<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:47:13.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only indie kid in the village</title><subtitle type='html'>an music blog from the back of beyond, turn left at nowhere, and keep going...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-4889713725396586472</id><published>2008-09-05T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:58:27.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the dodos? it must have been tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SMBYDkPkmjI/AAAAAAAAATQ/8nq-fsm26E4/s1600-h/dodos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SMBYDkPkmjI/AAAAAAAAATQ/8nq-fsm26E4/s400/dodos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242286784551098930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tuesday: the dodos were playing; the evening happened. arty bar: pints. chairs in the carpark out back, fags, heavy dub on the jukey. the pizza shop above sends down anything you want for a fiver. chuck tells me about the mud at the festival. joey and dante show up. joey's bleached her hair again. she tells me about the men at the hospital who expose themselves despite being heavily medicated. they see things too she says and often attack her. car: drive up the road. joey drives like a maniac. dante says most folk don't like being in the car with her, i can't see why. gig: there's band on stage channelling ian curtis, but he has angelic blonde curls and a well pressed check shirt. wine: dante tells me about the oven he works with. it can get really hot, hot enough to melt metal. euros childs plays on the stage; the benevolent spirit of john peel circles the ceiling. i wonder if i can still spell gorky's zygotic mynci and try and recall the EP of theirs i own. john looks down on me and smiles. i'll never forget you, he says to me. chuck tells me that zurich has a lot of good bands. fags outside on the plastic chairs, one buckles as i sit down. i manage to stay upright; the smoking masses applaud. whiskey. the dodos take the stage and batter the shit out of it. one of them smashes a rubbish bin by way of percussion. when he's not doing this he sits down and has a beer. they play mad freakouts with beautiful melodies but it's almost acoustic. the crowd dig it. i dig it. i dig how heavy it is without any distortion, like dark matter adorned with twinkling constellations. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/3412455_1el5l/10%20Jodi.mp3"&gt;jodi by the dodos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-4889713725396586472?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/4889713725396586472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=4889713725396586472&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/4889713725396586472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/4889713725396586472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/09/dodos-it-must-have-been-tuesday.html' title='the dodos? it must have been tuesday'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SMBYDkPkmjI/AAAAAAAAATQ/8nq-fsm26E4/s72-c/dodos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-5633871536223249870</id><published>2008-08-31T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:06:41.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop? 21% booty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SLRMdY-1_jI/AAAAAAAAARc/TjiNIfaouCk/s1600-h/hip_hop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SLRMdY-1_jI/AAAAAAAAARc/TjiNIfaouCk/s320/hip_hop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238896334344683058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SLRL-zD1NWI/AAAAAAAAARU/k0FdMLDpbk8/s1600-h/alternative.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SLRL-zD1NWI/AAAAAAAAARU/k0FdMLDpbk8/s400/alternative.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238895808768980322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The top graphic illustrates the lyrical preoccupations of Hip Hop, proportionally, when broken down by body part. The second graphic covers the representation of body parts in the alternative genre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The artists behind the &lt;a href="http://www.fleshmap.com/listen/music.html"&gt;Fleshmap project have listened to 10000 songs and broken things down for us in their interactive map called "Listen"&lt;/a&gt;, which is well worth a look, especially for us 'Spillers who like nothing more than to collate songs on a topic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Personally speaking, and especially as it's eyes and hands that dominate the categories, I'd like to hear more songs about tummies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And to prove the point above, here's an mp3 that mentions pussy, ass, coochie, dick, tits, and possibly more besides.  Diplo cleverly steals the backing track from Peter, Bjorn and John's "Young Folks" and throws a load of filth over the top. Jobs a good 'un. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....guess what genre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/3304891_spsyq/young%20folks%20pussy.mp3"&gt;Young Folks Pussy by Diplo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-5633871536223249870?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/5633871536223249870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=5633871536223249870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5633871536223249870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5633871536223249870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/08/hip-hop-21-booty.html' title='Hip Hop? 21% booty!'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SLRMdY-1_jI/AAAAAAAAARc/TjiNIfaouCk/s72-c/hip_hop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-3334617742859247403</id><published>2008-07-22T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T14:38:56.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl who works in the record shop says i'm not avant garde enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SIYs0sU9MkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6nu6h51mRa4/s1600-h/daylight.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SIYs0sU9MkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6nu6h51mRa4/s400/daylight.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225913701373915714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I went to see Ballboy play live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Former Peel faves, chronically underrated, great lyrical songwriting in the vein of Belle and Sebastian, killer scots melancholia with added humour, great live band, fab back catalogue, funny and moving when they play live, also quite a regular mention on RR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two songs for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly "Avant Garde Music", because as Gordon explained last night, a song inspired by the girl who works in the record shop in Edinburgh accusing him of not being avant garde enough. I certainly know the record store, and I'm pretty sure I know who the girl was. Did Gordon then hook up with this mystery record store girl? The lyrics would suggest so:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;"well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and drank cheap plastic wine out of cheap plastic glasses until it got dark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the only thing we had to decide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was whether and where we were going to sleep together that night" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly "Something Is Going To Happen Soon", because it was the best thing they played last night, and had me running to the girl selling their CDs shouting "give me the cd with that song on it!!!!" seconds after they'd finished playing the song. It's lyrically very interesting as when he sings "and the cellos kick in", they do indeed kick in; before he goes on to admit how open and emotionally naked he is on stage, and then proceeds to be as open as nearly any singer can be. A good moment of self awareness; very clever and effective indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, 'Courier New', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"and the cellos kick in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and the lights start to flash &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and everyone watching me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;can see