Today I woke up before the alarm clock and I felt quite good & refreshed. After a nice cup of coffee or six, I rolled up my sleeves. The main goal of the morning was to do a little bit of tinkering with some sofware issues I’ve had. Easy-peasy. I’ll show ’em.
Approximately five hours and 27 computer restarts later, I gave up. Gone was the optimism of the morning, my blood pressure was up 275%. I was exhausted, sweaty and hungry. Plus, on my way to the bathroom, I stubbed my pinky toe to the door threshold.
Fortunately I knew that there’s nothing a good stretching & a couple of sandwiches couldn’t heal. And an episode of a series I’m currently hooked on. Then I listened SUHMURA and what do you know, this blog was already crystal clear in my mind. That “music” there is in case you ever have similar moments I had today, and you’re completely out of sandwiches & streching.
For the sake of symmetry.
There’s two ways of describing TOUGH TO THE BRIM. (okok, there’s more, but today we’ll focus on just two of ’em)
The 1982 Way:
You may ask, what’s this tune about? Well, let me tell you buddy what the latest hit by The Fictional Band is not. It’s not some wussy stuff that you see topping the charts around the globe. “Tough to the Brim” is raw & real, it’s what rock ‘roll is all about, because rock is evil and it knows no boundaries. It renounces that pop and disco are dead. Good riddance!
The 2019 Way:
While listening to ‘Tough to the Brim’ you may encounter a feeling, have I heard this tune before? If you are unfortunate enough ever to tune in one of those “Classic Rock for Middle Aged People” playlists, you have undoubtedly heard a billion songs just like this one. Distorted guitars, check. “It’s only rock ‘n roll and I like it”, check. Sign of the horns, check. Yawn, double check.
Pick your poison.
Last november was the darkest month known to me, that I can remember. And by saying dark, I mean the lack of sunlight.
I just checked the facts and apparently by the 15th of november, in my city the Sun was up there for 3,9 hours.
Four hours of sunlight in two weeks!
Man that’s gloomy. No wonder that I made a tune called SUN DOGS in november.
When a tune is titled FOR WERNER, you may ask what has he done to deserve a piece of music for himself?
It’s a fair question.
You may also ask, don’t we all deserve a song written specially for us.
It may be so, or it may be not. Although very often the relevenat question would be, who would lift the cats tail if not the cat itself.
Now to get back to todays tune. It’s something that would be perfect to accompany a documentary film set in the Amazon jungle, and what would follow a vampire who lives with bears and chases impossible dreams.
Some time ago I started listing things that are fairly obvious observations of our current reality and, that have somehow escaped my attention. Usually these “things” have nothing to do in the grand scheme of things. They’re trivial, stupid, childish – and therefore greatly amusing.
I’ve been holding this list, and sometimes making additions, in a case there comes a day I’ve got nothing to say about the tune of today.
So, here we go. My first sudden groundbreaking realisation:
Tim Curry – Jim Carrey.
Get it? The names of these two wonderful people are quite similar!
This is how we go from groundbreaking to anticlimaxing in a matter of seconds.
Now that the distraction has made its job, it’s time for ELECTRIC WILLOWS. It’s pop, it’s jumpy. It’s hip and it’s fun. No groundbreaking chords, no breathtaking melodies.
…and the winner by unanimous decision is:
Tyrannosaurus Presley! GZ.
Although our Brazilian friends dominated the summer and Giant was able to make an appearance in most unconventional times, there really wasn’t any question about the winner.
Our honorable judges found the originality of the earworm simply enthralling and pointed out the following facts:
– The winner holds the record of most minutes stuck in subjects mind (in 2018)
– The winner was a one time collaboration between two deceased artists
– The winner was by far the most annoying as well as the most amusing of the nominees
On the other plane, this weeks tune is called DESPAIR. Next weeks’ specimen is not.
The nominees for the best/worst song that earwomed me in 2018 are:
– “Time to Kill” by Gentle Giant
– “Mass Hypnosis” by Sepultura
And a very unusual double feature of:
– “All Shook Up” by Elvis and “Get It On” by T. Rex
While waiting for our panel to review the nominees, sit back, relax and get ready to be SPARKLINGSTRUCK.
Some things in life are great. In fact they’re so great that one doesn’t even need to provide reasons for their greatness, because they are so great, that their unquestionable greatness is the reason.
Great things in life:
– Woolen socks
– “The Green Manalishi (With the Two Prong Crown)” by Fleetwood Mac
– Hot sauce of your choice
Tremolo, the guitar effect comes pretty close to this kind of greatness, but it’s not quite there. Yet. Time will tell.
Stuff that has something to accompany guitar with tremolo: VIA APPICE.
Those who know, know.
This is the “Why on earth I haven’t uploaded this track yet, although it’s been sitting on my hard drive for months now”-update of the year.
Reason this time: I still don’t know, man. Perhaps the time just hasn’t been right.
But hey, this time it is! KALEIDOSCOPE has some nice bells and twinkling and stuff, although it was not meant to be that christmassy.
On the last day of this month the next update shall be
One moviesque tune
Two parts were played
Three is a number…
…and so on.
I am friendly for the children, but bane of the drunk
I slip ‘n turn ‘n flow to the ground
I am made of glass and made of brass
Can you already guess who am I?
= THE MOANING