<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:05:56.249-05:00</updated><category term='dark'/><category term='harp'/><category term='avant-garde'/><category term='falsetto'/><category term='epitome of L.A. rock'/><category term='neil young'/><category term='chamber'/><category term='new classical'/><category term='art'/><category term='distortion'/><category term='electronica'/><category term='headphones'/><category term='trio'/><category term='basically the beach boys without the same talent'/><category term='sacred music'/><category term='ovary fest'/><category term='art-rock'/><category term='bar 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term='dreamy'/><category term='multiple lead singers'/><category term='ukulele'/><category term='instrumental'/><title type='text'>Cosmonaut Farm</title><subtitle type='html'>To those who have freely received, freely give.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-9163898107589543312</id><published>2011-07-21T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:06:51.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spooky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Laurie Anderson- Homeland (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv1wd0oXLP4/TigznWXpdQI/AAAAAAAABbk/gvHdVdAigPU/s1600/homeland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv1wd0oXLP4/TigznWXpdQI/AAAAAAAABbk/gvHdVdAigPU/s200/homeland.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?o81psbwqdxsozvd"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?o81psbwqdxsozvd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an artist and a violinist, I am unabashedly infatuated with&lt;b&gt; Laurie Anderson&lt;/b&gt;. And if you are reading this, I don't need to talk about how awesome she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Homeland"&lt;/b&gt; is interesting in that it is a document of a performance that she performed on tour for awhile. I love that idea--the "tour" first with the album later. And Homeland is also interesting because it's just weirdly dark, but also really accessible. It's clearly about the entire 9/11 paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEYioQ9WeO0/Tig0r-kd_hI/AAAAAAAABbs/5P5jVXk2F6I/s1600/laurie_anderson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HEYioQ9WeO0/Tig0r-kd_hI/AAAAAAAABbs/5P5jVXk2F6I/s400/laurie_anderson.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musically, it has songs that could allllmost end up on the radio, though most of it is pretty atmospheric. At times it feels like an "Americana" soundtrack, with lots of lonesome fiddles playing together and against each other. And the awesome voicebox is back, which makes at least one song in particular feel wonderfully creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In America, we like solutions. We like solutions to problems. Companies with experts ready to solve these problems. Only an expert can solve these problems."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kLsoglYWvv4/Tig0mOr82LI/AAAAAAAABbo/lXZt9ptaTgc/s1600/01_portraits_laurie_anderson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you comprehend that she's married to Lou Reed? That still seems so strange to me.&amp;nbsp;Also kind of funny that Art21 just featured her. Hey Laurie, thanks for being an amazing artist for 30 years. It's cool if we throw you a bone now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-9163898107589543312?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/9163898107589543312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=9163898107589543312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/9163898107589543312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/9163898107589543312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/07/laurie-anderson-homeland-2010.html' title='Laurie Anderson- Homeland (2010)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv1wd0oXLP4/TigznWXpdQI/AAAAAAAABbk/gvHdVdAigPU/s72-c/homeland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8154595174126786133</id><published>2011-07-13T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:51:54.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reggae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Leif Fairfield- The Infamous Sun Drips Extended Play Disc Written by The Sleeping Sea (2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4KwcYIKD1HY/Th3VfoiwCJI/AAAAAAAABM8/ZBoMhnzPAlQ/s1600/outisde_sun_drips+front.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4KwcYIKD1HY/Th3VfoiwCJI/AAAAAAAABM8/ZBoMhnzPAlQ/s200/outisde_sun_drips+front.png" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?bj1716o1mh71jow"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?bj1716o1mh71jow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cincinnati-based &lt;b&gt;Leif Fairfield&lt;/b&gt; plays as a member of the band The Sleeping Sea. When he joined, he was given an EP of songs that were to be recorded "in the future," but being impatient, he created his own versions of these songs before the whole band could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sun Drips EP &lt;/b&gt;sounds like a cross between his solo recordings and his alias &lt;b&gt;I Do&lt;/b&gt;. The disc features the usual violin and layers of voice, but with plenty of internet found sound, dub music leanings, and video game references. In true Fairfield fashion, it goes from ridiculous to pretty in a matter of minutes, and his covers range from respectful to complete re-interpretations (including his "cover" of "Rain Drips" that posits David Bowie-like vocals over the opening theme for the Nintendo game The Adventure of Link). It flows together as a single disc, and songs have multiple versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlZDMtMR0TM/Th3XPCrWXuI/AAAAAAAABNA/6ixa6Ug26vo/s1600/band+photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlZDMtMR0TM/Th3XPCrWXuI/AAAAAAAABNA/6ixa6Ug26vo/s200/band+photo.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the band photo!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Also a graphic designer, he created the album artwork. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8154595174126786133?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8154595174126786133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8154595174126786133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8154595174126786133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8154595174126786133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/07/leif-fairfield-infamous-sun-drips.html' title='Leif Fairfield- The Infamous Sun Drips Extended Play Disc Written by The Sleeping Sea (2011)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4KwcYIKD1HY/Th3VfoiwCJI/AAAAAAAABM8/ZBoMhnzPAlQ/s72-c/outisde_sun_drips+front.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7304529833483348534</id><published>2011-06-27T15:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:01:15.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good listen as you&apos;re coming down from doing a massive hit of coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant-garde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar jam mania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiddle'/><title type='text'>The Moray Eels Eat the Holy Modal Rounders (1968)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbhz_9hqyJ8/TgjbgeUne8I/AAAAAAAABLQ/5si3Z0-Eg8I/s200/morayeels.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?koe1rj053pabwi8"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?koe1rj053pabwi8 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;From the linear notes:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was an article in the LA hippie paper about a confrontation between two local guru types in MacArthur Park. Their followers--by this time, there were tens of thousands of young and not-so-young people following hundreds of self-styled gurs &lt;i&gt;du jou&lt;/i&gt;r, from Mei Lyman to Charles Manson--were looking for a peace and love-style version of the old west shoutout on Main Street. Both would-be avatars were about thirty. One was swaddled head to toe in robes, diffraction gradings, body paint, beads and peacock feathers. The other one was completely naked, except for an incense-on-a-stick-thingie that he had stuck up his asshole and lit. It had gone out. &lt;br /&gt;The two avatars faced each other, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're beautiful, man,' said one.&lt;br /&gt;'No, man,' said the other. 'You're beautiful.'&lt;br /&gt;'No, I'm not,' came the reply. 'You're beautiful.'&lt;br /&gt;'No, brother. You're the one who's beautiful.'&lt;br /&gt;'I think I'm going to throw up,' said one of the cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doomed as doomed can be."&lt;br /&gt;-Peter Stampfel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7304529833483348534?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7304529833483348534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7304529833483348534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7304529833483348534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7304529833483348534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/moray-eels-eat-holy-modal-rounders-1968.html' title='The Moray Eels Eat the Holy Modal Rounders (1968)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbhz_9hqyJ8/TgjbgeUne8I/AAAAAAAABLQ/5si3Z0-Eg8I/s72-c/morayeels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1471735640785129581</id><published>2011-06-27T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:57:42.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>Nina Simone- Wild is the Wind (1963)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmkxqbxGFKI/TgjfZjJ_pqI/AAAAAAAABLY/QMfZcpPsfUA/s200/nina.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ow7qbz9fqwrppu6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ow7qbz9fqwrppu6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nina Simone&lt;/b&gt;: a marketing nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz/Soul/Blues/Broadway singer, both vulnerable and abrasive. Outspoken against discriminatory practices and against African-Americans who seemed to fall into stereotypes. Outspoken agains the white audiences that supported her career. A classically-trained pianist who could improvise with the best jazz trios and pound a piano like she was trying to kill it. Contradictory, brash, and powerful. Beautiful and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in love with Jeff Buckley before i ever heard Nina Simon's earlier version of &lt;b&gt;Lilac Wine&lt;/b&gt; (neither of them wrote it). I far prefer her version. It's one thing for a person with a lilting, beautiful voice to make a lilting, beautiful song. But Simone--whose voice was deep, resonant, and brassy--sang this song with such vulnerability and tenderness that I don't think Buckley's version can touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also recommended: Nina Simone Sings the Blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1471735640785129581?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1471735640785129581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1471735640785129581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1471735640785129581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1471735640785129581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/nina-simone-wild-is-wind-1963.html' title='Nina Simone- Wild is the Wind (1963)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VmkxqbxGFKI/TgjfZjJ_pqI/AAAAAAAABLY/QMfZcpPsfUA/s72-c/nina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-327713846249931723</id><published>2011-06-27T15:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:20:47.899-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minimal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faraway'/><title type='text'>Yamaguchi Goro- A Bell Ringing in the Empty Sky (1967)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMAbJ6IGW-c/TgjV--5nxiI/AAAAAAAABLI/in4pDhEFwwo/s1600/bell-ringing-in-the-empty-sky.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMAbJ6IGW-c/TgjV--5nxiI/AAAAAAAABLI/in4pDhEFwwo/s320/bell-ringing-in-the-empty-sky.jpeg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Original cover. Fussy, but still stunning.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?9wdvz4j30ng6zit"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?9wdvz4j30ng6zit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 1960s, when people would release records just because they were interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan's designated Living National Treasure, Yamaguchi Goro, played the shakuhachi (bamboo flute) on a series of lps throughout his life, though this one was picked up by the massively exotic Nonesuch Records Explorer Series in the 1960s. It's one of the few LPs to have been rereleased on cd in the early 2000s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever wondered what a solo bamboo flute sounds like, you don't have to imagine too much. It sounds empty, plaintive, sad, lonesome, faraway, and fragile. And lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u3oQy2j5CY/TgjXz_KgK4I/AAAAAAAABLM/lWhyb5j9ptk/s1600/bell+ringing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u3oQy2j5CY/TgjXz_KgK4I/AAAAAAAABLM/lWhyb5j9ptk/s320/bell+ringing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New artwork. Actually matches the music better.