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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.

Mike Oldfield - Five Miles Out

(Thank Jesus, Oldfield also made a video, as precious as the song itself. A must-see.)