A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Climbing, climbing
Some years ago, a friend gave me a cassette of Mike Oldfield's greatest, uh, hits, I guess you could call them. It was the guiltiest pleasure, one I would deny possessing if anyone ever made the accusation. Discreetly, I listened. A lot. Among the overblown, undercooked 20 minute epics and curious attempts at pop songs, there was this little monstrosity. Just as overblown and ridiculous, but with all the mismatched ideas compressed into a 4+ minute shit diamond, a deadly clot in the artery of good taste. I hope you will love it all weekend long.
It's the keyboard bagpipes that really cement the entire piece together. Like The Dude's piss-stained rug, it holds the room together. And I wonder if that's Collins on drums. It's got that gated bump on the fills.
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"Shit diamond"??
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Yes, and one day the exploitative shit diamond trade will be exposed.
ReplyDeleteNice shot. The shuttle looks a little overmatched by the giant lemon.
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ReplyDeleteIt's the keyboard bagpipes that really cement the entire piece together. Like The Dude's piss-stained rug, it holds the room together. And I wonder if that's Collins on drums. It's got that gated bump on the fills.
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