right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, 'Courier New', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;surrounded by drink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and surrounded by drunks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;i never knew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;what a mess you'd become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, 'Courier New', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;but you made yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;look great today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;but nobody noticed you except me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and you never notice me anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, 'Courier New', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and no-one will ever love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;as much as i do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;no-one will ever love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;like i do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ballboymusic.com/"&gt;Please visit the excellent Ballboy website by clicking here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/2848678_v7qwz/01%20Avant%20Garde%20Music.mp3"&gt;Avant Garde Music by Ballboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/2848679_pn6gn/07%20Something%5C%27s%20Going%20To%20Happen%20Soon.mp3"&gt;Something's Going To Happen Soon by Ballboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-3334617742859247403?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/3334617742859247403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=3334617742859247403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3334617742859247403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3334617742859247403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/07/girl-who-works-in-record-shop-says-im.html' title='the girl who works in the record shop says i&apos;m not avant garde enough'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SIYs0sU9MkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6nu6h51mRa4/s72-c/daylight.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-6912168680980199321</id><published>2008-05-06T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:26:19.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Disclosure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/l/lichtenstein/lichtenstein_blam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.artchive.com/artchive/l/lichtenstein/lichtenstein_blam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's some things I''ll happily admit, or maybe admit is the wrong word to use. I'll happily talk about how much bollocks the sodding Beatles add up to. Fuck 'em. Fuck the Beatles. Fuck the shitty Beatles. Yeah, they did some stuff first, so what - fuck 'em. Fuck 'em and fuck those people who think music starts and ends with the fucking Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's proper confession time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I really like Blink 182 and Less than Jake. And NOFX too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I went off one of my favourite bands, Radiohead, when OK Computer got all hyped and jumped on by idiots. Things have never been the same since. It's my own myopic fault for missing out on what is, probly, some of the best music ever made.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to rehabilitate myself with In Rainbows, but it didn't work. Radiohead playing The Forum just after The Bends was released was one of my bestest gigs ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sometimes I look at my itunes library of six billion songs and can't find anything I want to listen to, can't find anything that ignites me like the 20 records I had when I was 15. Sometimes i think that's it's all a dead end from here on in. Which, for a music geek like me, is no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't believe in records being "collected" or calling the shitty pile of vinyl I own a collection. "A collection" means one of everything. I dont' want one of everything. All I want is 3 minutes of pure joyous noise where I can experience the moment, and nothing else. I don't want the weight of music history bearing down on me, I don't want context, I don't want to recognise influence, I just want Wow! Blam! Fuck! Like a fucking Lichtenstein painting for my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't believe in the canonisation of musicians, even if they're ones I like. This goes for Kurt, Lennon, Buckleys, Elliot Smith, Richey Edwards, and the rest. They aren't any more special for being dead. Fuck people who say they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I got into Belle and Sebastian late, cos I was blinkered by the fact their singer is happily christian when they first came out. This put me off at the time, I now view Tigermilk as being one of the best records ever made. I'm less judgemental these days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I'm an indie snob, and sometimes can't help myself. I'm sorry, BUT, I was into them first. Now us humans don't rely on hunting and gathering meat to survive, is this all we have? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I can't really be bothered listening to all the Beefheart records that I inherited. Can't be arsed with Television either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I lost interest in dance music after I stopped taking the drugs. LCD soundsystem doesn't count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I own over 100 Manics records.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then? Only Martha has the answer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/1888244_asfnl/Bloody%20Motherfucking%20Asshole.mp3"&gt;Martha's Swaery  Number&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-6912168680980199321?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/6912168680980199321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=6912168680980199321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/6912168680980199321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/6912168680980199321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/05/full-disclosure.html' title='Full Disclosure'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-917623013539488591</id><published>2008-05-06T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:24:03.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"We're all listening to downbeat shite"</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SBDpfQb8s_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WcJFRFPxIOE/s1600-h/20070929111349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SBDpfQb8s_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WcJFRFPxIOE/s320/20070929111349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192907093555590130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's the ingrained national inferiority complex, who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's some lyrics from a few of my current favourite tunes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And we're all listening to down-beat shite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We over-did the good times and now we can't sleep at night"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/1877172_lgmlx/02%20Blue%20Plastic%20Bags.mp3"&gt;Blue Plastic Bags - Malcolm Middleton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm armed with the past, and the will, and a brick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I might not want you back, but I want to kill him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave the rest at arm's length&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep your naked flesh under your favourite dress"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/1877173_hjbgl/03%20Good%20Arms%20vs%20Bad%20Arms.mp3"&gt;Good Arms vs Bad Arms - Frightened Rabbit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Girlfriend, it's you I'd scuttle ships for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make my first mate walk the plank for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admire the all or nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm admiral of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing at all"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/1877473_ewlx2/09%20Admiral.mp3"&gt;Admiral - King Creosote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm seeing the first two on Saturday (along with Mogwai and Clinic) which will be fab, and then KC in a couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray for Scots miserablism, it really is a thing of beauty&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...it really makes me happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;you can buy their wonderful records &lt;a href="http://www.fulltimehobby.co.uk/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fat-cat.co.uk/fatcat/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.fencerecords.