Husky Loops (Rock)

This stuff has grown on me like ivy on a wall. These Italian fellers are currently based out of London. They bring a carnival of sounds that dance conceptually between chaos and order, which has me listening to them over and over.  The only bands that come to mind while listening to Husky Loops are De Staat and Gang of Four.  One concept that stands out is how the flow of a song breaks into a completely different flow, which they do as well as any band that I’ve heard attempt this concept. These guys may not make it big, but what they are doing could well influence some bands in the future. This shit is top shelf as it gets. Pay attention to the bass.

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Link to article with an interview by Wonderland Mag

Pay attention to the bass….

I stopped at a book sale yesterday at the library south of Chesterland. While looking over a table of books a lady near me was leafing through a book named Big Spenders.

She said,” Can you believe they would publish a book about the troubles the rich have spending all their money.”
I replied,” They are just trying to capitalize on peoples envy by publishing a book like that. I pity them rich folk in that book.”
” Why do you pity them?”
” They don’t know enough.”
” Do you know enough?”
” I reckon I do except when it comes to books.”
While showing her the two books in my hand.
“I’m a borderline hoarder when it comes to books.”
Seeing the book on Hitler that I had picked up she said, ” Ya know he was a very bad man.”

” I find a great deal of good can be learned from the very bad.”
She smiled, looked me in the eye while scooping up Big Spenders and said, “True enough”, as she proceeded to then check out.

Photo credit-Getintothis’ Peter Goodbody





Badflower (Rock)

Oh, how bad are the flowers of opium? Not as bad as this band from Los Angles, I dare say. Bad of course, in a good way in meaning towards this band. I love how the young use bad as a compliment. I love how the young can display the middle finger to each other and adore it with love as the old look on astonished with disgust and confusion.  That to me is at the heart of rock and roll. It in a way separates it from the blues a little. Hip Hop flourishes to a degree with that same middle finger to the old who are hardened by the ritual daily habits of respectability and responsibility.  It’s not that these virtues are bad, but too much of any virtue seems a bad thing. Too much virtue can turn a beautifully exciting painted canvas of living into a boring stretched out tater sack. Sin a little to give virtue meaning. Never grow so old that a soaped mouth is never near. Live a little.

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“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.”
― Henry Miller