It's not often it happens, but now it has; I've completely failed my commitment to weekly music-updates. To set the record straight and make up for lost time, I shall post a double-list: 10 songs to represent the past two weeks.
The Knife - Silent Shout
Me and Nick went to see the Knife play Brixton Academy. And now they are no more. A flawless band bookended with a flawless tour. They were everything a music act should be: experimental, critical, joyous, political, unafraid, steeped in culture, dance- and fury-inducing.
Azealia Banks - Desperado
I was prepared for disappointment, but how can you say no to a beat that sounds like a happy Burial and Azaelia hitting you with that acid tongue.
I'll be in the mirror looking luxe n' plush
Wildbirds & Peacedrums - Keep Some Hope
Bob Dylan - In My Time Of Dyin'
I'm in an early Dylan period again. They're quite frequent.
Esbjörn Svensson Trio - Pavane (Thoughts of a Septuagenarian)
Oh, Esbjörn, why did you have to go and drown? I crave more exquisite piano jazz like this.
Leonard Cohen - I Can't Forget
All-time favourite song.
I got this old address
Of someone that I knew
It was high and fine and free
Ah, you should have seen us
And I can't forget but I don't remember who
David Bowie - The Bewlay Brothers
The kings of oblivion.
Tom Waits - Rain Dogs
Rain, darkness, cold. This will be a long season.
The Kinks - Harry Rag
Really into rhyming slang lately. Kind of wish I'd grown up with it so I could speak it. Harry Rag = fag = cigarette.
Talking Heads - Born Under Punches
And the heat goes on...
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