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; respectively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-917623013539488591?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/917623013539488591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=917623013539488591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/917623013539488591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/917623013539488591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/05/were-all-listening-to-downbeat-shite.html' title='&quot;We&apos;re all listening to downbeat shite&quot;'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SBDpfQb8s_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/WcJFRFPxIOE/s72-c/20070929111349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-3740863523901543307</id><published>2008-05-06T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:22:54.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Are you going to liberate us from male, white, corporate oppression? I just want you to know we can still be friends.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0OdSoKfTP1k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0OdSoKfTP1k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kool Thing" by Sonic Youth (feat Chuck D from Public Enemy) was pretty much one of the first alternative/indie songs I ever heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this has stood me in pretty good stead for things that followed. Before I heard this tune it was all Cock Rock and thrash metal. After hearing this, and then Ride (on the same mixtape), and then Nirvana released 'Nevermind', things just got better and better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was the one tune that you heard (maybe during your formative years?) that forced you to throw everything else out the window and reconsider the musical sphere? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-3740863523901543307?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/3740863523901543307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=3740863523901543307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3740863523901543307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3740863523901543307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-you-going-to-liberate-us-from-male.html' title='&quot;Are you going to liberate us from male, white, corporate oppression? I just want you to know we can still be friends..&quot;'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-8848550250854008951</id><published>2008-05-06T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:10:46.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The shape of my heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SCCojAb8tCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dcPkNkLG6hs/s1600-h/yael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SCCojAb8tCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dcPkNkLG6hs/s320/yael.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197339289351664674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, yesterday I went to the record shop and bought 7"s by Santogold and Noah and The Whale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As ejaydee has already done a Santogold post, I've decided to concentrate on Noah and The Whale's "The Shape of My Heart".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Musically it's a bit folky, a bit faux mariachi, and quite a bit Neutral Milk Hotel, with a wee jot of Laura Marling on backing vocals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(We'll ignore my Laura Marling obsession for the time being, and focus on what Noah's singing about.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the song Noah speculates that his heart has been ripped to so many pieces that it's incapable of working any more, but he thinks maybe this is a good thing because he can't be hurt again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A number of years ago, a flatmate of mine and I would have the same conversation over and over; he would say that what's the point in starting a relationship if you're only ever going to get destroyed by it. I said that the ups make the downs worthwhile. I drew a graph to illustrate my point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flatlining middle ground is no place to live, and my friend has unfortunately lurched from one unhappy nearly-relationship to another - as if he's looking for the heartbreak rather than the happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah, you're wrong, quite frankly - but i like your song anyway - even if it's not as good as "Five Years Time" which is by far and away one of the best songs I've heard in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the video for "The Shape Of My Heart", and then after that "Five Years Time". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fcMQDsd9cs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fcMQDsd9cs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRX5kH6IrkY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRX5kH6IrkY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-8848550250854008951?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/8848550250854008951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=8848550250854008951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8848550250854008951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8848550250854008951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/05/shape-of-my-heart.html' title='The shape of my heart?'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/SCCojAb8tCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dcPkNkLG6hs/s72-c/yael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-3198087488706065149</id><published>2008-04-30T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:24:28.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly There Is None Other...Than Holly Golightly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.readexpress.com/read_freeride/photos/2007-10-24-Golightly-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.readexpress.com/read_freeride/photos/2007-10-24-Golightly-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The record shop was good to me last week - I got Sonic Youth's "Goo" (where my old copy has gone is a mystery) and "Truly There Is No Other" by Holly Golightly for £4 each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holly Golightly (real name, folks) has been known to knock about with the legends Billy Childish and Jack White and has released about 15 solo albums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I like about Holly is her love of fags and cups of tea, her curiously English voice, her sometimes twisted but always heartfelt lyrics, her love of old blues and 50s rockabilly - that when she recreates the style - sounds really fresh and lovely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The record is very varied, and it's hard to pick a couple of tracks to represent it. It's very Kinksian, a point that's made even clearer by the two Ray Davies' penned songs she covers, but avoids being de-riv. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Double Bass on the LP was provided by Sir Bald Diddley, according to the sleeve notes. Nice one Sir Bald!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "You Have Yet To Win" is like a stone cold lost classic from the 60s, and "Without You Here" makes me wonder why it's Duffy at number one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here's the tunes, from her 2003 record (I must check and see what she's up to just now) and if you like them, please &lt;a href="http://damagedgoods.greedbag.com/"&gt;buy them&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/1934412_1lq9w/10%20You%20Have%20Yet%20To%20Win.mp3"&gt;You Have Yet To Win by Holly Golightly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boxstr.com/files/1934411_ccucc/03%20Without%20You%20Here.mp3"&gt;Without You Here by Holly Golightly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-3198087488706065149?