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The Song: Every Line of a Long Moment

The Man: Roddy Woomble

I don’t have much to say this week. I have a special love/hate relationship with Mr Woomble dating back many years. This song is off his début solo album, My Secret is My Silence, which is great. Idlewild (his band) I adore. This song I love. More than love, actually. Listen to enough to drive other people up the wall.

So, listen to it and love it. It’s perfect. Well, I think it is, anyway.

Every Line of a Long Moment by Roddy Woomble
Every early morning just to wake up and put coffee on the stove
The morning secret code
And every early morning when the night is always crueler than the day
I watched the sea turn from gold into

Every line of a long moment written down in my handwriting
It makes me feel free to do anything
As I look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic
Look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic

Every winter morning between clock hands than type out your day
And I become the only light that could ever reach you
And every early evening walking through fields that turn from green into grey
And you can only hear when I shout your name out

Every line of a long moment written down in my handwriting
It makes me feel free to do anything
As I look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic
As I look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic Ocean
Until it becomes a sea
Until the north sea’s waves they come to cover me

And I look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic
Look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic
Look out across the wall
Look out across the wall and into the Atlantic
Look out across the wall
Look out across the wall

Sorry this is so short – I’m on holiday.
xo
A

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As an apology for making you wait an extra day for Tunesday (I know you’re all on the edge of your seats!), I am going to feature two songs again this week. They’re by the same band, but not sung by the same people.

The Song(s): Get On The Road and The Good Book

The Band: Tired Pony

My adoration for Snow Patrol lead singer Gary Lightbody is no secret, so you should not be surprised that I am featuring his latest side-project, Tired Pony. They are a music group consisting of Gary, Peter Buck, Iain Archer and a bunch of others. Their debut album The Place We Ran From was released on July 12th and has received very mixed reviews. I don’t care – I LOVE it. This is another album which has taken over my life in the past few weeks and just recently I’ve listened to little else. 

As goes with most collaborations, each track on the album is different from the next, with an overall “country-tinge”. To add a delicious icing to an already yummy cake, the album also features vocals from Zooey Deschanel (musically of She & Him) and Tom Smith (from the Editors). In case you don’t know me very well at all, I am quite fond of Zooey and of Mr Tom Editor. Which is why I have chosen the following tracks off the album.

As usual, the lyrics are an approximation.


(another non-video video link)

Get On The Road by Tired Pony

The fire, the wine, the bed and you
In this crimson light I find the truth
And truth is like a punch or two
It hits you hard and knocks you through

So I get on the road and ride to you
I get on the road and ride to you

A kiss like a fight that neither wins
One tender payment for our sins
You are the drug that I can’t quit
Your perfect chaos is the perfect fit

So I get on the road and ride to you
I get on the road and ride to you

From broken farm to broken farm
The engine noise like an alarm
It breathes a thunder in my soul
It starts this race through the dust bowl

So I get on the road and ride to you
I get on the road and ride to you

The wheel it settles in my hands
This is the measure of a man
I point the car at north, at you
My route has scarred the country through

So I get on the road and ride to you
I get on the road and ride to you

Oh, the melodies! His voice! Her voice! I love everything about this song. That’s all I can say.


(an excerpt from studio recording?)

The Good Book by Tired Pony

You were saved by the good book,
I was saved by the half full glass,
So come on take a good look,
Cause this party will be your last.

And they’ve closed down the old bar,
This town’s like an empty box,
And they can’t have gone that far,
Cause I can still see some swinging locks.

When falling feels like flying,
There’s a dangerous hope,
Cause the ground comes at you faster than you’d think,
Lurking in the shadows,
With the bears and wolves,
That’s where you feel the most upon these days.

When you called I was screening,
It confused me that hear your voice,
It was like I was dreaming,
And the ten years became a noise,
I could barely remember,
Just enough to open the wounds,
In the darkest December,
I can howl at the early moon.

When falling feels like flying,
There’s a dangerous hope,
Cause the ground comes at you faster than you’d think.
Lurking in the shadows,
With the bears and wolves,
That’s were you feel the most upon these days.

Please listen to this song. If you only ever listen to one song that I feature, make it this one. The following video is of Mr Lightbody and Mr Editor playing this song live in London. It blows my mind. Be warned, though, if you are prone to ridiculous, girlish crushes on musicians do NOT click on the following link because it will be the end of you. Trust me.

