i just want to move, i don't care what the song's about

Push back your chair, clear the space, put the song on and start moving those feet!

Throw all your musical bias out the window, the lovely trio of British lasses in polka-dot dresses are back again with yet another insanely irresistable adorable ditty of a song in the form of ' Pull Shapes', probably the lead song ( and damn rightly so!) in their debut album to come.

Everything is just about done as close to perfection as you may want in a pop song here; the strings flawlessly executed and not a grandoise by the way trap that many songs out there fall to when the songwriter is unable to think of a better arrangement; the live clapping bits unintrusively layered in that just enhance the simple wish of fun and dance the Pipettes so sweetly sing of. Wait for that lovely bit about thirty seconds in when each of them starts shaping the song in the style of their favoured muisc/ dance and I gurantee a smile on your face.

Dammit, listening to cute British girls singing about wanting you out on the dance floor is impossible to resist - go ahead and try.

The Pipettes - Pull Shapes

their site..


And.. a live set of both singles from their planned-for-July album, ' Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me' and which I once mentioned before, ' Dirty Mind' :



Bloody hell I think Im falling in love with The Pipettes. Especially Rose. !@#*% what have they done to this typical cynical and indifferent indie-music-loving kid..

it'll all work out eventually /better off with him than here with me

A song is not simply words set to a tune. It reaches one in a sincerer fashion, skipping pass the structured banks of the brain that have been educated and stored with specific meanings and intent, straight to your heart that is pure and simply, you.And sometimes when the two meet perfectly, lyrics and music, something more than a song is created. Saying much more than words themselves ever could, more striking and heartfelt than a beautiful melody ever conveyed, you have a piece like this that does not come along very often.

This unassuming little gem slipped into my hands from a listen of Elizabethtown's soundtrack ( carap I still have not watched it yet), and though I was never really that big a fan of dylaneque folksy songwriting something in here grabbed me all the way from the initial tingling on strings ( are those mandolins? I cant figure them out) right to the lingering end, which goes off not because the song is done but because the singer has walked past you with a rough smile and starts to disapper into the distance, bringing his song into the sunset. He may have been broken once, but it is no longer a burden for he is done with the past he sings of, and he goes along his way.

Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers - It'll All Work Out

A link to Tom Petty's biography on allmusic. Salute when you reach the bit about him withholding an album from his record company in protest against their too high intended price listing of his release. Plus his words.

Still I think of her when the sun goes down
It never goes away, but it all works out

This one is for you.