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/3198087488706065149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=3198087488706065149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3198087488706065149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3198087488706065149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/04/truly-there-is-none-otherthan-holly.html' title='Truly There Is None Other...Than Holly Golightly!'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-398061785758678227</id><published>2008-03-26T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:33:06.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You On The Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.52shows.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/the-black-angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.52shows.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/the-black-angels.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my very favourite bands, The Black Angels, have finally got a new song to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the good things about The Black Angels:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Their motto is "Turn On, Tune In, Drone Out"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. They manage to compress The Velvets, The Doors, The 13th Floor Elevators into a super dense ball of heaviosity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Their bassist was born in a cult compound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Their first record was a stand against the current war, with songs like "Young Men Dead"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. They're just fucking fantastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. They have an actual instrument called a "Drone Machine" that one of them built from shrapnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. They are lovely people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. They rock like no one else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theblackangels"&gt;Click here to dig their music on myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQTkOP60bGg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQTkOP60bGg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-398061785758678227?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/398061785758678227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=398061785758678227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/398061785758678227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/398061785758678227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-on-run.html' title='You On The Run'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-3110948674537518494</id><published>2008-03-10T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:32:26.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the children gone?</title><content type='html'>So ran the headline of a local newspaper as I ate my lunch at the theatre - I was terrified at first, expecting to learn of some terrible massacre or epidemic.&lt;div&gt;It turns out however, that due to falling birth rates and overpriced housing, the streets of St. Andrews may have a few less children running around in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew, close one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The odd thing about this video is the fact that the band don't notice all the children, not once,  not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBcbDS5AGnk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBcbDS5AGnk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frightened Rabbit are ace, and although this new song of theirs is much more restrained than the phenomenal &lt;a href="http://downloads.pitchforkmedia.com/Frightened%20Rabbit%20-%20The%20Modern%20Leper.mp3"&gt;"The Modern Leper"&lt;/a&gt; that I linked to previously on &lt;a href="http://readersrecommend.blogspot.com"&gt;The Spill&lt;/a&gt;, it's still rather good and has an interesting false start to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-3110948674537518494?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/3110948674537518494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=3110948674537518494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3110948674537518494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/3110948674537518494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-have-all-children-gone.html' title='Where have all the children gone?'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-7782781369807097963</id><published>2008-03-06T15:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T15:29:43.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bong in this Reggae Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R9B5AWdYONI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OoYUttubeP8/s1600-h/art_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R9B5AWdYONI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OoYUttubeP8/s320/art_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174769018784463058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So then, it's 1992 (slight return) as The Breeders are back with a new song and a new(ish) ethos in recording practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They have a new track, from their new LP, for free streaming or free download &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://breedersdigest.net/2008/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;if you click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Further down the page is an explanation of the "All Wave" recording process, which the legendary Mr Steve Albini (recordist of In Utero, Mogwai, Mclusky, PJ Harvey et al) is pioneering as the music version of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dogme_95"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dogme 95&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is interesting, don't get me wrong, and admirable - but it's not like he ever stopped recording this way. Here's the Deal (arf!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 21px; font-family:'American Typewriter';"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://breedersdigest.net/2008/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/albini4.png" alt="Steve Albini" align="right" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All Wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;” philosophy, which loosely stated, is that everything should be an analog sound recording of someone playing or singing, rather than using a computer to generate or digitally manipulate sounds separated from the dimension of time in which they were performed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In short, to record All Wave one must use no computers, no digital recording, no auto-tuning, or any other mainstays of contemporary production.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All Wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; philosophy carries through the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; production and mastering process, including mixing, editing, sequencing, post-production and the exceptional step of an all-analog direct-metal master for the vinyl LP.This process has been employed on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Title TK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Off You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; EP, and upcoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mountain Battles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's interesting in a "fight the power" kinda way - but on the other hand, discounts any form of music that 'computers' have had a hand in as somehow substandard, or less "worthy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know I'm going to get splinters in my arse, but surely there's a happy medium? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wouldn't it be better to rail against the close-mindedness of major labels and the record buying public, rather than focussing on one point alone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anyways, here's a video clip from a more innocent time, a time when we didn't have to worry about the evils of pro-tools as a force for destroying the innocent ears of "the kids":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AsId-qVIb4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AsId-qVIb4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Incidentally, the fact that I liked to boogie to the above song made me a very happy teenager in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;variety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; of ways...thanks The Breeders! