November 12, 2005
It's Enterteinment
Very noticeable Imogen Heap's Speak for Yourself. At times possibly the best Lounge around, cornering Sade and confused about strawberries. She found the way in. But I have to ask myself if this is a girl (Getting Scared) or just a mild hybridized version of one of Marylin Manson's vocoders & Dido. Respectfully, listen to the fake gospel in "Hide & Seek" making now inroads into major commercials, who said the days of Cher on wah-wah were over? Eno, in his long toupe', is super-envious at how easily these tracks fit on both the top of Middle Of the Road bill and bottom of Innovation. Good job and Imogen(e) and nice, English touch, which is, ironic.
Graeme Revell has spent 10 years at the forefront of Industrial in the eighties with a now defunkt germanische-australian band collective called SPK. Now his ambient noise is constellation to a third of all Hollywood titles. The man behind Sin City's score and many others stands as one of the best Soundtracks composer of our times. Follow him for a good night out.
Vector Lovers, Kraftwerk minus the ideology and mild pop intervention. Nice try. Martin Wheeler, a self-confessed manga mad computer nerd and eighties obsessed knob-twiddler who has produced one of this years most irresistible albums with his eponymous Soma debut, 2005.
Nostalgic of the now-gone Crash Test Dummies (Uhmmmmmm) I give you 40 Foot Echo. Enough deja vous for a nearly identical product. Tears always taste the same, "Brand New Day" is enough trying, so cry baby.
Everybody is adopting Herbie Hancock's drum sessions. Big Tricky Mistery. Madonna's latest. And, for Italy, fresh and good, Jovanotti. Complete with chorus and whispers, we're close to Michael Jackson and reborn. Come on, do we REALLY want to go there, it almost makes me cry Nickleback, please. All the shaking just to get here?
LOST, the ABC's serial rip-off of Castaway, now on sale every Thursday online (it runs on Weds in the USA), sells no surprises and illustrates the psycho-social development of a group of marooned (civilized) passengers stranded on an island due to plane crash, off reach and off routes. The carcass of a jet lying on the beach for the longest time, bodies can be burned. Journey is typical, inner and outer. However, this time, the "outer" is not as quiet as in Robinson's. The island is haunted by boars (they make good steaks), polar bears (ich!), and what seems to be some other much much bigger wild creature and more mysteries. A good amount of anxiety. If you've gone thru Desperate Housewives already, you may look into Lost just watch your steps. After all what's to do when you're lost and under pressure but still hands on a bunch of good iron? Golf, right?
Posted by lck at November 12, 2005 01:18 AM
