Thought, occasioned by listening to the infuriatingly patchy Nelly Furtado album but of wider applicability: in the download age, will it actually be necessary to make albums anymore? Obviously from an artistic standpoint, many acts will still *want* to make albums. But the model which dictated that everyone *had* to make albums in order to make money will surely no longer apply. Meaning that all the pop acts whose singles kick arse but whose albums are a bloody trial will hopefully realise there's no point to recording ten tracks of filler when people are only going to download the singles anyway.
On Sunday my journey took me through Belsize Park, and I realised with some surprise that I'd never been there before. Finchley Road, Hampstead Heath, Chalk Farm, Kentish Town, Primrose Hill, even Gospel Oak - none of them exactly my turf, but I'm in each of them every so often. So how come I'd managed to totally miss the area between them? I'm guessing it's something to do with the way the area appears to have been designed by Hawksmoor's scarier brother. St Stephen's, the Catholic school and another building of uncertain purpose each looked like plausible doubles for Arkham Asylum, looming like they should have their own stormclouds; Hell, the church's windows even look like skulls if you catch them from the right angle. No wonder my wanderings never brought me here, I must have sensed that terribilis est locus iste and only a direct and deliberate route plan was ever going to overrule that.
Am currently nursing a minor obsession with Yves Klein (warning: Wikipedia really doesn't sell him half so well as Rebecca Solnit does); I find most conceptual art a bit clever-dick-ish, but Klein having been something of a Rosicrucian, his take on it seems more like a new school of magic. I think I'd been vaguely aware of him as someone who painted blue canvases, but I'd never realised the intent behind this, the attempt to redefine space which I don't think he meant on a purely perceptual level. Though who can be sure? After all, Magic is the art of taking things literally.
On Sunday my journey took me through Belsize Park, and I realised with some surprise that I'd never been there before. Finchley Road, Hampstead Heath, Chalk Farm, Kentish Town, Primrose Hill, even Gospel Oak - none of them exactly my turf, but I'm in each of them every so often. So how come I'd managed to totally miss the area between them? I'm guessing it's something to do with the way the area appears to have been designed by Hawksmoor's scarier brother. St Stephen's, the Catholic school and another building of uncertain purpose each looked like plausible doubles for Arkham Asylum, looming like they should have their own stormclouds; Hell, the church's windows even look like skulls if you catch them from the right angle. No wonder my wanderings never brought me here, I must have sensed that terribilis est locus iste and only a direct and deliberate route plan was ever going to overrule that.
Am currently nursing a minor obsession with Yves Klein (warning: Wikipedia really doesn't sell him half so well as Rebecca Solnit does); I find most conceptual art a bit clever-dick-ish, but Klein having been something of a Rosicrucian, his take on it seems more like a new school of magic. I think I'd been vaguely aware of him as someone who painted blue canvases, but I'd never realised the intent behind this, the attempt to redefine space which I don't think he meant on a purely perceptual level. Though who can be sure? After all, Magic is the art of taking things literally.
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Date: 2007-01-30 10:35 am (UTC)Re: all filler, no killer.
Date: 2007-01-30 02:55 pm (UTC)Re: all filler, no killer.
Date: 2007-01-30 07:34 pm (UTC)Re: all filler, no killer.
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Date: 2007-01-30 01:06 am (UTC)I know what you mean about those churches. Often after Stay Beautiful when I have no way of getting home and no transport is forthcoming, I get the bus to Belsize Park and walk home from there which takes around twenty minutes. Passing by those skull-like windows in the darkest of dark hours with only the cloud-covered moon and your own footsteps for company it can be truly terrifying. Other times it can be thrilling and magical. x
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Date: 2007-01-30 02:01 am (UTC)Shall investigate Schneeman, though tbh the name 'Meat Joy' does not inspire...
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Date: 2007-01-30 07:35 pm (UTC)I can certainly appreciate the historical significance of that whole strand, but Annie Sprinkle's probably the only one I actually *like* per se.
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Date: 2007-01-30 10:06 am (UTC)However albums give the listener opportunity for otherwise neglected songs to 'grow on' them. It will be interesting to see how it will all pan out...
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Date: 2007-01-30 07:49 pm (UTC)Charlie is about 10 days away from heading into the studio to begin Evil Genius' debut EP, and in a weird your blog/my life synchronicity, we were arguing this morning whether an EP HAD to have 4 songs or it could have only 3. My argument boiled down to "blah blah vinyl origins, 2 songs per side, blah blah THAT'S HOW THE BETA BAND DID IT SO IT HAS TO BE RIGHT" and his boiled down to "blah blah nobody remembers vinyl blah the Betas never made a dime". Ah, one of those mornings where you feel that LCD Soundsystem songs are, in fact, an accurate summation of your recent conversations.
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Date: 2007-01-30 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-30 09:36 pm (UTC)You are preaching to the choir about the 4-song EP. And Evil Genius are unlikely to ever do a song over 3 minutes, because one particular band member's attention span is only 2.45 long. Still, it worked for The Minutemen.
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Date: 2007-01-31 07:12 pm (UTC)I know none of the Evil Genius songs are epics, but were they really all that short? I would have guessed at some being around the four minute mark, but I may just have that in my head as 'general average length for sleaze-rock tracks'.
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Date: 2007-01-30 07:30 pm (UTC)Wasn't there a bit of a fuss with the last Madonna album, where she didn't want people downloading individual tracks? I forget the details, though.
Fairly early on in my getting-back-into-music phase I used to only tape the tracks I liked from albums, before making a total change and almost invariably recording the whole thing. And I can't remember exactly who was responsible for that change, but I had realised, as you say, that I was robbing tracks of the chance to grow on me, and thus missing out.