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-7782781369807097963?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/7782781369807097963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=7782781369807097963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/7782781369807097963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/7782781369807097963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/03/bong-in-this-reggae-song.html' title='The Bong in this Reggae Song'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R9B5AWdYONI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OoYUttubeP8/s72-c/art_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-6874353902158887131</id><published>2008-02-14T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:09:12.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That age old story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R7StJvEQ9vI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rCfn24Tj9VI/s1600-h/241ghostworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R7StJvEQ9vI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rCfn24Tj9VI/s320/241ghostworld.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166945055265584882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It's that old, old tale; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy sees girl waiting for the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy hopes the bus doesn't show so he can continue to admire girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy is so in love he loses his place in the book.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy sits behind girl on the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Girl gets off the same stop as boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy asks girl out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Girl says 'No' to Boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy never forgets girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boy writes song in the vain hope that the girl may hear it one day, and remember him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This is that song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fSVr_uBTHo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1fSVr_uBTHo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;File under: "lost classic"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-6874353902158887131?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/6874353902158887131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=6874353902158887131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/6874353902158887131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/6874353902158887131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-age-old-story.html' title='That age old story...'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R7StJvEQ9vI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rCfn24Tj9VI/s72-c/241ghostworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-5262705577677752150</id><published>2008-02-09T15:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:16:53.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me that you wanna scold me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So many songs, this week, things so intertwined together, music&amp;amp;lust&amp;amp;lust&amp;amp;music, expression/perversion/pervasion/progression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;14 years ago, like a bull in the heather, this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Pnqu916eX0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Pnqu916eX0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;confusion is sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-5262705577677752150?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/5262705577677752150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=5262705577677752150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5262705577677752150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5262705577677752150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/02/tell-me-that-you-wanna-scold-me.html' title='Tell me that you wanna scold me'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-1644800845500885580</id><published>2008-02-01T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:22:23.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me, I make you happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjnvSQuv-H4&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 7px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.3em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Don't worry, Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin&lt;/span&gt; really does work! I fell so positive after watching the video! Try it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 7px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.3em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There was a rumour a while ago that Bobby McFerrin committed suicide, which would have been the ultimate irony, had this been true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 7px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); LINE-HEIGHT: 1.3em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However, according to the internettles, there is a real life counterpart to this rumour, as in 1942, the chap who wrote "Pack Up Your Troubles In Your Old Kit Bag and Smile, Smile, Smile" took his own life by shooting himself in the heart, whilst wearing his old army uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Don't worry, Be Happy" was the first acapella track to top the US charts, and was inspired by this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R6JsCU52fXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UUvu0sWrqM4/s1600-h/170px-Don"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161806910146903410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R6JsCU52fXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UUvu0sWrqM4/s320/170px-Don%27t_worry,_be_happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's a "inspiraton"card from a chap called Meher Baba, a spiritual master, who plyed his trade from the 30s to the 60s, and inspired this song&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hKUBTX9kKEo&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Baba O'Riley" by The Who, was voted 340th on the Rolling Stone Top 500 songs of all time, incidentally, one place higher than "Don't Worry, Be Happy" at 341! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-1644800845500885580?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/1644800845500885580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=1644800845500885580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/1644800845500885580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/1644800845500885580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/02/call-me-i-make-you-happy.html' title='Call me, I make you happy'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R6JsCU52fXI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UUvu0sWrqM4/s72-c/170px-Don%27t_worry,_be_happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-7893472940171770059</id><published>2008-02-01T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:18:30.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And play the songs we made</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Nantes" by Beirut has been getting a lot of headphonetime from me of late, this has made me seek out the track that got me into him initally;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Postcards From Italy" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RjzVbXeD_8E&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The super-8 in the video has many interesting images, the armful of parrots, the old chap emerging from the sea smoking a fag, and other peculiairnia that folks film at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was one of my favourite tracks from a couple of years back, the combination of the irresistible guitar riff and the lovely horns is unstoppable, mixed up with the plaintive, romantic voice singing of "the times we had" is just amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-7893472940171770059?