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a perfect album to play while you're doing something seemingly unrelated. For instance, i love to listen to it while gardening. It makes picking tomatoes seem so fleeting and sad. Totally recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-327713846249931723?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/327713846249931723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=327713846249931723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/327713846249931723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/327713846249931723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/yamaguchi-goro-bell-ringing-in-empty.html' title='Yamaguchi Goro- A Bell Ringing in the Empty Sky (1967)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VMAbJ6IGW-c/TgjV--5nxiI/AAAAAAAABLI/in4pDhEFwwo/s72-c/bell-ringing-in-the-empty-sky.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5379704243508065435</id><published>2011-06-27T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:26:30.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a capella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy day record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber'/><title type='text'>Abbess Hildegard von Bingen- A Feather on the Breath of God (1993)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTlilXV-5Bg/Tgi5DhAjQYI/AAAAAAAABK8/pK8xyq5ml48/s1600/bingen_feather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTlilXV-5Bg/Tgi5DhAjQYI/AAAAAAAABK8/pK8xyq5ml48/s1600/bingen_feather.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?s1e9eno35w5a51m"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?s1e9eno35w5a51m&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce you to another CD that i purchased based on visual interest: &lt;b&gt;Abbess Hildegard of Bingen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hildegard von Bingen was a self-taught Christian mystic who created music, poems, visual art (iconography), and religious texts during the 12th century. Her music is amazing--serene, surreal, haunting, evocative, and blissful. The title of this collection, &lt;b&gt;A Feather on the Breath of God&lt;/b&gt;, is meant to convey the role of mankind in the earth-- floating at the whim of the supernatural. It's also a perfect description of this music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her artwork/iconography is also unbelievable. I hate to add to the piles of internet knowledge, so i'll refrain and just say how incredible the music is. I think of cds like this when i think of Michael Stipe's quote that "Music is proof that god exists."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just download it and listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2kKZhnGYuI/Tgi6FCjerqI/AAAAAAAABLA/nn4scoEguBQ/s1600/Hildegard+of+Bingen-892577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2kKZhnGYuI/Tgi6FCjerqI/AAAAAAAABLA/nn4scoEguBQ/s1600/Hildegard+of+Bingen-892577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of Bingen's sensational--and academically neglected-- visual artwork.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nIwUpqtA6Q/Tgi6cMaZaMI/AAAAAAAABLE/uDBWd58zk4k/s1600/hildegard-praise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2nIwUpqtA6Q/Tgi6cMaZaMI/AAAAAAAABLE/uDBWd58zk4k/s1600/hildegard-praise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful self-commissioned holy icon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5379704243508065435?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5379704243508065435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5379704243508065435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5379704243508065435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5379704243508065435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/abbess-hildegard-von-bingen-feather-on.html' title='Abbess Hildegard von Bingen- A Feather on the Breath of God (1993)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTlilXV-5Bg/Tgi5DhAjQYI/AAAAAAAABK8/pK8xyq5ml48/s72-c/bingen_feather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2553229380176547377</id><published>2011-06-27T12:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:59:19.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compilation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber'/><title type='text'>R. Crumb- Hot Women: Women Singers from the Torrid Regions of the World (2003)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--VwyXDXRm-c/TgizjHZDRZI/AAAAAAAABK0/a0Xv9N3xbUU/s1600/hot+women1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--VwyXDXRm-c/TgizjHZDRZI/AAAAAAAABK0/a0Xv9N3xbUU/s320/hot+women1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?b54hzi52x8dshtr"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?b54hzi52x8dshtr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nj3r6d9neneeq49"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?nj3r6d9neneeq49&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There have been a few times that I have purchased an album based on the sheer promise of the artwork and song names on the back cover. &lt;b&gt;HOT WOMEN&lt;/b&gt; was a very memorable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was compiled by illustrator&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;R. Crumb&lt;/b&gt; (and his under-credited wife Aline Kominsky-Crumb&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;) from an impressive group of 78s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;The music is all "traditional," as iTunes calls it. Women, sometimes with their children, all singing around the mic, hisses and all. After being bombarded by Rebecca Blacks and Lady Gagas, i love to hear the flawed crackle of outdated recording technology and the additional talent that performers had in order to adapte to the medium. As a result, the album is beautiful and diverse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlhFV3l5Hq4/Tgi1a1cXcCI/AAAAAAAABK4/lIdGbzkgGCw/s1600/hot+women3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlhFV3l5Hq4/Tgi1a1cXcCI/AAAAAAAABK4/lIdGbzkgGCw/s320/hot+women3.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;The main reason to purchase the cd is to hold the fantastic artwork in your hand. But the music is good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complaint: A few of the titles are listed as "Title in Hindustanese" or something similarly lazy. If you're going to put out a compilation, why not bother to ask someone who reads a language to translate it for you?? &lt;br /&gt;Big pet peeve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Crumb probably thinks it's part of the charm, but i call it lazy at best (and culturally arrogant at worst). Your call.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2553229380176547377?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2553229380176547377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2553229380176547377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2553229380176547377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2553229380176547377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/r-crumb-hot-women-women-singers-from.html' title='R. Crumb- Hot Women: Women Singers from the Torrid Regions of the World (2003)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--VwyXDXRm-c/TgizjHZDRZI/AAAAAAAABK0/a0Xv9N3xbUU/s72-c/hot+women1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8656174550935314741</id><published>2011-06-23T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:40:46.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamy'/><title type='text'>Alice Coltrane- A Monastic Trio (1968)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_kXKZVA-Ql4/TgOVXLzGT-I/AAAAAAAABKw/vKolM5847FM/s200/Alice+Coltrane+-+A+Monastic+Trio.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ywr1c5gv4r4236r"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ywr1c5gv4r4236r&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about Jazz. Nothing. Really, honestly, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough to write about jazz, inquire about jazz, and sometimes listen to jazz. It's just hard to do. I understand it to be a vast universe that exists inside a little box. Most people--like myself--don't really venture to open that box, instead happy to stay inside their little land of pop/experimental/choral/opera or whatever music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out about Alice Coltraine through MC Schmidt and Drew Daniels from Matmos, who played one of her cassettes for me on the way to Salvadorean food. I didn't look her up for many years, but recognized it off the bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to say--she leads a jazz group both on piano and harp. She plays with precision, as Nina Simone can, but ventures off into strange and beautiful territory. She became very interested in meditation, and her latter albums (i am told) veer off into this territory even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8656174550935314741?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8656174550935314741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8656174550935314741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8656174550935314741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8656174550935314741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/alice-coltrane-monastic-trio-1968.html' title='Alice Coltrane- A Monastic Trio (1968)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_kXKZVA-Ql4/TgOVXLzGT-I/AAAAAAAABKw/vKolM5847FM/s72-c/Alice+Coltrane+-+A+Monastic+Trio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1052198285013664683</id><published>2011-06-23T15:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:51:58.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good listen as you&apos;re coming down from doing a massive hit of coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy day record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cello'/><title type='text'>Slowdive- Pygmalion (1995) and Pygmalon Demos (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GxKRD9LJB5c/TgORNFyzHxI/AAAAAAAABKs/FnIZu16j5nw/s1600/Pygmalion_album.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GxKRD9LJB5c/TgORNFyzHxI/AAAAAAAABKs/FnIZu16j5nw/s200/Pygmalion_album.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gzyknf2nmjy"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?gzyknf2nmjy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i listened to a lot of embarrassingly bad music in high school (inevitable, but especially so growing up in an isolated small town), i managed to make friends with a gal in--ironically--east Ohio who turned me on to brit pop, shoegazer, and noise rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite high school bands, believe it or not, was &lt;b&gt;Slowdive&lt;/b&gt;. I heard their UK-only final release &lt;b&gt;Pygmaleon&lt;/b&gt; early on in college. I paid $18 for it on a whim &amp;nbsp;and it was one of the best musical finds of the year. Their signature album "Souvlaki" is pretty cool and it has that seminal shoegazer sound--dreamy, reverby, epic, melancholic. But Pygmaleon was different--sparse, uncomfortable, disjointed, and eerily pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of album that happens as a band breaks up. Some members want to go in a new direction, the others don't like it, so you get an incomplete band making a record in pieces without the same commercial enthusiasm or backing of the label. Sometimes great things happen in that space (see Big Star: 3rd).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fifteen years later, and it still stands out as an interesting listen. Might i also add that i would take this CD over any Mojave 3 record.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself especially smitten, or a bigger-than-average Slowdive fan, listen to the &lt;b&gt;Pygmalion Demos:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?um1ms1lcuri"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?um1ms1lcuri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1052198285013664683?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1052198285013664683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1052198285013664683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1052198285013664683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1052198285013664683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/slowdive-pygmalion-1995.html' title='Slowdive- Pygmalion (1995) and Pygmalon Demos (1994)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GxKRD9LJB5c/TgORNFyzHxI/AAAAAAAABKs/FnIZu16j5nw/s72-c/Pygmalion_album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6757257074311044188</id><published>2011-06-23T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T14:32:08.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy day record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Aaron Martin- Worried About the Fire (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IrZRs0BHQ7E/TgOF58w1dWI/AAAAAAAABKo/0H7MI9qTTfE/s1600/aaronmartin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IrZRs0BHQ7E/TgOF58w1dWI/AAAAAAAABKo/0H7MI9qTTfE/s320/aaronmartin.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lwqyrhy8nzt3bbr"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?lwqyrhy8nzt3bbr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Martin made one of those records that i wish i had made. It's moody, airy, deep, creepy, breathy, and beautiful. Very sparse instrumentation that somehow feels both ethereal and Appalachian. Think of bowed saws, looped violins, nebulous electronics, and sparseness. Or, imagine "Brian Eno: Music for Tall Forests in The Snow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those amazing albums that can be listened to actively or passively, as background music or meditation music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended. I need to check out more of his stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6757257074311044188?