27 November 2009

Kate of the mountain


Kate's great.You can play spot the rip-off's, and see the influence her style has had on many of today's modern sirens and fucked up retro bitches. But this is not the time for cynicism, its a postive occasion.

 
My relationship with Bush has always been a patchy one. I virtualy own no albums by her, bar 'The Whole Story' and 'Aerial', and I'm aware that 'Hounds of Love' is the big one, and I have to agree, as it spawns my favourite Kate Bush song, 'Cloudbusting'. I've never really bought any Kate Bush singles, apart from the 'King of the mountain', and if I'm honest, which I am, I can't say that I've ever been a 'massive' fan of Kate Bush, although my devotion is growing. BUT!


We need her. The world needs her. The music industry especially needs her now more than ever (and not just to sell them CD's). In an industry that whores the mediorce wares of KT Tunstall, Kate Mellua (is this Kate thing supposed to be some kind of homage?) and Lily Allen and every other thin clone bore with a guitar or piano Kate Bush leaves them all standing. And whose the princess to Kate's Queen. Bjork, Tori? But what are Kate's secret ingrediants that has made her influencial? Her promo vids, her live shows, her image, her lyrics, her voice...of course it's her songs...Her aura alone is much more than the tired and very tested image of an angst ridden skin and bone shape with make up, acoustic guitar, singing angst-ridden numbers they probably wrote in Starbucks. The quirks, the image and themes of hr song seem more authentic than Bat For Lashes. Kate has always been much more than that, set her sights higher. The sense of ambition has always manifested itself on a panoramic scale, hypnotic strings, synth washes and vocals. Her voice and music sensually lulls the senses, rather than poking them awake with a sharp elbow and a fake rythm and blues, 'I'm really hurting' mouth punching warble.

Perhaps where the older artist has even more to offer is the experience, imagery and themes her lyrics offer. Sure there's a song about being lost in the cycles of a washing machine on one track on her Aerial, but with most of her songs there's a lot more going on there beneath the surface. And that's one secret. There is always a lot of delving, diving and submersion going on with Kate Bush. It's all about metaphors for birth, death, seclusion and love. Like the production, her songs are multi-layered affairs, and aren't afraid to display that dirty word called 'intelligence'.

Another of Kate's secrets for success and total and unreserved adoration from her fanbase, is that she doesn't whore herself in the media. The great thing about this is that it creates that mystique. Too many artists are obsessed about telling us about their problems, and going through every concievable cliche in interviews, drink, drugs, falling out, problems making a difficult album, that it's almost expected of them, and boy, does it bore us! Kate is herself, and like the nice person she comes across as, she doesn't give anything away. Maybe there is nothing to give away. She cleans, cooks, washes up, and looks after her son. It's not glamorous or contraversial but it's honest...and hearing her talking about scrubbing out stains from the sleeves would be more interesting than hearing any other artist wail about their dreary, famous, pressured lives.

 
I love 'Aerial'. It's a classic album, One of my favourites of the decade. It has that long forgetton methodology of having good songs with a good strong production, and is executed spectacularly well. The songs, as I've said, have depth and are multi-layered affairs. With tracks such as 'How to be Invisible', 'Somewhere in between' and 'Nocturn' they bring that kind of abstract joy of feeling good to be alive, just from the warm air of an early summer that reminds you of your youth, or the light burning smell of a November eve drifting into your air ways. Like these sensations, it feels both nostalgic and familiar, and like an ideal future, it carries with it so much hope for tomorrow.

26 November 2009

Leningrad Cowboys Collection £14.99 from play.com

I came across this troupe of Finnish rockibilly, rock and roll, pumk outfit purely unknowingly in the film 'Take take of your scarf, Tatjana' a film by Aki Kaurismäki. The film itself, if you haven't seen it, is a road movie featuring a vodka addict and a coffee addict who steals his mum's pension book and locks her in the storeroom to get his fix. In fact he doesn't let her out till the end of the film!


The actors who play these addicts also feature in the films 'Leningrad Cowboys Go America' and shares much of the dry, absurdist humour of 'Take care of your scarf...'

I'm sure there are many intelligent essays, reviews and deconstructions out there about the director and the cowboys, explaining the social/historical contexts of the films and their links to post-war Soviet culture. For me the films serve as simple and effect Chaplin-esque studies in silent comedy and the Eastern European take on popular culture.

My next encounter with the cowboys was when I downloaded their version of 'Happy Together' featuring the Red Army choir. It was uplifting and inspiring. If only one thing could inspire world peace short of Abba reforming to head the UN would be this anthem. If I had the power this song would feature on a soundtrack about my life in a film starring either John Simm or Michael F. Hall, playing me obviously. 'Happy Together; might make it onto the closing credits. Aki Kaurismäki would be the obvious choice as director, although I'd be curious to see how he'd tackle the incidental soundtrack of 70s disco, 80s synth pop, 90s dance and 2000s, to backdrops of Wigan council estates and Bolton and Manchester city centre's, unless the Cowboys perform the tracks themselves.

What fully inspired me to invest in these films was the clip of 'Those Were the days' on youtube.

Genius. The reference to donkey's is a Finnish thing I am assured. This clip alone features all the ingrediants of the Leningrad Cowboys films. As with 'Happy Together' they've taken a 60s pop song and made it their own, in this case, making it more effective than the original.

And now I have the films. I had my own Leningrad Cowboys season over the summer. I laughed at the jokes about beer cans, tractors, dead cowboys, vodka, revolutions, donkey's, all delivered with sparse dialogue and odd versions of popular songs. In a perfect world, if I was Michael Eavis I'd have The Leningrad Cowboys playing Glastonbury every year. Every year.

04 November 2009

Tefal pan set

These are my latest aquisition. I like the idea of space age pans, the heats throughout and not just part of the potatoe. I imagined that I could make a Heston Blummethal type of Little Chef Olympic breakfast (More on that in another blog). In fact my first meal for this was a sort of Olympic breakfast, actually it was an amateur affair. One fried egg, one sausage and two rashers of bacon. Oh and baked beans. I totally forgot the tomatoes and the mushrooms, but I did involve a round of toast.