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/7893472940171770059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=7893472940171770059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/7893472940171770059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/7893472940171770059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-play-songs-we-made.html' title='And play the songs we made'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-4692998759043569807</id><published>2008-01-25T02:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T02:42:51.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart SleeveFace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kbl052fQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gEWjfewcZ4w/s1600-h/DCP_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159185184800013570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kbl052fQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gEWjfewcZ4w/s320/DCP_2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kapk52fPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RdlGNk9u0Qc/s1600-h/DCP_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159184149712895218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kapk52fPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/RdlGNk9u0Qc/s320/DCP_2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kb4U52fRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x6ljDir8s-k/s1600-h/DCP_2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159185502627593490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kb4U52fRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/x6ljDir8s-k/s320/DCP_2667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mewsli &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I really can't get enough of this, there'll be more to come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-4692998759043569807?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/4692998759043569807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=4692998759043569807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/4692998759043569807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/4692998759043569807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-heart-sleeveface.html' title='I heart SleeveFace!'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5kbl052fQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gEWjfewcZ4w/s72-c/DCP_2664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-8218561076309794320</id><published>2008-01-22T13:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:40:51.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Random Nature...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...of surfing the net of an evening has led me to this video clip, which - because it has an Inuit boy being chased by a flying fish - I had to share with you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sG2Vj86B2hg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sG2Vj86B2hg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's also an Iggy song that I've not heard before, and quite a departure from the usual Iggy stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If anyone knows anymore about this, or whether the film it represents is any good, please leave comments&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-8218561076309794320?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/8218561076309794320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=8218561076309794320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8218561076309794320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8218561076309794320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-nature.html' title='The Random Nature...'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-5266261973098922298</id><published>2008-01-22T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:27:08.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Song No.1</title><content type='html'>Feeling down? Miserable? Listen to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lemonheads - "Different Drum"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="250" height="210" id="mp3playerlightv3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" wmode="transparent" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerlightv3.swf?playlist=http://www.podbean.com/podcast-blog-embeddable-flash-player-playlist2/blogs2/36924/playlist/Happy40771.xml&amp;amp;autoStart=no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerlightv3.swf?playlist=http://www.podbean.com/podcast-blog-embeddable-flash-player-playlist2/blogs2/36924/playlist/Happy40771.xml" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="250" height="210" name="mp3playerlightv3" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Also included is the original version, so you can see how much the Lemonheads have added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-5266261973098922298?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/5266261973098922298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=5266261973098922298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5266261973098922298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5266261973098922298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/feel-good-song-no1.html' title='Feel Good Song No.1'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-8519701089924912947</id><published>2008-01-21T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T10:35:52.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm listening to right this second right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This song came on my randomized itunes, and I just had to post it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Fallin" by De La Soul and Teenage Fanclub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's been a firm RR fave, being nominated many many times, and has maybe made a list ( I can't check, as I have to finish writing this before the song is over!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2DoV4Gytto&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2DoV4Gytto&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; As the Fannies fail miserably to do a hip-hop walk towards the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Listen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To the lovely restrained, yet hooky, backing track&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; At all their lovely smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wonder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Why the video is all christmassy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Consider!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; What may have happened if the two parties had done a whole album together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Just fabby-doo - the bronx/ govan axis !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Want it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, even though the CD is long deleted? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfreefilehosting.com/f/93e6ba11f3_5.12MB"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Click here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-8519701089924912947?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/8519701089924912947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=8519701089924912947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8519701089924912947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8519701089924912947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-im-listening-to-right-this-second.html' title='What I&apos;m listening to right this second right now'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-1652442979544224550</id><published>2008-01-20T05:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T05:14:28.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Warships Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last Sunday I posted up Sanctus from the Missa Luba &lt;a href="http://readersrecommend.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday-morning-worship.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This week, I thought I'd post the b-side "Kyrie".