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6757257074311044188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6757257074311044188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6757257074311044188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6757257074311044188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/aaron-martin-worried-about-fire-2010.html' title='Aaron Martin- Worried About the Fire (2010)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IrZRs0BHQ7E/TgOF58w1dWI/AAAAAAAABKo/0H7MI9qTTfE/s72-c/aaronmartin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-4260216714058188343</id><published>2011-06-22T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:24:32.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthesizer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboards'/><title type='text'>Kawai Kenji- Ghost in the Shell OST (1995)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tgi4hXqaPFE/TgJBSrIkVeI/AAAAAAAABKk/Df656p4jQl4/s1600/ghost.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tgi4hXqaPFE/TgJBSrIkVeI/AAAAAAAABKk/Df656p4jQl4/s200/ghost.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tc5sbmauak88o1t"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?tc5sbmauak88o1t&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundtracks are tricky because they often don't stand on their own, without the images and dialog that they are supposed to support. I'm a bit dubious of soundtracks that play like entire albums-- they should be more evocative, leaving you wanting for a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently re-watched this film and was struck by the music. It feels like the soundtrack to Blade Runner--both minimal and completely essential to the film's noir feeling, tinged with philosophy, sadness, indifference, anxiety, and wonder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soundtrack is always somehow "empty" even in the fullest numbers (the title credits, which repeats periodically). The idea is to convey the ghost, or the spirit, that is somehow present in the materials that it shouldn't be--namely technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's made me want to view the rest of this series. Plus, it's a killer soundtrack to a bike ride home. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incredible live performance of the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBvwhnmUxDA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;opening credit song ("Reincarnation"):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wipKZbkRu8U/TgI_k1kMpVI/AAAAAAAABKg/NaiLVZE3A1k/s1600/kenji_kawai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wipKZbkRu8U/TgI_k1kMpVI/AAAAAAAABKg/NaiLVZE3A1k/s320/kenji_kawai.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kawai Kenji in the studio, in a knit sweater and mullet. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this makes him more awesome or just cringe-y.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-4260216714058188343?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4260216714058188343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=4260216714058188343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4260216714058188343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4260216714058188343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/kawai-kenji-ghost-in-shell-ost-1995.html' title='Kawai Kenji- Ghost in the Shell OST (1995)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tgi4hXqaPFE/TgJBSrIkVeI/AAAAAAAABKk/Df656p4jQl4/s72-c/ghost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2875258400744038728</id><published>2011-06-22T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:10:58.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthesizer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold and snowy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minimal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboards'/><title type='text'>jj- No.3 (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyq2Hu4oTt4/TgI8-35DtCI/AAAAAAAABKc/Ro2o96Neltg/s200/jj+no3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?1qqbr1dtjghb48n"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?1qqbr1dtjghb48n&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;jj are a Swedish pop group, and if you can mentally squish together your notions of the singer &lt;b&gt;Lykki Li&lt;/b&gt; with the stellar vampire movie &lt;b&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/b&gt;, you could come up with something like jj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, right? What the f*** kind of band name is jj, in lowercase letters? Grr. Those swedes (writes the guy named after a viking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.3 is their third (!!!) album that sounds shimmery and perfect. It's cheeky and cheesy and classy and catchy. Sometimes high schoolers can really nail that "heartbreak" thing right on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're up for something poppy and youthful, but somehow tasteful, give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2875258400744038728?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2875258400744038728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2875258400744038728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2875258400744038728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2875258400744038728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/jj-no3-2010.html' title='jj- No.3 (2010)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eyq2Hu4oTt4/TgI8-35DtCI/AAAAAAAABKc/Ro2o96Neltg/s72-c/jj+no3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8553477757730283516</id><published>2011-06-22T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:40:29.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiple lead singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canadian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids singing rock songs in a gymnasium'/><title type='text'>Langley Schools Music Project- Innocence and Despair (1976, 2001)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGZgYah5ZmA/TgI1H8dJqiI/AAAAAAAABKU/cCz2IuELec4/s1600/langley.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGZgYah5ZmA/TgI1H8dJqiI/AAAAAAAABKU/cCz2IuELec4/s200/langley.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3qecz24bk6p63ya"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?3qecz24bk6p63ya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a gymnasium full of elementary school kids singing and playing songs by The Eagles, Beach Boys, David Bowie, the Carpenters, Paul McCartney, Neil Diamond, etc in the 1970s. It'd be off-key and peppy. But you might not guess at the level of pathos that they'd also strike, by singing words and melodies written by adults who think they have experienced heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what this album is: an inexperienced music teacher who taught his elementary school classes a bunch of contemporary pop songs and recorded them in a giant gymnasium. There has been much mythologizing around this double-LP-turned-cd compilation, but I can honestly say that there's a good reason for it. &lt;b&gt;The Langley Schools Music Project&lt;/b&gt; still hovers in my top five albums of all time. One of the saltiest men i have ever known told me that when he listened to this version of "Desparado," it was so devastating that all he could do was lay on the floor. That's how the album is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGZgYah5ZmA/TgI1H8dJqiI/AAAAAAAABKU/cCz2IuELec4/s1600/langley.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHE7cbo73Is/TgI1CYiiY5I/AAAAAAAABKQ/3hq_mz2jWeo/s1600/langleyweb1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHE7cbo73Is/TgI1CYiiY5I/AAAAAAAABKQ/3hq_mz2jWeo/s1600/langleyweb1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best review I have read of this record comes from Frieze Magazine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frieze.com/issue/article/the_kids_are_alright/"&gt;http://www.frieze.com/issue/article/the_kids_are_alright/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8553477757730283516?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8553477757730283516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8553477757730283516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8553477757730283516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8553477757730283516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/langley-schools-music-project-innocence.html' title='Langley Schools Music Project- Innocence and Despair (1976, 2001)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGZgYah5ZmA/TgI1H8dJqiI/AAAAAAAABKU/cCz2IuELec4/s72-c/langley.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-4630159990018335733</id><published>2011-06-22T13:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:30:45.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthems galore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiple lead singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canadian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><title type='text'>New Pornographers- Together (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80oPg3i9_FI/TgIp1k1-ZlI/AAAAAAAABKI/HbcFp56Ku2w/s200/together.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?m9a8x1uz1cif5av"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?m9a8x1uz1cif5av&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be annoying to be part of a "supergroup" that was a bunch of bands that most people didn't know of? And to always have to explain to people why your band was so super and who you were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... in a nutshell: New Pornographers make very, very good power pop/rock music with rock instruments. Nothing fancy. But they consist of (now) seven incredible musicians, including 2 songwriters/ guitarists, bass, drums, and four lead vocalists. That might sound overwhelming to have four singers, but they make you wish that every band did the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This disc won't surprise you or make you cry at midnight with a belly full of gin. What it makes you want to do is dance or drive really fast along Columbia Parkway with the windows down. Great, great, great summer record. Also, one of the coolest videos I have ever seen that is both badass and ridiculous. I'm not kidding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxMCaU83QKs"&gt;Please watch this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All New Pornographers records are good, but this their latest and my favorite. I'm also posting it because my three year-old son has rediscovered it and wants to hear it every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/bxMCaU83QKs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxMCaU83QKs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxMCaU83QKs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-4630159990018335733?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4630159990018335733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=4630159990018335733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4630159990018335733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4630159990018335733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-pornographers-together-2010.html' title='New Pornographers- Together (2010)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80oPg3i9_FI/TgIp1k1-ZlI/AAAAAAAABKI/HbcFp56Ku2w/s72-c/together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-3249090683265287329</id><published>2011-06-14T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:21:11.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ovary fest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiple lead singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Thao and Mirah (2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2om5NsX_nt4/TfeH2nhUS7I/AAAAAAAABJw/LI8vUBhKpyo/s1600/thao+and+mirah+cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2om5NsX_nt4/TfeH2nhUS7I/AAAAAAAABJw/LI8vUBhKpyo/s200/thao+and+mirah+cover.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?t3beltd62y1onp3"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?t3beltd62y1onp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen overload?&amp;nbsp;or TALENT MADNESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greatly looking forward to &lt;b&gt;Thao &amp;amp; Mirah&lt;/b&gt;, a collaboration of two&amp;nbsp;totally talented, quirky, innovative, experimental, and versatile&amp;nbsp;singer/ songwriters who defy that categorization. Gone are the days--at least I hope so--of the Sarah McLaughlan/Sheryl Crow Lillith Fair aesthetic. &lt;i&gt;*shudder*&lt;/i&gt; Welcome to the new generation of women who make great music. In fact, how about this slogan-- &lt;i&gt;GIRLS DON'T JUST MAKE MUSIC FOR GIRLS ANYMORE.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;TM .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6jVub_SdAs/TfeH465YaqI/AAAAAAAABJ0/B-4rcRDWU5w/s1600/thao+and+mirah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6jVub_SdAs/TfeH465YaqI/AAAAAAAABJ0/B-4rcRDWU5w/s200/thao+and+mirah.