What are you listening to right now?

[barracuda]

[barracuda]

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[annie aronburg]

The Damned - Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde

Skip Spence - All Come To Meet Her

Moby Grape - Seeing

Elastica - S.O.F.T.

[Perelandra]

Rain

It's Raining

I Can't Stand the Rain

[Laodicean]

[barracuda]

[AhabsOtherLeg]

FFS. Tila Tequila was more rock'n'roll than that. He's clearly wasted, but still, there's no excuse for such pathetictude.

Pathetictude is in the eye off the beholder, I always say. To be fair, Kristofferson was really never about rock and roll, but something far less definable. And the thing that's hard to see about that video is that the audience was angry for the three pounds they'd paid to get in, all the while they could see large numbers of people sneaking in because of the poor security. At least that's how I understand it. And what the hell, he wrote some great songs about being hung over.

No worries. Just realised it was the Isle of Wight festival he was at. Hehe, I thought he was being needlessly paranoid about the possibility of getting shot by the locals, but now I'm knowing more, I don't blame him for disappearing abruptly. They might've shot him or baked him in a pie. Or both.

Kindly watch this video, then, of the girl in action (featuring Snoop Dog), and ye shall never need speak suchly again.





I believe she has around twelve platinum records to her credit. In other words, she's an industry the size of a small nation.

I admit that these are all deeply persuasive arguments toward regarding Katy Perry as a woman of substance,who has achieved much of value in her lifetime. But who is she?

Anyways, I still like Kriss. He wrote and sang this song, so he's alright by me, even though he (at some point) made a concious decision to call himself Kriss:

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Also, the Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury song is immense.

[AhabsOtherLeg]

When I was a younger, Justine Frischmann was all kinds of hot to me. I jumped about like a daftie to that song on it's first release, and to every other single that was released off that album as well. It was a surprise to me to find out that she is still hot as hell tonight. She's a lot younger than me now, too, somehow. It seems unfair.

Ah well, Elastica used to get accused of ripping off Wire in those days. And, let's face it, the accusations had merit. But Wire are still good too, so we all win. We get both.

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When I was a younger, Justine Frischmann was all kinds of hot to me. I jumped about like a daftie to that song on it's first release, and to every other single that was released off that album as well. It was a surprise to me to find out that she is still hot as hell tonight. She's a lot younger than me now, too, somehow. It seems unfair.

I never understood why that record wasn't a bigger hit in the U.S. in its day than it was. And you're right, she is Teh Hot, defined.

But I was really just posting it in order to unburden myself of one of the approximately three thousand songs with lyrics about cards that automatically floated up from the depths of my mind in connection with the "Primary Sources for KWH" thread. And that "don't understand how a heart is a spade, but somehow the vital connecton is made" line seemed as suitable as any was likely to be. So I went with it.

Although by the time I woke up today, they'd somehow all resolved themselves into this one, which does have a game of chance, but no cards:



Oh, hey. Look....



Someone finally posted the good version of:



I absolutely LOVE that song!

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[AhabsOtherLeg]

I never understood why that record wasn't a bigger hit in the U.S. in its day than it was. And you're right, she is Teh Hot, defined.

It should have been a bigger hit, but it was - despite being not exactly revolutionary - a bit ahead of it's time. If Elastica had come up more recently into the American conciousness alongside bands like The Strokes and the White Stripes, and even the Kings of Leon, they would've done some business. Regressive stuff wasn't seen as being worthwhile at the time, despite the fact that every good and profitable band of the time was openly and proudly regressive - Nirvana copying The Pixies, and then everyone else trying to copy Nirvana.

Courtney Love gave her verdict in NME (or possibly Melody Maker) of which British female fronted bands would be able to make it in America at the time, and she wrote off Elastica immediately. They were doing the wrong drugs, apparently, and weren't prepared to work for it. I think she had a point. That album, and that sound, at that particular point in time, should've sold itself, globally. But it didn't, much.

She saw PJ Harvey and Tori Amos as being the future stars, because they had the stamina for it. Which was true enough, but not exactly accurate. They didn't become huge, which was the prediction.

Anyway, Lloyd Price is ace.

CONTENT: I said Elastica copied Wire, which they did, but Wire weren't very danceable, which was where Elastica had the edge on them.



A band called Menswear improved on both Wire and Elastica's formulae, by doing both their things while adding nothing. They were very saleable.



Nobody bought it, though.

[Jeff]

[AhabsOtherLeg]

Is Mr. Bradbury himself aware of this fine tribute to his work?
He should be.
It's great, and all the old hard sf writers are, by tradition, massive pervs. I think he would appreciate the spirit in which it was made.