Tuesday, January 23, 2007

"pearl's cafe" - the specials

"its all a load of bollocks"


the first couple of times i heard this song i enjoyed it without really getting it, catching the chorus and kind of accepting that as the core of the song. it wasnt until several listens later that i realised what a sad tale jerry dammers had spun. firstly the sadness of compassion for someone whose life has been tough, then secondly the sadness of realising his girlfriend is a heartless bitch. and theres a bouncy keyboard solo. the release date of this song makes it almost exactly as old as me. things really dont change.


in finnic mythology a goddess called (i think) ilmatar is sleeping lonely in the middle of a vast ocean when a giant duck with shining eyes builds its nest upon her knees, laying two eggs. when ilmatar wakes up she knocks this nest over and the eggs spill and break, forming the earth and the rest of the universe from the pieces by doing so.
its all a load of bollocks.

"the jeep song" - the dresden dolls

"i try to see it in reverse. it makes the situation hundreds of times worse when i wonder if it makes you want to cry every time you see a light blue volvo driving by"


it still shocks me that the dresden dolls arent huge. maybe not pop huge, but certainly indie huge. theyre both scarily talented musicians, their songs are intense and beautiful, amanda is a good looking lady with an original look - surely thats the right set of ingredients and then some.

i woke up this morning with this song in my head and its still there 6 hours later. its a catchy beast - particularly the sweary bits.

there are some cars that i instantly associate with people - beat up old red fiat pandas with jack, for example - some with events - small blue fords with trying in vain to get a whole band and all their gear through carmarthenshire in one - and some with times in my life - any of the increasingly few occasions i see a morris marina will always remind me of my childhood when it was our family car.

i'm pretty certain noone associates me with a car - since i've never owned one and since my wife's estate is useful but unremarkable - but i wonder what people do associate me with. might there be things that people see and are always reminded of me or a situation involving me? i'd like to think it was something cool and musical - cheap, heavily-customised guitars and gear for example - or something quirky - like silver body paint or stripy purple tights - or maybe even something meaningful, but i suspect if anyone does associate me with anything its something rubbish. thats the thing about other peoples memories - theyre so hard to alter.