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6jVub_SdAs/TfeH465YaqI/AAAAAAAABJ0/B-4rcRDWU5w/s1600/thao+and+mirah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The album is pretty all over the place. Ended up being a bit dancier than I would have expected, which maybe came from their ridiculously wild producer &lt;b&gt;Tuneyards&lt;/b&gt;. I'm not sure yet if it's an instant classic, but I'll say it's one of the coolest records I've heard in the last month or two.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the range of styles, my absolute favorite part is how Thao and Mirah trade off the lead in the middle of the song. I love LOVE LOVE groups that do this. It's not exactly a new trick (See the Beach Boys, circa 1960) but it's so effective when it's employed well. Also love how the songs really defy any easy categorization. Not only is it hard to tell what genre each song is, but it's hard to tell who is writing which song. Not a lot of ego involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one critique: The only Tuneyards-written piece, &lt;i&gt;Eleven&lt;/i&gt;, appears first and it KILLS. The rest of the cd doesn't quite reach that level of sheer adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to this album makes me feel that young indie women are finding a great niche&amp;nbsp;in music--some kind of a dance/indie/quirky/songwriter space that was&amp;nbsp;blazed by weirdo alt-divas like Bjork Sinead O'Connor decades ago. When I was younger, women were always either the singers, the keyboard players, or the bassists. And they were either sexy and quiet or sexy and brash. It's so nice now to see more women stepping forward who are much more complex, diverse, and physically "honest." It makes me so elated to watch someone perform with weird makeup and flowers in their hair, or cowboy boots. Why the hell not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this last generation's work didn't directly allow this new wave of subtle and interesting female artists, whose music i generally prefer to their male counterparts (Andrew Bird, Bon Iver). ?&amp;nbsp;I also wonder if the ladies don't feel a little more freedom to be as bizarre, eccentric, and wild as they want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdzSS-Fq_JY/TfeH7DCdlTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/S_EmbtVGdwY/s1600/tune-yards.17-e1308008043320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DdzSS-Fq_JY/TfeH7DCdlTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/S_EmbtVGdwY/s320/tune-yards.17-e1308008043320.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shut the f*ck up, men! I'm awesome!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-3249090683265287329?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3249090683265287329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=3249090683265287329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3249090683265287329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3249090683265287329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/06/thao-and-mirah-2011.html' title='Thao and Mirah (2011)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2om5NsX_nt4/TfeH2nhUS7I/AAAAAAAABJw/LI8vUBhKpyo/s72-c/thao+and+mirah+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-612919972710711990</id><published>2011-05-24T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T13:16:31.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Laurie Anderson- Big Science (1980)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf0AUy7uRsQ/TdvjHaBeffI/AAAAAAAABJQ/DH1cBh8MICE/s1600/album-big-science.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf0AUy7uRsQ/TdvjHaBeffI/AAAAAAAABJQ/DH1cBh8MICE/s200/album-big-science.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gnb19beaxav3v91"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?gnb19beaxav3v91&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to prefer artists who straddle different genres, ideas, or modes of expression. Sometimes, the result is a very fabulous aesthetic that leaves all parties feeling a little bit awkward. And that is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to describe what &lt;b&gt;Laurie Anderson &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt;, exactly. One of her earliest musical performances was her playing violin on a street corner wearing ice skates embedded in giant blocks of ice. When the ice had completely melted, she stopped playing violin &lt;i&gt;(see an amazing continuation of that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SGRvhseH6I"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might be the only artist/violinist you have ever experienced. You might say her main language is performance, but when she started putting out albums, it demolished that idea. &lt;b&gt;Big Science&lt;/b&gt; is a strange collection that mashes together violin parts, vocoder, pop hooks, spoken word, singing, poetry, sound... they're not really "songs" per se, perhaps not even music, really... but what to call them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Science&lt;/b&gt;--surprisingly--had a massive radio hit, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hd7XnOnSkkA"&gt;"O Superman (For Massanet)."&lt;/a&gt; That has to be the strangest "song" that ever landed in the top 5 (and a surreal-beautiful video). Yet more evidence that the 80s were a far superior decade for music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-612919972710711990?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/612919972710711990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=612919972710711990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/612919972710711990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/612919972710711990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/05/laurie-anderson-big-science-1980.html' title='Laurie Anderson- Big Science (1980)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tf0AUy7uRsQ/TdvjHaBeffI/AAAAAAAABJQ/DH1cBh8MICE/s72-c/album-big-science.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8713193018433621132</id><published>2011-05-04T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:07:16.108-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukulele'/><title type='text'>tune yards: Bird Brains (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTHl5UkNws/TcGG-l5ypRI/AAAAAAAABF4/MNAxrWEWBlg/s1600/birdbrains.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTHl5UkNws/TcGG-l5ypRI/AAAAAAAABF4/MNAxrWEWBlg/s1600/birdbrains.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?z16ee0eeu42mwvn"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?z16ee0eeu42mwvn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have a woman singing really well, playing ukulele, and looping things like nobody's business and recording the entire cd into a one-track digital player... well, what's not to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since signing onto 4AD, she is poised to be the next quirky-female-singer-songwriter-producer, to tour the world with St. Vincent and Dirty Projectors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, in typing all this, i realize how much people rely heavily on myth that surrounds records. You know what? It sounds really bizarre and fresh and the homemade quality really hits the spot after reading about Beyonce and Lady Gaga. I love to hear someone make music that actually sounds like they were making music live. And when people only make music with loops (aka Juana Molina, Imogene Heap, Andrew Bird) i get really excited because of the limitations as well as the possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there! I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8713193018433621132?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8713193018433621132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8713193018433621132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8713193018433621132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8713193018433621132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/05/tune-yards-bird-brains-2009.html' title='tune yards: Bird Brains (2009)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8HTHl5UkNws/TcGG-l5ypRI/AAAAAAAABF4/MNAxrWEWBlg/s72-c/birdbrains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7682926733935124113</id><published>2011-05-04T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T10:04:00.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epitome of L.A. rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falsetto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><title type='text'>The Lassie Foundation- Jet Stream, Three Wheels EP (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4cckuX46RFg/TcFZpng7MOI/AAAAAAAABF0/J8QInIIu2s0/s200/lassie.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?1246e9h2x5r22zp"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?1246e9h2x5r22zp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I had a strange musical childhood, with two parents who listened to those irritating Christian Church worship tapes every week. That was their definition of music, and because of that hideous weekly routine (**shudder**), we kids were expected to listen to "christian music." How can music be a Christian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One of the few things that came out of that ridiculous musical wasteland was a band called The Prayer Chain, who later split into &lt;b&gt;The Lassie Foundation&lt;/b&gt;. TLF was obsessed with The Beach Boys, Yo la Tengo, Built to Spill, Lilys, Medicine, and 60s garage rock like The Kinks and The Who. I couldn't get enough of that combination of sugar-sweet pop falsetto and make-your-ears-bleed loud noise rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alas, the band did not age well. The Schlock Factor hit pretty hard. They were incredibly inconsistent and distracted, and seemed to have an "All or Nothing" approach, rotating band members with each new release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jet Stream, Three Wheels EP&lt;/b&gt; really surprised me because it's fantastic. The first song is negligible, but the two last songs are fantastic. I can't tell if it makes me forgive them of all the pedantic releases or hold it against them more...hmmmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I just noticed this amazing link: on their website, you can download "fancy" &lt;a href="http://www.lassiefoundation.com/news.php"&gt;PowerPoint presentations&lt;/a&gt; to accompany their songs in order to "Impress your teachers, professors, and office colleagues." I have to give them credit for these ludicrous extras.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7682926733935124113?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7682926733935124113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7682926733935124113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7682926733935124113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7682926733935124113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/05/lassie-foundation-jet-stream-three.html' title='The Lassie Foundation- Jet Stream, Three Wheels EP (2010)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4cckuX46RFg/TcFZpng7MOI/AAAAAAAABF0/J8QInIIu2s0/s72-c/lassie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7138660156095561737</id><published>2011-04-21T10:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:08:23.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><title type='text'>L0W- Come on (2O11) / The Internet Police Strike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fjc_TnNb-zg/TbA6BXkxtrI/AAAAAAAABE8/-NBjIKtc12o/s1600/Low-Cmon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fjc_TnNb-zg/TbA6BXkxtrI/AAAAAAAABE8/-NBjIKtc12o/s200/Low-Cmon1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The administrators at Cosmonaut Farm had their first official &lt;b&gt;Cease and Desist&lt;/b&gt; order from Blogger. Apparently, it came straight from a larger record label which used to be known as a small record company (whose name rhymes with Subb P0pp). This record label used to be "indie" but now apparently likes to bully blogs like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Sorry to say that anyone looking for L0w's C'M0n (2011) will have to look elsewhere. Or, just get it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?z3xo3qq4iky3jv0"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?z3xo3qq4iky3jv0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future, i'm afraid that i will have to consider brand new main label cds differently, or just omit them entirely. I'm more inclined to do the latter and let others take the hit. It's not a giant deal, but at the end of the day, i don't want to have to deal with some tight-assed record execs who can't deal with the fact that the internet is basically Napster version 5.0, and that file sharing will only become MORE pervasive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7138660156095561737?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7138660156095561737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7138660156095561737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7138660156095561737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7138660156095561737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/l0w-cm0n-2011-internet-police-strike.html' title='L0W- Come on (2O11) / The Internet Police Strike'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fjc_TnNb-zg/TbA6BXkxtrI/AAAAAAAABE8/-NBjIKtc12o/s72-c/Low-Cmon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-869698588344166795</id><published>2011-04-20T13:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:40:50.