I really like this album, despite the lukewarm reception in the media and press. “Northwestern Skies” is gorgeous and catchy with thunderous percussion. “Point Me At Lost Islands” is lovely. “Dead American Writers” is exactly what you would expect from an Americana, country-tinged album by a Lightbody-led supergroup. “Held In the Arms of Your Words” is luscious and complex and dripping with melancholy. “I Am A Landslide” is one of my favourites on the album, sung by Iain Archer. “The Deepest Ocean There Is” could be an early Snow Patrol song and therefore I like it very much.

Listen to the album if you can, watch the videos I have linked. You can download the album for £5 and I, personally, would pay twice that. If you are in LA or NYC you can go and see them live.  As always, let me know what you think!

xo
A

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The Song: The Opener

The Band: The Courteeners

Boy oh boy was this week’s choice a toughie! I decided to go with “The Opener” which is the first song from The Courteeners‘ second studio album, Falcon.

I first heard of the Courteeners after the release of their début album St. Jude which was released in 2008. I have to admit I wasn’t entirely convinced. Their second album, though, was a totally different story. The lead single from Falcon was “You Overdid It, Doll” and I first heard it in late February. The video (see link above) is very, very well done and the song is fantastic. The rest of the album contains songs which are guaranteed to get your feet tapping and yearning for a packed dance floor. Falcon (in its entirety) provided the soundtrack to our European road trip in March; I swear we listened to this, and not much else, for seven days straight; never once did we get bored.

“The Opener” is my favourite track. It builds slowly and then keeps hitting you with wave after wave of pure, unfiltered awesome. I love it. I could recite some industry terms like “hook” and “dynamic”, but I am not going to; it’s the raw energy I like about this song. I just love it. Listen to it above (You Tube non-video video link) and then listen to it again (for good measure) and then go straight to the online retailer of your choice and buy the album, it’s lovely.

The Opener by The Courteeners

I’ve been away, I’ve been working
But now I’m back I need to know if you’re still there
And I need to know if you still care
Of course you do, of course you do
You were made for me, and I was made for you

Some things change, but the majority stands still
And I need to know if you want to
And I need to know if you will
Of course you do, of course you do
But I was made for this place, and I was made for you

I don’t know if you would welcome me back with
open arms through the door
I don’t expect anything but please know that I love you for sure
Please be sure

I miss your eyelashes and the streets where I grew tall
I miss getting piss wet through
Getting to yours and getting warm
I miss stopping over and borrowing someone else’s clothes
It’s so nice to be home, you’d never have known that
I’d even been away

I miss the city I love but I’ve been having an affair
With L.A and New York, Dundee
And Doncaster if I may dare
Of course I do, of course I do
But I was meant for this place, and I was meant for you

I miss the city I love but I’ve been having an affair
With L.A and New York, Dundee and Doncaster if you
should care. Of course you do, of course you do

But I was made for this place and I was made for you
My heart is here, here to stay

See you here next week!
xo
A

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This week’s Tunesday is a double play because I just could not decide on which song to feature. To tell you the truth I could probably feature a new song every day and not get bored, but I think a lot of you would stop reading!

I suppose when I started this feature I only wanted to let you all know what I was listening to and perhaps encourage you to listen to it as well. I hope this has worked, especially for the two bands I am featuring today who are both Scottish and definitely bands I think you should wholly support.

The (first) Song: Things

The (first) Band: Frightened Rabbit

(pardon the non-video video, but I REALLY want you to hear this song!)

S is the one who introduced me to Frightened Rabbit, I think after reading a review in some newspaper or another. “Things” is the opening track of their third album, The Winter of Mixed Drinks, which I can confidently say will blow your mind. Every track on this album is equally amazing; I could have chosen “Swim Until You Can’t See Land”, the first single from the album, which is a shockingly fierce and emotional song. I could have chosen “Nothing Like You” which is threatening to be my favourite song of July, if not of the year.

Instead, I chose the opening track, “Things”, and once you listen to the song, and listen to the album, I think you will see why; because it is simply fantastic, because it is the first song of theirs I ever heard, and the one I keep coming back to over and over and over.

Anyone can tell you that I am a complete sucker for an audible accent in a rock song, especially a Scottish one, and lead singer Scott Hutchison’s voice completely floors me. He could say anything to me, from “hello” to “rubbish weather” and have me gibbering and nodding my head like an idiot. “Things” is deliciously upbeat, an anthem for sloughing off old skin and deserting useless reminders of the past.

