes any sense.