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToNb-02n3KY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToNb-02n3KY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, if you like, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4hY0Wwz1HYI"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch "Sunday Morning" by the Velvet Underground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-1652442979544224550?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/1652442979544224550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=1652442979544224550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/1652442979544224550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/1652442979544224550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday-morning-warships-part-two.html' title='Sunday Morning Warships Part Two'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-2395891182677867584</id><published>2008-01-19T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:48:55.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sage advice from one so young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This week it was scientifically proven that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Make a cup of tea, put a record on"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;bestest indie rock lyric ever written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Below is the video for the song from whence said lyric came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MIt7eWa0oG4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MIt7eWa0oG4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The previous holder of bestest indie rock lyric:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Don't go fucking in the barn because the barn's on fire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is said to be disappointed this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a name="13" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;pre style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 10pt; margin-right: 10pt; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;To celebrate, here's Elastica doing Trio's "Da Da Da", possibly one of the best songs ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="210" height="25" 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pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-2395891182677867584?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/2395891182677867584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=2395891182677867584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/2395891182677867584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/2395891182677867584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/sage-advice-from-one-so-young.html' title='Sage advice from one so young'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-2546006680245689649</id><published>2008-01-18T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T16:15:56.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F001fzd8Hso&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F001fzd8Hso&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....Message&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yeah, Idlewild, from way back when they first started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now, I just realised something about this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Idlewild are a Scots band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In Scots "message" means shopping or errands, as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I'm just off to Tesco to pick up my messages"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Did you get your messages?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(it's still commonly used, by the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So, when Idlewild sing "I am a message" along with the other lyric from the song about "selling your soul", they're singing about the commodification of music and giving out to "The Man", no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(shame they did sell out eventually - their souls died along with it possibly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-2546006680245689649?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/2546006680245689649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=2546006680245689649&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/2546006680245689649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/2546006680245689649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am.html' title='I Am A...'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-5637690614279591283</id><published>2008-01-18T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:59:46.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antidote For A Soggy Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4-ivWzndcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sOdMEdYwC7o/s1600-h/994156086_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4-ivWzndcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sOdMEdYwC7o/s320/994156086_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156519032822134210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viva Voce are a band who I've been trying to support on the ol' RR in the past. They came on my mp3 player on the way home, so I thought I'd post about them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The video for "From The Devil Himself" is a rare thing - smart, funny, and totally rocking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvU8JS8b_uo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvU8JS8b_uo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-5637690614279591283?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/5637690614279591283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=5637690614279591283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5637690614279591283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/5637690614279591283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/antidote-for-soggy-thursday.html' title='Antidote For A Soggy Thursday'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4-ivWzndcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sOdMEdYwC7o/s72-c/994156086_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-8030808461308097011</id><published>2008-01-18T11:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:58:49.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs originality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4vN2mzndaI/AAAAAAAAADw/2EnDYfv8iXw/s1600-h/raveonettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4vN2mzndaI/AAAAAAAAADw/2EnDYfv8iXw/s320/raveonettes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155440536469337506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time I heard "Dead Sound" by The Raveonettes my initial thought was "Blimey, that's Suicide. How can they so blatently rip off my favourite Suicide song?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a fashion, and a few more listens (to both tunes) I decided that lifting one bit from a song and incorporating it into something new IS FAB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talent borrows, genius steals, in this case. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="250" height="210" id="mp3playerlightv3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" wmode="transparent" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerlightv3.swf?playlist=http://www.podbean.com/podcast-blog-embeddable-flash-player-playlist2/blogs2/36924/playlist/Blimpy32274.xml&amp;amp;autoStart=no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerlightv3.swf?playlist=http://www.podbean.com/podcast-blog-embeddable-flash-player-playlist2/blogs2/36924/playlist/Blimpy32274.xml" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="250" height="210" name="mp3playerlightv3" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe we are living in post-modern times, where all we can do is endlessly recycle the past, and is this such a bad thing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theraveonettes.com/"&gt;Click here for the Raveonettes website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-8030808461308097011?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/8030808461308097011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=8030808461308097011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8030808461308097011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8030808461308097011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-needs-originality.html' title='Who needs originality?'