So. The Half Moon All Stars will perform their final gig some time later this year.
Not sure exactly when, or where, or how. But I can reveal why.
Due to a series of mini-disasters, band commitments just became impossible. First we lost Sam Twigg, after ‘the incident of which we never speak’. Then Mando Josh was kidnapped in the Pyrenees, and we lost Hannah G when she went out to rescue him. Laura’s past finally caught up with her when she was arrested for zoo animal theft. Vince got religion (don’t even get me started on that). Tracey got the lead in Pitch Perfect 3. Uke Josh became the next Doctor Who. Louis became obsessed with being an opera singer. And all the while Calum, as the world knows by now, was just on the verge of becoming a globetrotting multi-platinum Trap DJ.
I should really have seen it coming, I suppose — it was all pretty inevitable to anyone who was paying attention. But maybe there was a deeper underlying problem… Continue reading
It’s taken a while to realise that, for me at least, Laura Marling music only really starts to come alive on the 4th or 5th listen. And her new album has become one of those albums that I just listen to over and over and over again, which is not something I’ve had in a while. To the point where I wonder whether I’m becoming a bit sick of the album, but, yeah, I might as well put it on again, because, y’know… Continue reading
Hold on… this is not my beautiful life!
Talking Heads: Once in a Lifetime
I haven’t read the book. Because, you know, all the tiny little words. And because I’m a terrible human being.
And I haven’t seen the Noomi Rapace / Michael Nyqvist Swedish film, or not all of it anyway. I saw some of it, and it looked fine, but not outstanding. (Sad to hear that Michael Nyqvist died on Tuesday by the way — only 56!)
And I know that my brother and sister-in-law who live in Sweden saw the 2011 film that I’m recommending (directed by David Fincher and starring Rooney Mara and Daniel Craig) and chuckled all the way through, because these Hollywood actors were wandering around Sweden speaking English. And all of them are putting on Swedish accents, except Stellan Skarsgård, who is Swedish, and Daniel Craig, who can’t be arsed.
But I think it’s a wonderful film. I loved it in the cinema, and H and I watched it again recently and I loved it just as much.
So I finally got a Spotify account.
I’ve been spending ages asking everyone I know: where are people finding new music these days? What’s the place everyone goes to? Is it still radio – does radio mean anything anymore?
And the response has generally been: ‘well, for me it’s mostly Spotify’.
And I’ve said: yeah yeah, but apart from that. Apart from Spotify… I mean I know people use it. I know streaming is supposed to be the future of music, but is it really? Are people really using it, like they used to listen to CDs or vinyl? Is it really a substitute for actually owning the tracks? Isn’t it all messy and incoherent? Is the listening experience actually any good? Continue reading
I love love love love love documentaries. And nobody makes documentaries better than the BBC. I can always tell if a documentary is American, because it’s clearly made by people who have no faith in their audience whatsoever.
Or… that used to be the case. Not so anymore. Continue reading