Art is the music we make from the bewildered cry of being alive. ~Maria Popova
11 Aug 2024 Leave a comment
in Video of the Week Tags: that thing you do!
10 Aug 2024 Leave a comment
in Songs You May Have Missed Tags: lindisfarne, taking care of business
Lindisfarne: “Taking Care of Business” (1973)
No, it’s not Bachman-Turner Overdrive’s done-to-death 1974 classic rock anthem. It’s comparatively obscure Alan Hull-led British folk rock band Lindisfarne–from one of their lesser-known albums at that.
Hull’s genius–given rightful consideration in this video–was seldom reflected by record sales. 1973’s Roll On Ruby didn’t even tickle the chart’s nether parts in the UK, much less America.
But somehow this jaded little ditty about the manipulation of artists by the industry seems both painfully autobiographical and kind of fun.
That’s what a good writer does: turns his own pain into our pleasure.
See also: https://edcyphers.com/2022/03/12/recommended-albums-85/
See also: https://edcyphers.com/2022/03/12/video-of-the-week-lindisfarnes-geordie-genius-the-alan-hull-story/
10 Aug 2024 Leave a comment
in General Posts Tags: CDs
(via Rolling Stone) by Rob Sheffield
In 2021, CD sales increased for the first time in 17 years. That’s mostly because of Adele, whose 2021 album sold 898,000 of those shiny little discs. The last time CDs were this hot, Usher, Ashlee Simpson, and Hoobastank were the ones selling them. Now it’s Adele, BTS, and Taylor Swift. It’s part of an overall revival for physical media — vinyl is booming even bigger. But for those of us who love the humble compact disc, it’s a question worth pondering: Are we finally seeing the CD revival? Why are music fans falling back in love with the gadget that once promised “perfect sound forever”?
Compact discs were never about romance — they were about function. They just worked. They were less glamorous than vinyl, less cool, less tactile, less sexy, less magical. They didn’t have the aura that we fans crave. You didn’t necessarily get sentimental over your CDs, the way you fetishized your scratchy old vinyl, hearing your life story etched into the nicks and crackles. Your copy of Spice World or Life After Death sounded the same as everyone else’s…
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