Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Part 2 of my forgotten cd-drawer content-listing:
David Bowie's Outside. On listening to it again, so many years later, it's not as bad as I thought it was, but it's too conceptual, and, after all, there's a reason why it's been in the drawer for so long, and not on my shelf.
Dureforsog's Knee. Why I bought it, I don't know, since it's really not my thing. Not saying that it's bad. And the song Henning? is fairly amusing.
Black Grape's It's Great When You're Straight...Yeah - well it might be great to be straight and the album is rather funky hunky dory, but I personally always enjoyed Shaun more when he was off his head. Doesn't mean that I want him to half kill himself.
Hotel Hunger's Frankie My Dear I Don't Give A Damn. The title has annoyed me, like, always. Why Frankie? Why not Frankly? Is it supposed to be a pun? But who is Frankie?
I give up.*
Neneh Cherry's Homebrew. I'm actually quite fond of Neneh Cherry, in every way possible, but after the novelty of Michael Stipe rapping, the album kinda wore off quickly.
* Frankly my dear I mainly bought the album because I fancied the pants off Jimmy Jørgensen. Still do. Although these days I almost prefer to hear him comment on this, that and the other. He is a good singer, mind, but give the man some decent songs!!! That said, the album is actually really good, although a bit college-y I guess. Will consider bringing it back with me.
My hometown is full of freaks. It's a sleepy little town full of people who wear the same clothes and speak in the same way and never wear heels and are politely ignorant towards tourists and politely hostile towards immigrants and politely dismissive of everything they don't know. Things like bicycle-helmets and tofu and men in skirts and Vespas and perhaps even Naser Khader (after all these years) are still having a hard time in my hometown. But at least it's pretty! And safe! And quite conservative and as much as I love coming back and hanging out, I would never want my kids to grow up here...
David Bowie's Outside. On listening to it again, so many years later, it's not as bad as I thought it was, but it's too conceptual, and, after all, there's a reason why it's been in the drawer for so long, and not on my shelf.
Dureforsog's Knee. Why I bought it, I don't know, since it's really not my thing. Not saying that it's bad. And the song Henning? is fairly amusing.
Black Grape's It's Great When You're Straight...Yeah - well it might be great to be straight and the album is rather funky hunky dory, but I personally always enjoyed Shaun more when he was off his head. Doesn't mean that I want him to half kill himself.
Hotel Hunger's Frankie My Dear I Don't Give A Damn. The title has annoyed me, like, always. Why Frankie? Why not Frankly? Is it supposed to be a pun? But who is Frankie?
I give up.*
Neneh Cherry's Homebrew. I'm actually quite fond of Neneh Cherry, in every way possible, but after the novelty of Michael Stipe rapping, the album kinda wore off quickly.
* Frankly my dear I mainly bought the album because I fancied the pants off Jimmy Jørgensen. Still do. Although these days I almost prefer to hear him comment on this, that and the other. He is a good singer, mind, but give the man some decent songs!!! That said, the album is actually really good, although a bit college-y I guess. Will consider bringing it back with me.
My hometown is full of freaks. It's a sleepy little town full of people who wear the same clothes and speak in the same way and never wear heels and are politely ignorant towards tourists and politely hostile towards immigrants and politely dismissive of everything they don't know. Things like bicycle-helmets and tofu and men in skirts and Vespas and perhaps even Naser Khader (after all these years) are still having a hard time in my hometown. But at least it's pretty! And safe! And quite conservative and as much as I love coming back and hanging out, I would never want my kids to grow up here...
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