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funky time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falsetto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><title type='text'>TV on The R(a)dio- Nine Types of L(i)ght (2012)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LK-uEExkuQ0/Ta8X2XftprI/AAAAAAAABE4/qSDDXTCxM0U/s1600/Nine-Types-of-Light.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LK-uEExkuQ0/Ta8X2XftprI/AAAAAAAABE4/qSDDXTCxM0U/s200/Nine-Types-of-Light.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?li1bbefvpzzbvc1"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?li1bbefvpzzbvc1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a big TVOTR fan since i first heard Young Liars, and it's been great to watch the band expand, change, and grow since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTOL might be my favorite, if for no other reason than the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8B5GP0AiQMc"&gt;full length movie&lt;/a&gt; that was created alongside the album by singer Tunde Adebimpe, my man crush and ridiculously cool person. Do yourself a favor: find an hour, and watch this. Then feel awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things of this cd is the feeling of letting go for the band, of enjoying themselves and letting the music be much looser. Love, love, LOVE hearing the meaty baritone on some songs! It's like James Earl Jones stepped in to croon. Plus, did anyone else notice what an awful guitarist David Sitek is??? The term "Robbie Robertson" comes to mind... Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following my previous post, I love seeing black folks playing rock music, not because it seems like a crossing over boundaries, but that it is a resituation of black presence within a black medium (rock music) that was taken by white people from black folk musicians and early rockers like Chuck Berry. People forget that Elvis was playing the "Devil's Music" (meaning, black music). It's a reminder that rock, like so much else in this country, was early stolen and rebranded by white people as white culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kudos to you fellas. You go, boys. Way to rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-869698588344166795?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/869698588344166795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=869698588344166795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/869698588344166795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/869698588344166795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/tv-on-radio-nine-types-of-light-2012.html' title='TV on The R(a)dio- Nine Types of L(i)ght (2012)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LK-uEExkuQ0/Ta8X2XftprI/AAAAAAAABE4/qSDDXTCxM0U/s72-c/Nine-Types-of-Light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5874012508924266987</id><published>2011-04-20T13:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:07:40.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4-20!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Whether you celebrate National Pot Day, Hitler's Birthday, or whatever the hell else seems appropriate... today yields a massive amount of new music at Cosmonaut Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5874012508924266987?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5874012508924266987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5874012508924266987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5874012508924266987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5874012508924266987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-4-20.html' title='Happy 4-20!'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5850870164187571868</id><published>2011-04-20T13:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:06:07.119-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal collective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atmospheric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basically the beach boys without the same talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop music'/><title type='text'>Panda Bear- Tomboy (2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7bNeLd76hY/Ta8Ra7G0TwI/AAAAAAAABEw/5Fr-AREYp7I/s1600/PANDA-BEAR-TOMBOY2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7bNeLd76hY/Ta8Ra7G0TwI/AAAAAAAABEw/5Fr-AREYp7I/s200/PANDA-BEAR-TOMBOY2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?91eg2vds6mqxx3d"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?91eg2vds6mqxx3d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to suggest that you know you have made it as a one man band when you are able to have an awful screen printed t shirt as your cover art, and hundreds of thousands of wide-eyed hipsters will buy your cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Noah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5850870164187571868?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5850870164187571868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5850870164187571868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5850870164187571868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5850870164187571868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/panda-bear-tomboy-2011.html' title='Panda Bear- Tomboy (2011)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7bNeLd76hY/Ta8Ra7G0TwI/AAAAAAAABEw/5Fr-AREYp7I/s72-c/PANDA-BEAR-TOMBOY2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5290703303609621373</id><published>2011-04-20T12:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:08:25.598-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiddle'/><title type='text'>Carolina Chocolate Drops- Genuine Negro Jig (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkqGT48I8z0/Ta8IN20OnOI/AAAAAAAABEs/wh4UHgkijpQ/s1600/genuine-negro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkqGT48I8z0/Ta8IN20OnOI/AAAAAAAABEs/wh4UHgkijpQ/s200/genuine-negro.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?1u2i0wcccphlg45"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?1u2i0wcccphlg45&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing defines Knoxville, Tennessee like folk music, specifically bluegrass and old timey music. When i first moved to Knoxville, i was blown away by the attention that people paid to folk music-- live, on the radio, in record stores, on tour, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a west coast kid who equated old time music with the "O Brother Where Art Thou" soundtrack (and don't laugh-- a lot of us did), it was a revelation to find out that young hipsters in the South liked folk music, and that young kids were MAKING folk music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carolina Chocolate Drops are pretty badass in that they are probably the only African American group doing folk music right now. They're not only great, they're finally getting a lot of commercial and critical attention (they won a Grammy for this cd). I actually feel a bit guilty about putting this up-- i love this cd, but i also want them to continue to make music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans forget that folk music is an umbrella term that brought in music from different backgrounds (since America is a country founded by immigrants [oh, and forcibly taken from the native inhabitants. Had to add that!}). So musical traditions from French, the Caribbean, Africa, Latin America, Ireland, Scotland, etc all got lumped up into the limp category "Folk" music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Margaret Kilgallen loved to point out, the banjo was an African instrument. People nowadays associate the banjo with uber-white musicians, but traditionally, this sucka came from Africa! Percussion instrument, bitches!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5290703303609621373?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5290703303609621373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5290703303609621373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5290703303609621373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5290703303609621373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/carolina-chocolate-drops-genuine-negro.html' title='Carolina Chocolate Drops- Genuine Negro Jig (2010)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkqGT48I8z0/Ta8IN20OnOI/AAAAAAAABEs/wh4UHgkijpQ/s72-c/genuine-negro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2346171636550005613</id><published>2011-04-18T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:41:42.123-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixtape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronica'/><title type='text'>Miho Hatori- My First Time (mixtape) 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjC-G4t5840/TaxM12Y0g3I/AAAAAAAABEo/ZQO1PAHF4dc/s1600/First+Time+Closeshot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjC-G4t5840/TaxM12Y0g3I/AAAAAAAABEo/ZQO1PAHF4dc/s200/First+Time+Closeshot.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mihohatori.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-first-time-mix-tape-vol1-on-dossier_15.html"&gt;http://mihohatori.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-first-time-mix-tape-vol1-on-dossier_15.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miho Hatori is one of my first musical crushes, from the glory days of Cibo Matto, through Smokey and Miho, to her solo stuff. It's a weird collision of naivety and badass tendencies, though it's waaaaay closer to the former. She is interested in hip hop but is a total outsider, and her experimental nature always comes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mix tape was created with the theme "My First Time," and is supposed to have a mixture of excitement and confusion. I love when people have themes that sound absolutely NOTHING like the way they probably hear them. It made me think of my latest request for people to send me recommendations for what they thought were the saddest songs ever. It's interesting to hear what people think of as sad... emotions are tricky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear it before it's gone on Miho's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2346171636550005613?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2346171636550005613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2346171636550005613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2346171636550005613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2346171636550005613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/miho-hatori-my-first-time-mixtape-2011.html' title='Miho Hatori- My First Time (mixtape) 2011'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjC-G4t5840/TaxM12Y0g3I/AAAAAAAABEo/ZQO1PAHF4dc/s72-c/First+Time+Closeshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1183929955900206943</id><published>2011-04-13T12:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:09:07.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woods music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='really hilarious'/><title type='text'>Michael Hurley, the Unholy Modal Rounders, Jeffery Fredrick and the Clamtones- Have Moicy! (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euJ3Ub433hk/TaXNce36JVI/AAAAAAAABEk/UPs1rpuIFvU/s1600/have+moicy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euJ3Ub433hk/TaXNce36JVI/AAAAAAAABEk/UPs1rpuIFvU/s1600/have+moicy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?oguumtfftdt"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?oguumtfftdt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like songs about stealing hamburgers, robbing banks, getting it on by the moonlight, washing dishes, and taking shits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE YOU DO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why you want to hear the most amazing and certainly most unique country/bluegrass/folk/pop cd of the entire 1970s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when a rubbertramp, psychadelic bluegrass musicans, and depressed folk singers get together and make an album. This is absolutely the most interesting record I heard during my year in Knoxville, TN. Which is saying a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Moicy continues to be one of the most influential albums of the 70s and have given props up and down and all over. Yo la Tengo covered "Grizelda" and blah blah blah. I think you just might really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1183929955900206943?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1183929955900206943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1183929955900206943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1183929955900206943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1183929955900206943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/michael-hurley-unholy-modal-rounders.html' title='Michael Hurley, the Unholy Modal Rounders, Jeffery Fredrick and the Clamtones- Have Moicy! (1976)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-euJ3Ub433hk/TaXNce36JVI/AAAAAAAABEk/UPs1rpuIFvU/s72-c/have+moicy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8246464530674933378</id><published>2011-04-13T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T10:36:50.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>L(y)kke Li- W(o)unded Rhymes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgwRn8enyLU/TaW8m0E8pRI/AAAAAAAABEg/yShOlqxyrdI/s1600/lykke-li-wounded-rhymes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgwRn8enyLU/TaW8m0E8pRI/AAAAAAAABEg/yShOlqxyrdI/s200/lykke-li-wounded-rhymes.