Posts Tagged ‘Wayne’s World’

Contract or no, I will not bow to any sponsor.

Tuesday, August 18th, 2009

More Wayne’s World quotes, more Spotify catching up on music I was too wasted to notice the first time around.

I chose this Pavement track rather lazily because it references a well known corporate entity. I’ve been thinking that it’s better to put out loads of brief posts rather than nothing for weeks because I can’t think of anything sparkling and exotic to say about the programme. But of course coming back to post it I realise that there’s a 12 step reference there too. Like much of recovery, my relationship with my sponsor has been something of a journey. Obviously, being a perfectionist maniac I had to have the best sponsor in the whole of my fellowship. And my Step 5 was going to be the most mind-blowing one of all eternity. And then everything he said was obviously going to be the purest wisdom in the world. So why not put him on a big pedestal? Turned out he was a normal, nice guy, with all the qualities and defects of all other normal nice guys. Ha. I should call him more often. Here’s Pavement’s “Date With Ikea”.

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Pavement - Date With Ikea

Ahh… the Mirth-Mobile…

Monday, August 17th, 2009

Well, I’ve bought a new car. It’s frankly ridiculous, it’s so big it has its own gravitational field. A massive old Merc. But I love it, no matter what everyone else says. It’s one of those “beyond your wildest dreams” things, I would have never have considered driving an old fart’s car like this when I was a hyper aggressive arsey mad dry drunk phase. But I sit there in double glazed splendour, tootling along at 70 (I can’t afford the petrol to go much faster) and lapping up tunes on the amazing stereo that the millionaire who bought this car in 1996 selected. There’s no iPod connection, I’m not sure whether to put one in, but for the moment it’s CD’s. And you get to listen to CD’s over and over again on big trips, as the changer is in the boot (or “trunk”, for our North American readers). The signature CD for this car appears to be Levy’s 2005 debut Rotten Love. What can I tell you about Levy, fact-fans? Not a lot. It appears to be the working name of James Levy. He used to work in a Jewish cemetery. He’s from Brooklyn. ANOTHER great musician from Brooklyn! I can’t now remember where I heard this track, but I couldn’t find the mp3 to steal anywhere, bought the CD, and the whole thing is great. It’s pretty breezy, pretty slick, some big sky sounds, dare I compare it to, hum, Coldplay? Well, maybe there are hints there, but there’s some Smiths in there too and it’s sufficiently quirky and dreamy and intelligent and knowing and assorted not to be too hideous. And I really should confess to having a soft spot for “Yellow”. Anyway, enough confessions. Here’s the title track.

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Levy - Rotten Love

It’s almost too easy.

Sunday, August 16th, 2009

OK… First I’ll access the secret military spy satellite that is in geosynchronous orbit over the Midwest. Then I’ll ID the limo by the vanity plate “MR. BIGGG” and get his approximate position. Then I’ll reposition the transmission dish on the remote truck to 17.32 degrees east, hit WESTAR 4 over the Atlantic, bounce the signal back into the aerosphere up to COMSAT 6, beam it back to SATCOM 2 transmitter number 137 and down on the dish on the back of Mr. Big’s limo… It’s almost too easy.

Today was a bit like that until I simplified it. Unfortunately it means I miss out on a really amazing sounding gig, but fortunately it means I also miss out on a whole load of unmanageability.

I lost my record collection by bits and bobs during my drinking days in the late 80’s and early 90’s. The nice thing about Spotify is that I’m rediscovering it. Today has been “The Cure” day :). I totally forgot about this brilliant track on 1985’s “The Head on the Door”. How about that for an intro? Don’tcha love the way everyone piles in and gives it all a good kicking? What a song. Push.

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The Cure - Push

First, let me get this out of the way - I’m a big fan.

Saturday, August 15th, 2009

Yes, it’s more Wayne’s World quotes.

As our regular reader(s) will be aware, higherpowermoment.com is of course on the interweb’s top trend spotting cutting edge music blogs, responsible for making or breaking bands, setting the agenda, and defining the zeitgeist.

