resonator_mag (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} resonator_mag) wrote,@ 2006-08-29 13:10:00 |
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Ok, so we can be wrong.
First of all, what's 12 years old and goes in circles and circles and circles again?
Under the Pink in a blender! (This is actually what Shaun texted me this morning.)
Secondly, it's autumn again, which means it's time for my favorite fall album of all time-- Plaid's underrated and absolutely glorious Spokes, a tender hearted, dark little melodic milestone of Warp records, back when that meant something, that was completely maligned by the AphexSquatechrepusherTwin acolytes when it was released in November of 2003. It's also, apparently, out of print (that's what happens when people hate on stuff-- so if you really love something everyone else hates, make sure you buy it, cause it may disappear). It was impossible to choose a favorite to feature, so here's two tracks from it:
Marry -- Plaid
Cedar City -- Plaid
Which brings me to... Yeah. So, even here at Resonator, we miss stuff. One of the dangerous things about running your own damn magazine and listening to whatever the hell you wanna listen to is that sometimes you think you know everything. (And most of the time, let's be honest, we do.)
Case in point: Imogen Heap's release Speak for Yourself completely passed us by. It's not that we don't like Imogen, per se. It's just that the Frou Frou record was a little slice of loveliness, complete with Brian Eno, so when you went back and dug out her first solo effort, I Megaphone... well, it was a gigantic disappointment. It was a lot of latter day Alanis Morisette wailing and there was none of the vocal gymnastics and ethereal, sparkling melodies of Frou Frou. So when Speak hit the Res office, we put it on the backburner. There were other things to listen to, and we naively assumed that Imogen without Frou Frou was... well... not terribly worth a listen.
Must Be Dreaming -- Frou Frou
Let's just say that we were WRONG. Way, way, way wrong. Imogen's going back out on tour (she'll be in the US for several dates in November and December) and it is worth your time to check out Speak and to see her live (I know I will be!). Luckily for you (and for our bandwidth) the entire album is streamed at her (very fun and interactive) site.
The above photo is a still from the video for "Say Goodnight and Go," which is the most spine tingling, chime-laced confection of sexual frustration to ever make it impossible for me not to grin at strangers when I'm listening to it on the subway.
Say Goodnight and Go -- Imogen Heap
There really isn't a throw away track on the album, though. Speak for Yourself is the unexpected hybrid of the fuzzy, off-bright beats and twinkling electronic ornamentation of Spokes and the baroque piano and several track vocal harmonies of Under the Pink. What more do you need when you're breaking out your sweaters?
Resonator: It's bad enough we get along so well
One of these days, you'll miss your train, and come and stay with us.
First of all, what's 12 years old and goes in circles and circles and circles again?
Under the Pink in a blender! (This is actually what Shaun texted me this morning.)
Secondly, it's autumn again, which means it's time for my favorite fall album of all time-- Plaid's underrated and absolutely glorious Spokes, a tender hearted, dark little melodic milestone of Warp records, back when that meant something, that was completely maligned by the AphexSquatechrepusherTwin acolytes when it was released in November of 2003. It's also, apparently, out of print (that's what happens when people hate on stuff-- so if you really love something everyone else hates, make sure you buy it, cause it may disappear). It was impossible to choose a favorite to feature, so here's two tracks from it:
Marry -- Plaid
Cedar City -- Plaid
Which brings me to... Yeah. So, even here at Resonator, we miss stuff. One of the dangerous things about running your own damn magazine and listening to whatever the hell you wanna listen to is that sometimes you think you know everything. (And most of the time, let's be honest, we do.)
Case in point: Imogen Heap's release Speak for Yourself completely passed us by. It's not that we don't like Imogen, per se. It's just that the Frou Frou record was a little slice of loveliness, complete with Brian Eno, so when you went back and dug out her first solo effort, I Megaphone... well, it was a gigantic disappointment. It was a lot of latter day Alanis Morisette wailing and there was none of the vocal gymnastics and ethereal, sparkling melodies of Frou Frou. So when Speak hit the Res office, we put it on the backburner. There were other things to listen to, and we naively assumed that Imogen without Frou Frou was... well... not terribly worth a listen.
Must Be Dreaming -- Frou Frou
Let's just say that we were WRONG. Way, way, way wrong. Imogen's going back out on tour (she'll be in the US for several dates in November and December) and it is worth your time to check out Speak and to see her live (I know I will be!). Luckily for you (and for our bandwidth) the entire album is streamed at her (very fun and interactive) site.
The above photo is a still from the video for "Say Goodnight and Go," which is the most spine tingling, chime-laced confection of sexual frustration to ever make it impossible for me not to grin at strangers when I'm listening to it on the subway.
Say Goodnight and Go -- Imogen Heap
There really isn't a throw away track on the album, though. Speak for Yourself is the unexpected hybrid of the fuzzy, off-bright beats and twinkling electronic ornamentation of Spokes and the baroque piano and several track vocal harmonies of Under the Pink. What more do you need when you're breaking out your sweaters?
Resonator: It's bad enough we get along so well
One of these days, you'll miss your train, and come and stay with us.