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/myfiles.php"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/myfiles.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Note: Hooray! My second file removed due to copyright infringement! I'm on a roll! Notice the creative misspelling. Thanks, record execs-- keeping us all safe from pirates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I agree with Pitchfork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand their ideal of "Let's-record-it-on-a-Fischer-Price-tape-Deck-and-add-a-photo-of-me-with-bad-sunglasses-with-Photoshop-lens-flare-effect" because it's so dumb that it's ironically cool. And that being hip is unhip, and that makes it cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, crap: I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;L(y)kke Li&lt;/b&gt;, the snaggle-toothed sorta shy Swedish pop singer. &lt;b&gt;W(o)unded Rhymes &lt;/b&gt;doesn't feel as vulnerable as Youth Novels did, but i'll take it as a great follow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wounded Rhymes is both simultaneously confident and vulnerable. I don't know how someone can make dance music that feels so confessional. When i think of popular American dance music, it seems to fall into one of two categories: either "You broke my heart and now i'm gonna dance" or "My man is so awesome and now i'm gonna dance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By contrast, this is sort of a dance album that David Lynch would produce. And for that reason, i really love it.&amp;nbsp;Don't believe me? Watch her music video for &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-TTPGAy5H_E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"Get Some"&lt;/a&gt; and tell me that you don't somehow feel totally creeped out, and perhaps a little smidge turned on. Mostly, though, just REALLY creeped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she played on the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fPbiJDJeLCg"&gt;Jimmy Fallon show&lt;/a&gt; in a ridiculous outfit with the most amazing tambourine display I've seen in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8246464530674933378?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8246464530674933378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8246464530674933378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8246464530674933378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8246464530674933378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/lykke-li-wounded-rhymes.html' title='L(y)kke Li- W(o)unded Rhymes'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgwRn8enyLU/TaW8m0E8pRI/AAAAAAAABEg/yShOlqxyrdI/s72-c/lykke-li-wounded-rhymes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8135621886942791308</id><published>2011-04-04T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:52:52.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atmospheric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy day record'/><title type='text'>Michael Hurley + Ida: Ida Con Snock (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkTgUCqwGco/TZnYtfzIQTI/AAAAAAAABDI/cxQUmMZo-CA/s1600/Ida+Con+snock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkTgUCqwGco/TZnYtfzIQTI/AAAAAAAABDI/cxQUmMZo-CA/s200/Ida+Con+snock.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zzzgzzzezw5"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?zzzgzzzezw5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a mindreader, because i know what you're thinking: "Based on this weak drawing of birds singing on telephone poles, this cd is gonna suck." I would tend to agree with you, if the words "Ida" and "Snock" didn't also appear in the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snock, aka &lt;b&gt;Michael Hurley&lt;/b&gt;, has been making weird folk records since the mid 1960s. His first record came out on Folkways, and his last came out on Devandra Barnhart's label, Gnomonsong. Tell me that's not street cred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But mostly, this cd is my favorite Hurley record since the amazing "Have Moicy!" &lt;i&gt;collaboration extraordinaire&lt;/i&gt; of 1974. I have at least 6 cds by Hurley, and i'll be honest-- they're pretty interchangeable. Each cd basically sounds like a continuation of the one before it. Or more bluntly, they all sound the same. Which isn't necessarily bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But, from the first bar in &lt;b&gt;Ida Con Snock&lt;/b&gt;, you can hear the difference. Ida brings an incredible warmth and focus to Hurley's songs, grounding them and supporting them with an incredible musicianship that his other cds don't have. You've never heard drone, sweet harmonies, and thoughtful arrangements on a Hurley cd before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you haven't heard Michael Hurley before, you might not be startled in the same way that I was. It might just sound like a nice, understated folk record. And that's okay, too. But keep in mind that this dude is around 68. At this point, Ida Con Snock sounds better than anything that Neil Young or Bob Dylan puts out (contemporaries of Hurley who proudly live up to the title "Washed Up").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For fans of early Low, Emmylou Harris, Crazy Horse, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8135621886942791308?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8135621886942791308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8135621886942791308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8135621886942791308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8135621886942791308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/04/michael-hurley-ida-ida-con-snock-2009.html' title='Michael Hurley + Ida: Ida Con Snock (2009)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkTgUCqwGco/TZnYtfzIQTI/AAAAAAAABDI/cxQUmMZo-CA/s72-c/Ida+Con+snock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-4011461606266678784</id><published>2011-03-30T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:24:07.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good listen as you&apos;re coming down from doing a massive hit of coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy day record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Big Star- Sister Lovers (1974) {CF Edit}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYYfZqkdC4Q/TZN9tIdqS_I/AAAAAAAABCw/2IXjRHMAM9I/s1600/Sister+Lovers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYYfZqkdC4Q/TZN9tIdqS_I/AAAAAAAABCw/2IXjRHMAM9I/s200/Sister+Lovers.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?tm12klsl5gzcpmo"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?tm12klsl5gzcpmo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an American band in the late 60s and early 70s who made quite a name for themselves by playing rock and roll. Their records were good, but they never quite reached the critical mass that The Byrds, The Beatles, or The Rolling Stones did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time their third album was coming around, they had signed to Stax Records, which was falling apart and going bankrupt. The band was splitting up, and the singer Alex Chilton was having his own personal issues to deal with. He did what every musician should do, which is deal with his stuff openly and on tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Lovers (so-named because he and the drummer were dating two sisters; this cd is also known as "Third") was Big Star's third record, though many consider it Chilton's solo outing, recorded with session musicians, the band's drummer, and an ambitious producer who wanted to carry the session through to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mVV5HDODJxc/TZOCLVU0r9I/AAAAAAAABDA/NTYn_Mx-g-c/s1600/big-star-sister-lovers-third1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mVV5HDODJxc/TZOCLVU0r9I/AAAAAAAABDA/NTYn_Mx-g-c/s200/big-star-sister-lovers-third1.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister Lovers is a bizarre collection of songs that ping-pong between sheer bliss, caustic sarcasm, utter detachment, total loneliness, and tongue-in-cheek. In a way, it was indie rock way ahead of it's time, and Sister Lovers nails the sonic experiments, loose arrangements, and sheer coolness that a lot of homemade rockers tried to sound like. Even in 2011, it sounds like it was recorded last month, which says a lot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of crazy-huge bands (R.E.M., Yo la Tengo) refer to as one of the most influential of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go off on how I like each song, but everyone in the world has beat me to it. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PbEWGlGUlLw/TZOCKa2dWXI/AAAAAAAABC8/VeWTxv80RzY/s1600/Big-Star3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PbEWGlGUlLw/TZOCKa2dWXI/AAAAAAAABC8/VeWTxv80RzY/s320/Big-Star3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rykodisc finally released the "official" version of Third/Sister Lovers, including bonus tracks, in 1994 or so with a setlist picked by Chilton. I have to say that i liked and didn't like it. For one thing, it's very hard to cobble any kind of cohesion together out of the songs, that make Pet Sound's diversity sound relatively tame. For another, it is 17 songs long, which is far too many, in my opinion. It also includes a handful of cover songs that range from campy to utterly atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_gAY34vH7o/TZODCNbeKuI/AAAAAAAABDE/aMknyTj5GXs/s1600/third+big+star+poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_gAY34vH7o/TZODCNbeKuI/AAAAAAAABDE/aMknyTj5GXs/s1600/third+big+star+poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So-called purists will get all huffy, but i made my own tracklist that has a more natural listening arc to it, and i also made my own album art (since the reissue is pretty fugly). To me, it's the strongest tracks put in an order that a skeptic would really appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A little aside: This is Chilton's year, as people are performing Third live all over the place. This poster was from North Caroline, i believe, but a superstar cast was doing this in New York City also. Flattering or self-serving?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-4011461606266678784?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4011461606266678784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=4011461606266678784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4011461606266678784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4011461606266678784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-star-sister-lovers-1974-cf-edit.html' title='Big Star- Sister Lovers (1974) {CF Edit}'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYYfZqkdC4Q/TZN9tIdqS_I/AAAAAAAABCw/2IXjRHMAM9I/s72-c/Sister+Lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7118796441280240727</id><published>2011-03-30T11:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:39:30.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthesizer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spooky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atmospheric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><title type='text'>Luke Temple- Snowbeast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zaPbdEPIgCk/TZNKhkNAaNI/AAAAAAAABCs/n534UTRTSQQ/s1600/snowbeast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zaPbdEPIgCk/TZNKhkNAaNI/AAAAAAAABCs/n534UTRTSQQ/s1600/snowbeast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?k0ls0vv8izwrhkc"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?k0ls0vv8izwrhkc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you have a good friend when they email you to write, "Hey, this cd makes me think of you. I think you'd like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, when someone does that, they're often right.&lt;b&gt; Luke Temple&lt;/b&gt; was recommended to me by a good friend and I ended up really being drawn by it. I really got hooked on it when i was riding my bike downtown on the way to see Camera Obscura play live. This is an amazing "Hot-summer-night-on-a-bike" cd-- lots of swirls, loops, ambiance, textures, and great vocals. The songs are simple and catchy, and they fade and wash into each other, so that the whole of the album is greater than the parts of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snowbeast&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(nickname for &lt;i&gt;yeti&lt;/i&gt;) made me think about songwriting and recording differently. Luke Temple sings in this great haunting register, and layers his vocals at parts. There is a strange absence of low end stuff-- hardly any bass, etc. But it's really the high, lonesome vocals that do it for me. Plus the gurgling synth textures and "less is more" approach. The tracks are eerie, pretty, and haunting, which is like icing on the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-g7gk55Xbk/TZNI_171rbI/AAAAAAAABCk/by6FwOjHS5w/s1600/luke+temple+snowbeast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-g7gk55Xbk/TZNI_171rbI/AAAAAAAABCk/by6FwOjHS5w/s200/luke+temple+snowbeast.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Give it a chance, listen to it a couple of times, and I bet it'll grow on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By the way, this image was taken from the Daytrotter Sessions site (which you should look into, if you haven't). Luke Temple with an armful of Yeti. &amp;nbsp;Wacky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7118796441280240727?