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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

i would stand in line for this


I try to maintain only posting up songs based on their own merit rather than because of something else that is unavoidably twined with them in memory, because I do not want people to hear something they would not appreciate on a same level as me simply because they have not experienced the same memory. A particularly good example would be soundtracks from films, since your mind automatically links a lot of the song you hear with what you see on the reel at the same time, leading to a judgment that may be a little skewered, however good or bad.

I never touched the second, nor ever watched the first in its entirety, but decided the third might be worth a shot at the midnight show. The tagline helped too. Sure it may not be entirely original or even slightly cheesy, but there's something unabashedly poignant about ' Remember Everything. Forgive Nothing.' that does not really mean a thing but makes its point well.

If by now you have not, go watch The Bourne Ultimatum. As an action show, it does not rely on the same magic of suspense like The Prestige, instead a finely directed fashion of a pacing for action that never lets go satisfies the same, if not more so.

It is a perfectly good diversion from whatever you may be busy with the rest of the week, and it's not a bad way to spend $9.50 at the cinema instead of most other mundane stuff on the reel now. A friend explained bits and connections to me along the way though, probably much to the irritation of those sitting behind, but still it is easy to catch up even though you may have missed the first two in the series.

Hah now I have lost the focus of the song. Anyway, Moby's contribution to the Bourne series is not particularly jaw dropping, but like the film, it knows what it's doing and does it well. There is something terribly catchy as to how Moby sings the chorus in that particular low drone of his.

I remember watching the video on the Soundtrack Cable channel back to back with the Cardigan's Erase/Rewind and it was.. ok. Actually I prefer the video version of " Extreme Ways" rather than the one they have for the Ultimatum soundtrack, if only because it does not have the extra backing vocals that are kinda distracting.

MOBY - EXTREME WAYS


Food for thought. I watched 881 the night before this, and enjoyed it too. It has been a long time since I have watched a show with as much sincerity and heart pored into it ( amelie comes to mind) done tastefully, and you cannot help but walk away feeling appreciative after the show despite the at times haphazard wayward plot. Unfortunately the friends I watched it with did not share the same sentiments, but shrug. I enjoyed The Bourne Ultimatum equally too, if not more so, though the show was obviously a different ' type' of film with cold smart pacing and well thought out scripted action that carried it through instead of the warm keenness and sincerity that was all 881.

I am not very sure what I am trying to say though, perhaps it is just as simple as I like things that for all they may seem to be different, simply have a way of being enjoyed the same way by me.

oh yeh and I hate admitting it but Julia Stile's 'kind of' smile at the end floored me.

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Wednesday, August 08, 2007

i took a plane i took a train/ ah who cares you always end up in the city

Canadians!

So many things to do so many things to see as if ord came early, hah one hand down wont keep me down. If that does not make sense to you then neveryoumind, you are here for the music.

Vancouver based The New Pornographers are back with a new album due out soon, and it sounds their brash kinetic energy has not waned but sounds a bit more.. organic? Try checking your music library, more likely than not you would have ' Twin Cinema' if i have traded songs with you online during the last couple of years.

Normally I do not trust songs that start with falsettos ( sorry beegees, not sorry mika) but here it actually works. Why? I blame the utterly sweet yet scything refrain that comes immediately after it, and one cant really go wrong with such addictive twangy guitars to seal it cant you?

Thankfully, this attitude is carried along well throughout the song, an ode to New York City probably reflecting her kind of spirit. An indomitable lunging spirit laced with a little happy sarcasm, or at least that's what I gather. Songs like these speak more of the city than any ' national song', dont they? And I rather much prefer them too.

THE NEW PORNOGRAPHERS - MYRAID HARBOUR

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Wednesday, August 01, 2007

i can see light/ i can feel love/ i can see the sun

Never thought I would be doing this but im posting up a techno song! Yeh, not saying anything about techno with that but is just I never really could listen to all that pulsating whirlwind beats for long so far in my twenty years of life. Fact I remember once converting a techno listener to Tori Amos.

Well not until a certain DJ from Brazil, Gui Boratto mixed up ' Beautiful Life'. Supposedly, this is a little deviant from his usual stuff he spins out, but to hell with that i'm glad he came up with this.

It is hard, and probably impossible for me to tell you how much I love this song from a critical dissection of such a tune, because frankly a) I would not know where to begin b) eh just listen to it and tell me where *you* would start. It does not have much in the way of lyrics, but that only resonates even more with its theme. The implacable beauty of the unseen, stuff that go unnoticed, or are just *missed*. The love of the asymmetrical over the symmetry. Things that are impossible to describe in bits and pieces if they turn around and ask " so list the things you like about me" because it's the whole that is always looked at and *just* appreciated.

But that's not all, what makes it even more pristine is that there is nothing terribly 'arthouse' about this. It just is plain fun to listen to, begging to turn the volume up, perking your ears up and twitching your feet. It's perfect to listen to on a lazy day. In the bustle and rush of business. Zen moments. When you're free. When your heart is broken. When you want to lie down. When you want to get up. When you want to forget. When you want to reminiscence.

GUI BORATTO - BEAUTIFUL LIFE

Good stuff.

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