Listen to it. Love it. Let me know what you think, and, of course, buy the album.

Things by Frightened Rabbit

Here is the evidence of human existence;
A splitting bin bag next to two damp boxes,
And I cannot find a name for them,
They hardly show that I have lived,
And the dust it settles on these things,
Displays my age again.
Like a new skin made from old skin
That had barely been lived in

I didn’t need these things; I didn’t need them,
Pointless artefacts of a mediocre past.
So I shed my clothes, I shed my flesh
Down to the bone and burned the rest

I didn’t need these things; I didn’t need them,
I took them all to bits, turned them outside-in
And I left them on the floor
And ran for dear life through the door.

Useless objects, a gathered storm of shit
A dim and silent shed filled of your life’s supplies
When all you need’s a coffin and your Sunday best
To smarten up in the end.
At the front gate what a reward awaits,
One bite of loaf from a Holy Ghost;
An eternity of suffering in the company of
All those Christian men.

I didn’t need these things; I didn’t need them,
Pointless artefacts of a mediocre past.
So I shed my clothes, I shed my flesh
Down to the bone and burned the rest

I didn’t need these things; I didn’t need them,
I took them all to bits, turned them outside-in
And I left them on the floor
And ran for dear life through the door.

I’ll never need these things; I’ll never need them,
It’s just you I need; you’re my human heat.
And the things are only things
And nothing brings me like you bring me.

I’ll never need these things; I’ll never need them,
Never going back, so we can drop the past
And we’ll leave it on the floor
And run for dear life through the door.

Once again, these lyrics are my own approximation and I apologize sincerely (mostly to the artist) if I have gotten something wrong.

On to the second tune!

The (second) Song: Home

The (second) Band: The Boy Who Trapped the Sun

The Boy Who Trapped the Sun is actually just Colin Macleod, one crazy talented Scot from the Isle of Lewis. When you listen to the album there is no way you will believe that this is just one guy intent on playing all the parts himself (except strings and female vocals). And yet here you have a debut album resplendent with gorgeous melodies and insightful lyrics which is refreshing and inviting and wonderful. He is beautiful, his voice is indescribable and this album is breathtaking.

I liked Fireplace from the get-go and wish I had a few days set aside to listen to nothing but this. The album places you smack dab in the middle of the isolated northern islands; the ocean, waves, loneliness and longing.

The opening track, “Golden” is melancholy and achingly beautiful, and is followed by the upbeat single “Katy” which is humorous and fun. I can’t decide on a favourite track between “Dreaming Like a Fool” which has an up-tempo waltz beat that echoes Elliott Smith, or the emotionally draining “Copper Down” which sounds painfully autobiographical. In fact, I can’t decide on my favourite track out of the whole album – it’s that good.

I have chosen “Home” as my song for Tunesday because, while I may not have gotten the lyrics down 100% (sorry, Colin!)[update – I have confirmation that these lyrics are, in fact, “spot on”], there is a video to go along with it and I wanted you all to see this remarkable talent in action.

Home by The Boy Who Trapped the Sun

Home is where you lay your head
My head lies between the cracks
Breadlines lead to wasted days
Maybe I’m better put to longer days

Oh, this city’s not a home
But it’s somewhere to get lost

Maybe I’m lying to myself
I’m not a grafter; I’m not a man of earth
I have a habit; it’s a full time occupation
‘Cause the grass is always greener
When you can see the garden

Oh, this city’s not a home
But it’s somewhere to get lost

I’ve spent my life
Watching other people
Have a life

I can guarantee you that there are many bigger and better things to come from this talented individual, and I can hardly wait to see what he comes up with next. In the meantime, listen to this album and love it like I do.

xo
A

p.s. Have I mentioned before how lucky I feel to be living in Scotland? I may complain about the weather sometimes, but I really to love it here.

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Happy Tunesday again, folks!

General Fiasco

The Song: Ever So Shy

The Band: General Fiasco

Today’s choice for Tunesday is a song called “Ever So Shy” by Belfast band General Fiasco from their debut album Buildings.  This is not another XFM find, in fact I have no idea how we came to listen to this band first, but I know that S takes all the credit.

To be honest with you I could have chosen any of the ten tracks on this album.  I love it and I have listened to it non-stop since we bought it last week.  I am telling you right now that you need to go buy a copy of this album as soon as possible.  If I had it in my power I would  buy a copy for everyone I know, that’s how much I love it. Listen to it in your car on a sunny day with the windows down and the volume on high. It’s awesome.

