When I first heard it, I couldn’t quite put my finger on what Mitski’s song Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart was about. I got a strange, uneasy sense of discord every time I listened to it. But at the same time, I was completely captivated by it. Is this how crack addicts feel? I don’t know, but I do know that I wanted to hear the song over and over again. It really was like an addiction. Read more…
I don’t usually like to blow my own horn. But it’s a whole other story when it comes to the recorder! Yes, the humble recorder. I am not at all embarrassed to say that I am quite the virtuoso. It is not unknown for me to absolutely kill Moon River. And I completely own Greensleeves! So when I heard the opening (and closing) notes of Tirzah’s track I’m Not Dancing, it took me back to my primary school heyday. Ah, good times. Read more…
If revenge is a dish best served cold, this song from Belgian band Isbells has been in deep freeze. In a glacier. In Antarctica. Singer Gaëtan Vandewoude has been screwed over. He’s been hurt pretty badly, comparing each transgression against him to a heart attack that he must relive over and over again. But instead of lashing out in a storm of passion, violence or outrage, he’s gone away and he’s had a bit of a think about it. Read more…
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