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7118796441280240727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7118796441280240727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7118796441280240727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7118796441280240727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/luke-temple-snowbeast.html' title='Luke Temple- Snowbeast'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zaPbdEPIgCk/TZNKhkNAaNI/AAAAAAAABCs/n534UTRTSQQ/s72-c/snowbeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5990405209943882419</id><published>2011-03-14T13:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:38:24.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncomfortable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good listen as you&apos;re coming down from doing a massive hit of coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><title type='text'>Josh T. Pearson- Last of the Country Music Gentlemen (2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6uZB_gtOzh8/TX4400Ln5GI/AAAAAAAABCY/LDVw7OyS4vw/s1600/pearsonCover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6uZB_gtOzh8/TX4400Ln5GI/AAAAAAAABCY/LDVw7OyS4vw/s200/pearsonCover.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?mxhwsl5d6xrh04l"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?mxhwsl5d6xrh04l&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some musicians achieve this cult status that will elevate anything they do to a place of legend. I wonder if Josh T. Pearson isn't approaching that place. I sense that the hype surrounding this record--not the record itself--smacks of hipsterdom. You can be sure that Josh Pearson's first record in ten years is a huge deal. MOJO and The Times already gave it 4/5 stars. Hmm.... So how is it really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was and remain an enormous fan of Lift to Experience, but was less than convinced by Pearson's acoustic output following the band. I know the legend, the stories of the bassist's wife dying while on tour, the drummer getting mailed an actual boot as a way of being kicked out of the band, the singer's dad being a preacher who refused to work since God would give him the means to live as a test of his faith. Et cetera, et cetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I first saw the album art for &lt;b&gt;Last of the Country Music Gentlemen&lt;/b&gt;, i realized just how at risk Pearson is of becoming a media pawn. Why does he need to be seated with a shotgun next to hot models who contrast greatly with his "authentic" image? For someone who has notoriously shirked from fame, this is either a good omen or a bad one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the music, it's all acoustic finger picked guitar and a voice.&amp;nbsp;The lack of instrumentation works in his favor and makes it sound huge and powerful, even at its quietest.&amp;nbsp;It goes from being as beautiful and transcendental as Jeff Buckley to reaching the dirtiness and unforgivingness of Vincent Gallo. I can't decide if it's beautiful or repulsive, which I guess is a good thing. It's definitely an uncomfortable listen-- I keep imagining Mark Kozelek listening to it, sulking, feeling out-emo-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-acoQPPgDG9A/TX5Pp9j27-I/AAAAAAAABCg/2OGXRxEarhM/s1600/joshtpearson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-acoQPPgDG9A/TX5Pp9j27-I/AAAAAAAABCg/2OGXRxEarhM/s320/joshtpearson.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm Josh, and this is my band."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The first song, "Thou Art Loosed," is an intensely beautiful song that sets the rest of the album up deceptively, so that when i listen to it start-to-finish, I feel this immediate rush followed by a long letdown (comedown?).In a way, LotCMG doesn't feel that out of the ordinary, and it's not anything that any old washed-out, unrecognized country singer couldn't have made. And then in a way, when you listen closely, you wonder how someone could make you feel so beautiful and filthy at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * *&lt;br /&gt;This interview excerpt is from My Old Kentucky Blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 90%/175% 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.002em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Old Kentucky Blog: Are we hearing mostly first takes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 90%/175% 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.002em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Josh T Pearson&lt;/strong&gt;: The first three are on&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Of The Country Gentleman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;are. You know, the songs are so goddamned long. Once you get up over ten minutes, I wasn’t about to do it again. But if you get to minute five and it’s not working, just do it again. I agonized over the takes, rather than the recording process or the mic setups. Being such a personal record, I’m not going to lie, it was tough. Sometimes it would take ten minutes just to recover from a take, sometimes a few hours. I hope I don’t have to go through that again. I actually went gray overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 90%/175% 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.002em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOKB: Now that it’s done, and it met your standards, how do you feel about the record?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 90%/175% 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; letter-spacing: 0.002em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JTP&lt;/strong&gt;: I don’t know, man. It seems like a terrible thing to do…to be happy about such a sad record. This record is definitely for other people. I can’t listen to it. I think it’s a good work, but I hope I don’t have to look at it for a very long time. It’s just too personal. If I was outside of myself and heard it, I’d think the guy was a real dick for doing it because it’s just too bare and honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5990405209943882419?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5990405209943882419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5990405209943882419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5990405209943882419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5990405209943882419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/josh-t-pearson-last-of-country-music.html' title='Josh T. Pearson- Last of the Country Music Gentlemen (2011)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6uZB_gtOzh8/TX4400Ln5GI/AAAAAAAABCY/LDVw7OyS4vw/s72-c/pearsonCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-4948478435811225096</id><published>2011-03-14T12:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:32:59.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><title type='text'>Lift to Experience- Falling From Cloud Nine E.P. (1997)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XzI00gog7JQ/TX5AEpeXbII/AAAAAAAABCc/lcQtyhV7jvs/s1600/lift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XzI00gog7JQ/TX5AEpeXbII/AAAAAAAABCc/lcQtyhV7jvs/s200/lift.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zlwfd76p3r3727c"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?zlwfd76p3r3727c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I first saw Lift to Experience at the Cocodrie in San Francisco. They played after Pedro the Lion and remained one of my favorite bands of the decade (while Pedro remained one of my LEAST favorite).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;They sold a tour-only EP that i'm guessing is pretty hard to find now. Uploaded for all your LTE junkies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;It doesn't sound nearly as good as their debut under Bella Union, but in a way it is a nice document of what they sounded like live. Consider it an early statement before they came to the conclusion they did (aka Texas-Jerusalem Crossroads).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;CD Info:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Falling From Cloud 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. With the World Behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Arise and Shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. Liftin' On Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="role" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Mixed By&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Dave+Willingham" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dave Willingham&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Lift+To+Experience" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lift To Experience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="role" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Performer [Lift To Experience Are]&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Brian+(64)" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Brian (64)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Josh+Browning?anv=Josh" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Josh&lt;/a&gt;* ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Josh+Pearson?anv=Josh" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Josh&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="role" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Recorded By, Mastered By&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Dave+Willingham" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Dave Willingham&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="role" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Written-By&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/artist/Lift+To+Experience" style="color: #0033bb; cursor: pointer; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Lift To Experience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First printing of 500 released in 1997 with limited edition trading cards of the then current members: Josh Browning, Josh Pearson and Brian Smith.&lt;br /&gt;Second Printing of 500 released in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Both presses have the same cover art but different colors and fonts.&lt;br /&gt;Recorded &amp;amp; mastered by Dave Willingham at 70 Hertz in Argyle, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tracks recorded live, except vocals and tambourine 9/24/97.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-4948478435811225096?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4948478435811225096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=4948478435811225096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4948478435811225096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4948478435811225096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/lift-to-experience-falling-from-cloud.html' title='Lift to Experience- Falling From Cloud Nine E.P. (1997)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XzI00gog7JQ/TX5AEpeXbII/AAAAAAAABCc/lcQtyhV7jvs/s72-c/lift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1500595201038994321</id><published>2011-03-14T11:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:39:00.779-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a capella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the who'/><title type='text'>Petra Haden Sings: The Who Sell Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F1GaSiaFbTM/TX4s_VCBsBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Vt1V3FdHt14/s1600/Petrahadensellout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F1GaSiaFbTM/TX4s_VCBsBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Vt1V3FdHt14/s200/Petrahadensellout.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lk1raxo7q9du9w7"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?lk1raxo7q9du9w7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best known for playing in The Rentals and That Dog., singer/violinist Petra Haden recorded &lt;b&gt;an acapella version of The Who Sells Out&lt;/b&gt; on an eight track recorded (borrowed from Mike Watt). ...Um...&amp;nbsp;I don't know if i really need to describe any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how she removes a lot of the Who's theatrics to reveal this tender counterpoint to the original version. It's definitely goofy, but also really pretty in parts. I recommend alternating listens of this version with the original just to get an idea of her sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part might be her interpretations of all the commercials, though i still prefer her version of "Tattoo You," which makes it sound eternal and gorgeous. I love that shift in thought from "How gorgeous" to "How ridiculous!"&amp;nbsp;Bravo, Petra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Petra (plus nine other women) sing "I Can See For Miles:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNFoNBz9Dbs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNFoNBz9Dbs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1500595201038994321?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1500595201038994321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1500595201038994321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1500595201038994321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1500595201038994321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/petra-haden-sings-who-sell-out.html' title='Petra Haden Sings: The Who Sell Out'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F1GaSiaFbTM/TX4s_VCBsBI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Vt1V3FdHt14/s72-c/Petrahadensellout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-3721367609622426161</id><published>2011-03-14T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:56:00.