OLD, NEW, BORROWED AND BLUE
Here we go, a quick round-up of some of the music that has been floating around my brain for the last few days. It’s a relatively mellow collection of four, loosely bundled into a four heading structure with links, videos and blurbs. This’ll be a recurring round-up, though who can know what form future editions will take? Let’s begin by seeing just how much one man with a microphone, a violin and a loop machine can accomplish in seven minutes. Quite a lot, as it turns out.
WHO THE FUCK WANTS TO OWN A JET SKI?
Sometimes in an idle moment I find myself getting sucked into those television channels that exist in between real channels. The ones that dig through the trenches of television history looking for expired or dirt cheap rerun rights to fill the dark hours between 1am and 6am. On a night when I can’t sleep and have exhausted the BBC’s almost infinite supply of current affairs programs I sometimes find myself dipping into such a channel. They’re the grouting that hold late night schedules together, formed of a curious mixture of pure chalky nostalgia, delivered in pale colours and wonky aspect ratios.
On a quiet night you may find yourself tempted to linger on such a channel. Absolutely do not do this.