A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
None of us have anything
Happy belated MLK Day. Sorry, forgot to mention I'd be observing it. In the spirit of honoring lives, here's a song for the sadly just-departed Trish Keenan, singer of the excellent band Broadcast. They never quite got all the acclaim they deserved, what with simplistic comparisons to Stereolab and the like. But they were brilliant all the same, with both a well-considered aesthetic and a drive to keep evolving it. They only made a few albums, but they're all worth your attention. This track feels appropriate for the occasion — funereal and otherworldly, with Keenan's beautifully blank voice set hauntingly in the foreground.
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