Talking About Things: The Knife
Waxing fauxlisophical about music is a good use of social networking. This take: Erin and Adam discussing The Knife on my Facebook...
About music and about writing about music. And sometimes about writing about writing about music.
Waxing fauxlisophical about music is a good use of social networking. This take: Erin and Adam discussing The Knife on my Facebook...
I've always admired the hustle of Amanda Palmer. Rabid blogger, intense Twitterer (hey AFP, shout at me some time, K?), and the creator of creepy, aching tunes that I can't listen to arbitrarily without being transported to a world that I'm not always exactly ready to be in. Her solo debut, Who Killed Amanda Palmer?, saved my life under no uncertain terms last Christmas, and her post-Book Expo America show at Highline Ballroom earlier in 2009 ranks as one of my favorite live shows of all time.
Tegan & Sara: Light Up (click to DL)
When I wrote about Tegan And Sara's Sainthood, I reveled in the biting, scorned tone of the lyrical (and musical) content of the album, noting that it was their loudest album for a reason.
Now, on a chilled fall day, comes this into my lap-"Light Up', a bonus addendum (with one other track) to Sainthood's MP3 release. It's immediately obvious why "Light Up" shouldn't be taken as a natural child of its birth album-if Sainthood is blacked out whiskey night, saying and doing things that can't be undone, "Light Up" is a few weeks after, sun kissing windows and the promise of something new. It's a welcome juxtaposition to the album's fury and laceration-a salve, really; a renewal. Fresh sheets and a fresh start. It's just a blip of a song, a few minutes and a few repeated "let them say what they will, they will anyhow"s and one line that knocks me to the ground, gently:
"well, eggshells are not easy to hold. we uncurl and unwind when we sleep side-by-side"