Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Fortissimo Friday: ALL OF THEM FOREVER?

Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Hope you’ve all had a brilliant holiday... it’s nearly New Years Eve! I am not blogging properly because I am trapped underneath a giant pile of LEGO, held together by Play-Doh with a candy cane sticking out each nostril and my head resting on a pile of Quality Street sweet papers. While I wait for someone to rescue me, here is a little playlist of my Friday tracks from 2010 and 2009:


Dave Matthews Band:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/07/fortissimo-friday-dave-matthews.html

Vampire Weekend:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-latest-earworm.html

Sugar:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/04/fortissimo-fridays-shaun-keaveny.html

Adam & the Ants:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/03/fortissimo-fridays-adam-ants.html

Chapel Club:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/02/fortissimo-fridays-chapel-club.html

Swell:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/02/fortissimo-fridays-swell.html

The Beatles:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/01/fortissimo-fridays-ben-sings-beatles.html

Band of Skulls:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/01/fortissimo-fridays-band-of-skulls.html

Beastie Boys:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2010/01/fortissimo-fridays-beastie-boys-double.html

Hunters & Collectors:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2009/11/fortissimo-fridays-hunters-and.html

Inspiral Carpets:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2009/11/fortissimo-fridays-inspiral-carpets.html

Concrete Blonde:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthblogoversaryday.html

Billy Bragg:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortissimo-fridays-billy-bragg.html


New Fast Automatic Daffodils:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortissimo-fridays-portable-music.html

Imogen Heap:
http://mammyp.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortissimo-fridays-oops-its-monday-2.html





Friday, 10 December 2010

No Poorly Whales Here

Friday, 10 December 2010
SCENE: A BEDROOM


A voluptuous woman is getting ready for bed. As we have come to know, our heroine has excellent hair. A man enters. Quite incredibly, he has no beard.

W: Put the big light off, will you?

M: Wait a minute, I’m just going to get a drink of water.

W: Ew, not out of that manky bottle next to your bed! You know, you should wash that out occasionally. It’s got a worrying greenish tinge.

M: I cleaned it the other day, I’ll have you know.

W: Great. Ssssh. I am now asleep.

(The man switches off the light. A few moments passes.)

M: Anyway – you should know that algae is good for whales.

W: (sitting up) Excuse me… just as a point of clarification, tell me – is one of us supposed to be a WHALE in this scenario?!

M: No, but you know how they say carrots are good for your eyes?

W: What the… what? I am having difficulty finding the golden thread of the alleged logical sequencing in your argument. Think very carefully before you speak next.

M: RABBITS EAT CARROTS, am I right?

W: Er…

M: Well, whales eat algae and you never hear about POORLY WHALES, do you?

(fin)

Follow the past adventures of our intrepid couple here, here, here and here.

Sunday, 5 December 2010

SUPERCHARGER: 4 December 2010

Sunday, 5 December 2010
Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.

I know, I know, I haven’t written in ages. I’m sorry. Call it a holiday – it sort of was... I went to Canada at the end of September, and then I guess when I got back, there was so much to bloody talk about and so I kind of procrastinated writing about it and HELLO IT’S DECEMBER?! Whoops.

But I’m back now, and what better way to get things rolling than with a gig review? As you well know, dear readers, something I never NOT write about is when I go to a show and I’m not about to start now. Or do I mean “stop” now? (Errrr...sorry; today it appears that my grammar has a hangover, too.)

ANYWAY. Last night, Jase and I found ourselves kid free (thanks Grandma!) and quite spontaneously we decided to check out SUPERCHARGER at Krash at The Venue in town. Our attendance there was not so wholly accidental as I would make out – I must take a moment to explain that back in the day when Jason was at the height of his ‘hot-for-teacher’ school of 80’s hair metal lunacy, one of his partners in music crime just so happened to be none other than SUPERCHARGER’s front man, the infamous (defined as such at least in my husband’s tales of legendary formative years debauchery and lash) Mr Nick Parsons, Esq. So we went along for equal parts rock gig slash high school reunion slash ridiculously tasty blue-coloured cocktails.

Would Mr Parsons please raise his hand?


Where was I? SUPERCHARGER. Local four-piece + couple of independently released records + teeny weeny venue = right up my street. Thoroughly enjoyed it, despite my usual tendencies towards music snobbery (I know you will all be shocked at such a deplorably scandalous confession). Here is why:

a) Punky chunky bangy thrashy crashy – can't go wrong.
b) Some really good melodies – not a warbling screamer nor a throaty death grunt puke noise-maker to be found.

(...and this is my favourite bit)

c) Some smashing guitar solos that were really well constructed, considered and melodic. I mean, less of the chaotic widdly-widdlies (bad) and more of the gut-wrenching wacka-wee-mow-mows (good).  Know what I mean?

This is my way of saying that I liked it. Lots! Check out their MySpace page.

PS - Holy shit though... I am old.  After the gig it was just a club... and I was like... THE OLDEST PERSON THERE, I swear.  It was packed to the rafters with surly, disagreeable, angst-ridden kids.  It felt a bit weird to realise that I was like... the token old person in the corner.  That same token old person the piss out of whom I used to take (yay, grammar!) when I was a surly, disagreeable, angst ridden kid.  It was enough to drive a girl to drink.  :-)

Check out my last gig review here.

And check out my master Gig List here.

Were you at the SUPERCHARGER gig?  Comment and let me know what you thought, too!