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4vN2mzndaI/AAAAAAAAADw/2EnDYfv8iXw/s72-c/raveonettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-8162018005794089418</id><published>2008-01-18T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:48:15.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Warships</title><content type='html'>I was lucky enough to find this on 7" recently. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's "Sanctus" from the Missa Luba, a version of Latin Mass, sung in African style by Congolese children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iASNMY_W19g&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iASNMY_W19g&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It features prominently in one of my favourite films "If..." , and I think was a hit in the 50s or 60s in the UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's  very strange and haunting, and succinct, and religious, and has a mental last 20 seconds - the perfect thing for Sunday Morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-8162018005794089418?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/8162018005794089418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=8162018005794089418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8162018005794089418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/8162018005794089418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday-morning-warships.html' title='Sunday Morning Warships'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-354214077149612393</id><published>2008-01-18T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:46:20.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Larry became increasingly neurotic and obscene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4UuM2zndOI/AAAAAAAAACY/pSFeXZPUkK4/s1600-h/Lazarus+copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4UuM2zndOI/AAAAAAAAACY/pSFeXZPUkK4/s200/Lazarus+copy.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153576147000718562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nick Cave's lot are at it again, this time speculating what Lazarus may have got up to after he was brought back from the dead. Lazarus, or Larry as he's been renamed, ends up in New York ; "a soup queue, a dope fiend, a slave, in prison.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cave is on particularly fine form, belligerent and spitting, bring on the new album and tour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ia360634.us.archive.org/0/items/NcLazarus/diglazarusdig.mp3" autostart="false" loop="false" height="62" width="144" controls="console"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;Shame this came to late for the Biblical RR topic, it would have been a shoo-in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:13px;"&gt;There's also a very funny teaser on youtube - click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQ7oizdQ0KY"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:48px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-size:48px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4VJ_mzndPI/AAAAAAAAACg/74yXt9tkzyo/s1600-h/GUTTER_TWINS.Dulli___LANEGAN.tif.big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4VJ_mzndPI/AAAAAAAAACg/74yXt9tkzyo/s200/GUTTER_TWINS.Dulli___LANEGAN.tif.big.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153606705693029618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;More RR favourites Greg Dulli and Mark Lanegan are back too, this time as The Gutter Twins, they've released the first fruits of their labours as a free download on myspace - which can be heard by clicking  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theguttertwins"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;It's called "Idle Hands", and I've not quite made my mind up about it yet, some more listens maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-354214077149612393?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/354214077149612393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=354214077149612393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/354214077149612393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/354214077149612393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/larry-became-increasingly-neurotic-and.html' title='Larry became increasingly neurotic and obscene'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4UuM2zndOI/AAAAAAAAACY/pSFeXZPUkK4/s72-c/Lazarus+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-6189870304105319079</id><published>2008-01-18T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:44:18.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Fog And Rain I Run My Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4SYAGzndDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HbdAq38kNHM/s1600-h/i-052x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4SYAGzndDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HbdAq38kNHM/s200/i-052x.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153411001213219890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:small;"&gt;"Ask Me About Pittsburgh" - The Asteroid No. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-weight: normal; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;The first thirty seconds may sound like an ice-cream van drowning, but then the acoustic and electric guitars start , and shortly after that the rolling, lolloping drums drive things off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;An evocative almost shoegazey voice comes in, singing a tale of a chance meeting with a beautiful stranger on a train, and then having to part ways. Love and loss on a small, realistic, everyday scale - "It's a real drag that you're leaving", he sings. I guess for twenty seconds here and there, we all fall in love with someone on the bus or train, the mind considers briefly what a relationship may be like with this person, and then the thought is gone, floating away to wherever thoughts go once they're over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The breakdown at about the two minute mark is fab, echoing the refrain from the intro of the song, before coming back in, with the drums, to to an spacey arpeggio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The song begins to fade at the 3 minute mark, and a most peculiar psychedelic outtro begins, as if a completely different song has been picked up by a badly tuned radio receiving signals from a far flung planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Asteroid No. 4 have chosen to hide a wee pop gem inside this song, Only two and a half minutes long really, and I'm glad it has exposed itself to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The lyrics, "I can remember, we sat together on the train / You asked about Pittsburgh, but I'd only been there in the rain" conjure up that sort of intangible abstract far-away place, a romantic ideal - an almost dreamilke feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ia360624.us.archive.org/2/items/Asteroid/05AskMeAboutPittsburgh.mp3" autostart="false" loop="false" height="62" width="144" controls="console"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28851678-6189870304105319079?l=theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/feeds/6189870304105319079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28851678&amp;postID=6189870304105319079&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/6189870304105319079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28851678/posts/default/6189870304105319079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlyindiekidinthevillage.blogspot.com/2008/01/through-fog-and-rain-i-run-my-train.html' title='Through Fog And Rain I Run My Train'/><author><name>Blimpy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03062521891682719767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R8iLDjitgrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/St9X2nPQxuw/S220/DCP_2664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R4SYAGzndDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HbdAq38kNHM/s72-c/i-052x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28851678.post-114876237421266343</id><published>2006-05-27T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:43:13.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only indie kid in the village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DJtA29WjWXE/R5EaDmzndhI/AAAAAAAAAEo/T6g9jb3lUdA/s1600-h/highland-cow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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