Ever So Shy by General Fiasco

Let’s get wasted
It’s all we ever do,
We’re so stupid
But that’s ok the drunks are your friends
We’ll just sit here
Wasting our time
Thinking out loud
There’s nobody listening

Well I’m ever so cold
Is all I get told, I’m ever so cold
You’re ever so shy
You keep it on side
It’s more than just lies
You’re ever so cool
And I’ll be a fool if you let me
I’m ever so shy,
You’re ever so shy,
We’re ever so shy

And oh we are
Counting up the reasons to be shy, she is
Counting out the reasons to try
I know, I know we’re getting there
I know we’re coming now well let’s pretend
Waiting around in the back bored and i think
5 minutes more of this well this is wearing thin
I know I know we’re getting there
I know well come on now yeah let’s pretend

Well I’m ever so cold
Is all I get told, I’m ever so cold
You’re ever so shy
You keep it aside it’s more than just lies
You’re ever so cool
And I’ll be a fool if you let me
I’m ever so shy, you’re ever so shy, we’re ever so shy

Stop!

You must be kidding..
You must be having me on

And it’s easy yeah yeah
And there’s no reason to be shy
Go ahead and let her lie
I can not figure it out
I can not figure it out

Whilst you know the ones they’re coming for and
Whilst you know the ones they’re calling for you

Why you know the ones they’re coming for and
Why you know the ones they’re calling for you
They’re calling for you..

Well I’m ever so cold
Is all I get told,
I’m ever so cold
You’re ever so shy
You keep it on side it’s more than just lies
You’re ever so cool
And I’ll be a fool if you let me
I’m ever so shy,
You’re ever so shy,
We’re ever so shy

Next week maybe something I’m not entirely brand new to so perhaps I can give you information about the band or the song or something like that. Either that or I will post the other song I was going to use today instead. Wait and see. Until then, GO BUY THIS ALBUM!!

Also, yes I know they are 12 years old (well, almost), I don’t care because I think they are good. Great, actually.

xo
A

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Happy Tunesday!

This week I have chosen a song that is brand new to me.  I heard it the first time on Sunday afternoon on, you guessed it, XFM radio.  I’m obsessed.  Actually, I only listen to the radio once or twice a week; they just have a varied and awesome playlist.

The Song: Northern Skies

The Band: I Am Kloot

I was in the kitchen on Sunday baking when this song came on.  Since I had the computer in the kitchen with me I was able to Google it immediately before the song even ended.  That’s how much I loved it. Oh, the lyrics. Oh, the melody.  I love it.

 I have heard of the band before but I don’t like their name and that totally put me off. Shallow, right? But that’s how I roll.  “Northern Skies” is the first song on their newest album, Sky at Night which was only released on the 5th of July.  The album is produced by two members of another band I love, Elbow.  I would like to tell you that the album is awesome, but having only bought it off iTunes yesterday I am afraid I have not had time to listen to it enough to form an educated opinion, mostly because I have listened to “Northern Skies” over and over again all day. 

The album is available to stream from The Guardian website, HERE.  At least it was when I posted this.

There is an exclusive video of I Am Kloot performing “Northern Skies” on that site, too.

Northern Skies by I Am Kloot

Above there are no stars tonight
Just northern skies, reflected light upon your face
People think stars rule our lives,
Some people they think otherwise;
They can be replaced.

Where did you go on that big, black night?
Did you take the coast road back through your life?
See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
And say, well, they’ll do all right for me?

We shroud our lives in mysteries,
Shooting stars and storming seas, if we have any sense.
Storm clouds roll, they’re free to break
And we’re free to make the same mistakes again and again.

Where shall we go on that big, black night?
Shall we take the coast road back through our lives?
See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
And say, well, they’ll do all right without me?

Above there are no stars tonight,
Just northern skies, reflected light and fields of snow.
Some people think stars rule our lives,
Some people they think otherwise;

What does anybody know?
Where shall I go on that big, black night?
Shall I take the coast road back through my life?
See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
And say, well, they’ll do all right for me?

Where shall I go on that big, black night?
Shall I take the coast road back through my life?
See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
And say, well, they’ll do all right for me?

See the stars and constellations,
Sit beneath their congregation.

The lyrics are my own estimation and I apologize if I’ve gotten them wrong.

