January was very quiet around the 'Heap. Here are some reasons why:
(i) I was scared of my grotesquely distended albums of the decade list.
(ii) I was, and still am, working a temporary job in the centre of Drogheda until I sit my viva on the 19th of March. Drogheda drains the life out of me. I try to see the good in the place, but even now, in my minds eye, I picture are soggy McDonald's takeaway bags stuck to gutters outside shops that sell runners, wet slate, young fellas in anoraks queuing obediently but jerkily outside a shop called 'Headonism' which has a back-in-five-minutes sign on the door, and lots of dun coloured anoraks and perms shuffling through the dilapidated Main Street which is called 'Main Street'. Yesterday, in a shop in Drogheda, I saw a child repeatedly interrupt a transaction involving 40 Superkings to beg her Mam for a Dora the Explorer comic. After a few attempts to placate said child with the promise of a freddo, Mam eventually dropped the bombshell "Daddy kill't Dora the Explorer last night".
Hi I am a woman from Drogheda. Listen to me say Mars Bar in my sexy voice: "Mahs Bah"
(iii) I was reading a 1,100 page long book with a tiny font called infinite jest (for good reason. It is the literary equivalent of an everlasting gobstopper).
(iv) I was often on tumblr writing posts about food n' art n' shit - like this
(iv) I was often on tumblr writing posts about food n' art n' shit - like this
(v) January is depressing.
Here's to February.
P.S. If you are one of the five people in musicblogworld who haven't listened to this track by Beach House [i.e. me last week] - please do it now. It's all sorts of mega. Album appraisal coming soon.
MP3: Beach House-Norway
9 comments:
Ur very funny (NOT). See ur from Kells. Sum great town no muck savages dere.
yah, leave drogheda alone and fuck off back to kejs
Anon is the mayor of Drogheda...
man, i went for a run with the new beach house album tonight. It really is gorgeous. Still listening.
Droheda ain't the only place like that. Waterford has it's dreary moments. It's a wasteland on a tuesday night.
G: I'm not gonna get in2 this inter-city (-town? -village?) rivalry THING, & I'm still hanging on 4 more of yr Distended 20 Best List -- but yr recent listening lists have bn intresting, just 4 the names alone: "Kurt Vile"?! "Leo Tolstoy"? Hilarious! More info on these coming soon, I hope?
I slowed down a lot in Jan, 2 -- something about the winter, rain, snow, dark gray days, etc. Every1 I know figures they'll finally wake back up when the sun comes back out in April. Hang in there....-- TAD.
Frank, what is it about Eastern coastal towns? Why can't we have somewhere like Westport or Galway our side of the country?
Tad, Kurt Vile is a great songwriter who i'll blog about soon. As for Tolstoy - I listen to audiobooks and they come up on that thing
...& I 4got 2 mention "Henry David Thoreau." Must B an emo band, right?.... What's next? "Edgar Allen Poe"? "H.P. Lovecraft"? (hey, they really WERE a band....)
Only kidding. But I'm intrested in hearing more about this Kurt Vile character -- w/ a name like that he can't B bad.... (It's not Kurt Weill, right? I've at least heard of him....) -- TAD.
Why can't we have somewhere like Westport or Galway our side of the country?
We're not hippies!
Thought it was a particularly long, bleak, tiring January myself actually... Although there's no other song on the new Beach House to match the sheer impact of "Norway" - the album creeps in on you until before you realise it your humming every single tune. Strip back the hype and its simply a wonderfully warm, hazy and tuneful piece of work! My two cents anyway.
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