Longtime higherpowermoment.com faves are Spanish electro pop with indie guitar sensibilities band Delorean. See here and here. Now some obscure American outfit called Pitchfork has belatedly hitched on our bandwagon, seen which way the wind has been blowing, and given their latest E.P., brilliantly entitled “Ayrton Senna”, 8.4.

All I can say is welcome to the party, Pitchfork, higherpowermoment.com was here yonks before you, and we give this 11.0.

Please note the original Spanish 12″ artwork, not the pants they are flogging in the States. Wooo! We are so special and different! We were there first! I have this record. But no record player.

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Delorean - Seasun

This Too Shall Pass

Monday, January 5th, 2009

When you’re in the middle of some 5 star copper-plated shitstorm from which there seems to be no escape, is there anything more annoying than a member of your fellowship parroting “This Too Shall Pass” at you?

In a brave and possibly unwise departure from previous practice, I’ve actually done some research on this slogan (if typing it into Google constitutes research).

Ready for a story?  Gather round, dear readers…

King Solomon decided to humble his minister Benaiah Ben Yehoyada.  He asked him to bring a certain ring to him in time for the festival of Sukkot, 6 months hence. A magic ring. A ring which if a happy man looked at it, he became sad, and if a sad man looked at it, he became happy. Apparently Solomon knew that there was no such ring, but thought that 6 months fruitless schlepp would bring Benaiah down a peg or two. Must have been a King thing.  Benaiah searched, but the days ticked by, and still no ring. On the night of Sukkot, crestfallen, he decided to take a walk.  He happened upon some wretched snivelling merchant, no doubt with a comedy beard, and decided to take a punt. “Have you by any chance heard of a magic ring that makes the happy wearer forget his joy and the broken-hearted wearer forget his sorrows?”.  The merchant produced a plain gold ring and engraved something on it.  When Benaiah read the words, his face broke out in a broad smile.  Off he went to see Soloman. “So Benaiah, did you find what I sent you after?” asked Solomon.  The rest of the Cabinet snorted with barely-concealed hilarity.  Solomon allowed a kingly smile to play across his lips.  Benaiah, no doubt milking the moment like United Dairies following a four day power cut, held up the simple ring. “I have it here, your majesty!”  Solomon took the ring.  He read the inscription.  His smile evaporated.  There were three Hebrew letters: gimel, zayin, yud, signifiying the words “Gam zeh ya’avor” - “This too shall pass.”  Solomon realised that all his wisdom and fabulous wealth and tremendous power were but fleeting things, for one day he would be nothing but dust.

Whilst I enjoyed being Sunday School teacher there, the fact that “This Too Shall Pass” swings both ways, and happy as well as unhappy times are transitory, is perhaps a take on the slogan that I hadn’t fully acknowledged before.  I’ve learned in recovery to know that those bleak, dark, seemingly hopeless moments are going to pass.  I need to bear in mind that if I’m relying on external factors to feel good, those are going to pass too at some point.  I feel like I’m sounding rather like Polonious dishing out advice to Hamlet here, but the slogan reminds us that happiness is an inside job, the bad feelings are gonna pass, but so are the good ones, and we need to focus on taking it one day at a time and living in the now.  OK, Polonious crossed with Garth from Wayne’s World.

Talking of bleak, dark, seemingly hopeless moments, my mild man-flu is pretty much over.  And I thought it would never end.  Don’t worry, I’m not going to inflict The Smith’s “Still Ill” on you (the soundtrack to many harrowing bouts of conjunctivitis, half-hearted fevers & non-specific aches).  Here’s my favourite man-flu soundtrack, the brilliant BMX Bandits‘ “Serious Drugs”.  As a bonus for Bandits’ fans who are familiar with the original from 1993’s “Life Goes On“, I have an alternative mix from the B-side to 2007’s “Take Me to Heaven”, a magnificently schizophrenic version with a first half a joyous thrash of buzzed up guitar, and the second half a dreamy pastoral moment between Duglas T. Stewart and Rachel Bandit. More from the Bandits in due course.

BMX Bandits

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BMX Bandits - Serious Drugs

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BMX Bandits - Serious Drugs (Other Mix)