Listen to the song, watch the video – you won’t be disappointed. As for the album, well, I’ll have to let you know. I’m assuming it is going to be great.

[UPDATE] I’ve had a chance to listen to the album now and I can confirm that it is, indeed, awesome. I can’t say with any certainty that I like any of the other tracks  better than this one (because of how much I love Northern Skies), but they are all pretty great. So, the moral of the story is that you should buy the album. Now. 🙂

xo
A

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t in the park

This weekend is T in the Park weekend. For those of you who don’t know what that means, T in the Park is a three-day music festival held in Kinross, Scotland. Mostly it is for Rock and Indie musicians, which means it is smack dab in the middle of my street.

As in ,that’s right up my street, etc.

Anyway, tickets prices are always crazy high and tickets for the following year go on sale the weekend after the current event and they always, always sell out. People queue overnight to be first at the shops when they open to buy tickets. So getting them is difficult.

Kristina & Me on the Sunday morning

After you buy your tickets you are faced with a year’s wait to see what the weather is going to be like. Which, I think, is the hardest part. Because if it is going to be sunny and wonderful (I’d say a 10% chance, because it is Scotland after all), then you are going to have a fantastic, wonderful, amazing time. As long as you can avoid sunstroke. If it is going to rain then you are quite possibly not going to enjoy yourself much. Unless you do what the majority of T in the Park attendees do, get drunk and/or high off your face. Then, it really doesn’t matter if it is pouring down rain, and it also doesn’t matter that the port-a-potties are the most disgusting places on the surface of the Earth.

My friend Kristina and I went to T in the Park in 2006 and we had the good fortune of having lovely weather, most of the time. I won’t say there weren’t moments of rain when we considered holing up in our tent to avoid being trampled to death as the entire site quickly turned into a giant slip-n-slide, but overall it was an amazing weekend.

Some mud.

Because of the revolting state of most of the port-a-potties we spent the weekend drinking as little water as possible and then holding it all in. In the mornings we took the little bus into town and went to a local church who put on an edible breakfast with all you could drink orange juice (from concentrate) for something crazy like £3 or something. They also had clean bathrooms. With running water. So we took care of all our business at the church and that is how we survived.

I can honestly say I think we were the only two people there that were completely sober for the entire time, as well. Refreshing? Yes. Terrifying? You have no idea. One of the most memorable moments was when I was awakened at three in the morning on Sunday because an extremely drunken guy was peeing on the outside of our tent right next to my head. And singing. Loudly.

People!

But I digress. The point is that T in the Park is on this weekend and, despite the fact that it hasn’t stopped raining all day, I really wish I were there. Every year I think I’ll buy tickets when they go on sale because I know darn well when the festival rolls around 12 months later that I am going to be dying to go. I never buy tickets. I think it’s equal parts my feeling too old to attend and also the fact that they cost £200. Plus you have to spend the weekend in a tent surrounded by thousands of people you do not know. The joys.

When we went we saw the following artists. I can’t be bothered to link them all, so if you want to know who they are, use Google.

The Guillemots
Corrine Bailey Rae
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!
Ben Harper
Sigur Ros
The Cribs
The Feeling
The Kooks
Maximo Park
Placebo
Editors

Tom Editor

The Spinto Band
My Latest Novel
Jose Gonzales
Kasabian
Milburn
The Fratellis
Morning Runner
Dirty Pretty Things
Richard Ashcroft
Paolo Nutini
The Magic Numbers
Hard-Fi
Arctic Monkeys
The Who

I know, right? In case you didn’t count, that’s 25 bands.  Well worth the £200!!

My favourite artist of the weekend was Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!, although Sigur Ros gives them a run for their money. It was also amazing to see The Who close the show on the Sunday night, complete with fireworks going off in the background. My favourite single moment? Watching Paolo Nutini sing Caledonia mid-afternoon on the Saturday. There is something about a crowd of a few thousand Scottish people swaying with national pride, some of them even wearing kilts.

Will I go again? Oh, yes, I will. Maybe next year?  I hope so.

This year, though, I am at home and I am dry, but I am really sorry I am not at T in the Park.

Who am I going to regret seeing the most?  MUSE, Vampire Weekend, Biffy Clyro, Eminem and The Stereophonics.  Plus about 10 others.

To everyone at T in the Park, I am sorry it has rained all day but I hope you are all enjoying yourselves.

Me? I’m trying not to think about it! Here’s to next year!

xo

A

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