May the myth witness that Cocteau Twins brought ‘the eternal harvest’ time to the poor Persephone. She is just one of us now. ‘Underworld’ has its gates fallen down. Whatever the trio claims, Persephone is no longer trapped and hungry.
Sincerely independent.
Californian Free the Robots has covered good old Baris Manco’s ‘Lambaya Puf De’. Entitled ‘Turkish Voodoo’ is the no:12 track in his debut ‘Ctrl Alt Delete’. One could wish to see a few more changes in the mix but it is really almost the same as the original version. Keeping it simple and pure away from popularizing through oriental trash belly dancing stuff that we mention something ‘Turkish’. Which is rather good actually. Enjoy!
It’s all so routine. Fucking routine. Infected minds of ours. Shit at work, bills, ethics, worries, excuses, blind excuses, devils… What tomorrow brings?! You say. Love and death. Nothing beyond that. Keep your head up, comrade! We’re in the same ship. Before you know, the good old routine brings you the ‘death’. You think. Love is all around. For some temporary crisis, it is. Before you realize, love or death or both knocks on your door. Can’t help but open. That big moment of regret. You know. It’s too late! It’s too bad. You’re just so sick of wasting your time. Love and death are always on your mind.
Life goes on the same. Bury the pain. And hold on to love.
I love my hometown the way ‘ballboy’ love Scotland.
I proudly declare my latest crush, ladies and gentlemen… Wild Nothing!
Amazing band. Fantastic stuff. They got the gaze and they got the twee… They got almost everything you need. Gemini is a perfect record all around. Get it. Listen to it. Love it. Or hate it. But then who hates Wild Nothing?! Seriously?
That band who has stolen my heart with the tune ‘Iron Mask’ once upon a time are about to release an eagerly anticipated debut now. The Domino State is what I am talking about and ‘Uneasy Lies the Crown’ is that awaited album released through Exhibition Records on 16th August.
Here is a little bite for starters. Check out ‘We Must Not Shut Ourselves Away’ ; new single and the black and white fancy video. Enjoy the gaze, post-punk beats and glorious vocals of Matt Forder along the way.
In case you want more TDS in your life check out their blog. It’s a good read!
thedominostate.blogspot.com/
You’ve gotta be silent in order not to wake the devils up. Invisible insects and you and your empty cups. Tonight is fenouil-proof! Like the ones before. You’ve always liked that linden smell anyway. Maybe because once upon a time in the past; ‘your skin smells linden’ you were told. Now that feels warm. No? Time is kicking seeming a bit shy below the darkness. You wish you had some linden and Elliott Smith.
That feeling you have in your vessels. They are getting so vast that you can have the Mediterranean Sea settled in them. Peace. Happiness. Due to the mood; depression. But happiness mostly. Mood surfing upon drinks surfing. Cheating on all of them using an alternative one. Like the life itself. Cheating on all your tastes and favorites when the ‘random’ time comes. Being that moderate, understanding, unconcerned human being you have never achieved to become. Sepia looking head lights shining on your night. Encouraging to show off. You are that one person walking alone. Scared. Or just worried a bit. With the vessels getting enlarged. C’est la vie. And this is good.
Alcohol, my permanent accessory…
Time flees. It’s been 30 years today. More decades will come and go. The inspiration shall remain. R.I.P. Ian Curtis!
MOG