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distortion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar jam mania'/><title type='text'>Latin Playboys- Dose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TkEuOl_NNyA/TX4ptA72RkI/AAAAAAAABCM/tkb3BT9ynGc/s1600/Latin_Playboys-Dose_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TkEuOl_NNyA/TX4ptA72RkI/AAAAAAAABCM/tkb3BT9ynGc/s200/Latin_Playboys-Dose_3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?nrcaenr7cbwbzpz"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?nrcaenr7cbwbzpz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have heard of Los Lobos, who hail as California's longest-lasting full rock outfit. They're good and all, but their recent Disney cd makes most people reach for one of those airplane barf bags preeeeeetty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back in 1999, they put out a second album under a side-project pseudonym &lt;b&gt;Latin Playboys&lt;/b&gt; (which has to be one of the coolest band names ever. Do you notice that i get fetishistic about names? I can never come up with a cool name!). The legend has it that &lt;b&gt;Dose&lt;/b&gt; was recorded entirely with instruments bought from thrift stores, and it shows. The guitars are wonky and out of tune, and the instruments sound terrible; however, since Los Lobos are practically the most talented musicians who have ever walked the face of the earth, the playing is incredibly solid and it comes across as a revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned a lot of Lobos fans off since it's a) abrasive as all getout and b) not really a group of songs as much as weird sketches. It almost sounds like an early &lt;b&gt;Ween&lt;/b&gt; record, but with a huge Mexican influence. For me, the rough aesthetics plus the Mexican &lt;i&gt;sabor&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;plus the inconsistency makes this&amp;nbsp;one of my favorite early Summer records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard this at a house party in Knoxville and realized--in an exaggerated epiphany-- that the music i had been listening to was really lame, and that there was tons of incredible music i hadn't discovered yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-3721367609622426161?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3721367609622426161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=3721367609622426161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3721367609622426161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3721367609622426161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/latin-playboys-dose.html' title='Latin Playboys- Dose'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TkEuOl_NNyA/TX4ptA72RkI/AAAAAAAABCM/tkb3BT9ynGc/s72-c/Latin_Playboys-Dose_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-860635360328555937</id><published>2011-03-14T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:42:49.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday record'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamy'/><title type='text'>Blue Hawaii- Blue Gowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RGllLyPvk3c/TX4nK899owI/AAAAAAAABCI/_c5k4f9PER4/s1600/Cover+blue+hawaii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RGllLyPvk3c/TX4nK899owI/AAAAAAAABCI/_c5k4f9PER4/s320/Cover+blue+hawaii.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wjsbe4fbnmjldww"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?wjsbe4fbnmjldww&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside of having an awful band name (besides having an awful band name) is having would-be fans slew through dead-end internet searches to find information on your band. Let that be a lesson to you, future bands "Total Recall," "Barak Obama," and "Santorum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, it's best to focus on just how nice this cassette is (CASSETTE!!!). You can think of it as a dreamy, blippy, poppy beach record, but it still has that shimmery sound to it that i associate with Scandinavian sonics, or 4AD records from the late 80s. It's&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raphaelle Standell-Preston&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;(Braids' vocalist, who is quickly becoming one of my new favorites) plus a boy playing instruments, and it has all the great aspects of a folk guitar duo without any of the painfulness. Does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;anyone else notice this great and weird keyboards/effects-becoming-the-new-guitar-of-folk phenomenon? I like guitar and all, but it's nice hearing the same aesthetic with a different sonic palette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics get confessional/awkward ("when i picture you thrusting into her"), but they always come across as being comfortable and inviting. This whole cassette is start-to-finish very solid. Warm, spacey, bright, faraway, and just nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4CyyyQ813ho/TX4m-rL-VBI/AAAAAAAABCE/bYTSmqjJ2mE/s1600/bluehawaii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4CyyyQ813ho/TX4m-rL-VBI/AAAAAAAABCE/bYTSmqjJ2mE/s320/bluehawaii.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maybe it is more like the beach after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-860635360328555937?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/860635360328555937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=860635360328555937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/860635360328555937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/860635360328555937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/blue-hawaii-blue-gowns.html' title='Blue Hawaii- Blue Gowns'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RGllLyPvk3c/TX4nK899owI/AAAAAAAABCI/_c5k4f9PER4/s72-c/Cover+blue+hawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1128851476683343794</id><published>2011-03-09T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:23:04.668-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensemble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='percussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>Rayon De Lune- Aromates/ Michele Claude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.letsbuyit.com/filer/images/uk/products/original/140/43/rayon-de-lune-14043127.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://static.letsbuyit.com/filer/images/uk/products/original/140/43/rayon-de-lune-14043127.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3wr2jo88k45mpk8"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?3wr2jo88k45mpk8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard cd to sum up, but it's one that is really amazing. It's apparnetly a French group, but they definitely are drawing from a variety of musics in the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing it justice. But if you have any interest in jazz, Arabic/Andalusian, gypsy, and eastern classical music, give it a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Amazon's description:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michèle Claude&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and his&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Ensemble Aromates&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;had a French hit album in 2005,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Jardin de Myrtes&lt;/i&gt;, which appeared on both classical and pop charts for several weeks. Now this exciting artist and his group offer what is possibly an even better album, combining the musical idiom of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Al Andalous&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in Spain with the timbres of the organetto, psaltery, harpsichord, and a rich selection of percussion instruments. Ensemble Aromates consists of classically trained musicians evolving into different musical horizons--medieval, baroque, contemporary, jazz, gypsy, and salsa. They love improvising, and pay tribute to musicians from all traditions, oral and written."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1128851476683343794?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1128851476683343794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1128851476683343794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1128851476683343794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1128851476683343794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/rayon-de-lune-aromates-michele-claude.html' title='Rayon De Lune- Aromates/ Michele Claude'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2460644259660325537</id><published>2011-03-09T10:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:23:49.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doo wop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy day record'/><title type='text'>Damien Jurado- Saint Bartlett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americansongwriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/damien-jurado-saint-bartlett-cover-art1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.americansongwriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/damien-jurado-saint-bartlett-cover-art1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?detxkj8swulzk17"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?detxkj8swulzk17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people think of Damien Jurado, they probably think of a sensitive northwestern singer/songwriter who likes to play lots of acoustic guitar and have women sing with him. I, for one, have thought that his last few cds just seemed like a blurring of one continuous album that never really stuck out to me. That's probably not a fair assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Bartlett, which was produced by Richard Swift, really caught me off guard. It's a very solid record: the songs are catchy, haunting, and distinctive. But the thing that really sealed it for me are the great idiosyncratic percussion and doo-wop sensibilities. It's still a Damien Jurado record, but it sounds like one that would be playing in the background of an episode of Twin Peaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His songs always seem confessional, but they're often from the point of view of others. This record was apparently made while several friends were going through divorces, in hospitals, etc. The different points of view make it "read" like a collection of stories by Ray Bradbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really affective record. I have some days when I pull in to work on my bike and all i can think of is the endless loop that he sings on the first song: "Trying to fix my mind, trying to fix my mind." This has been one of my favorite records of the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2460644259660325537?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2460644259660325537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2460644259660325537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2460644259660325537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2460644259660325537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/damien-jurado-saint-bartlett.html' title='Damien Jurado- Saint Bartlett'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2971456178061008495</id><published>2011-03-07T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:37:18.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiple lead singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='percussion'/><title type='text'>Shields Down- Powdered Sugar Avalanche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZleX6atBd1k/TXUgcA0uwqI/AAAAAAAABBI/nB9jnPL6ipo/s1600/PSA+low+res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZleX6atBd1k/TXUgcA0uwqI/AAAAAAAABBI/nB9jnPL6ipo/s200/PSA+low+res.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?5uc3gdwbpym5hwh"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?5uc3gdwbpym5hwh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Powdered Sugar Avalanche&lt;/b&gt; combines the &lt;i&gt;Everything But the Kitchen Sink&lt;/i&gt; Brian Eno brand of pop music with the whirled sonics of My Bloody Valentine and the instrumentation of Magnetic Fields. It's ultimately a group of pop songs, but sounds a bit like Alan Lomax engineered a group of pop musicians that Brian Eno arranged and Kevin Shields produced. It's all over the place, in a nice way, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'band' consists of brothers Ben and Leif Fairfield, who both make their own cds, and Lisa Chuang. &lt;a href="http://www.benjaminfairfield.com/"&gt;Ben&amp;nbsp;Fairfield&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;tends to make poppy songs in the vein of Jack Johnson or Elliot Smith while Leif prefers the overall sound and feeling of songs, more akin to Brian Eno or Andrew Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs here are shrouded in imagery and feel a bit like reading a book on a remote ocean shoreline. It has a song in Thai, a Chinese boys choir, and lyrics about Japanese history. It's familiar-enough as a pop cd, but even at its most intimate, it still feels pretty far off and abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any Kind of Day" feels a bit like Sarah McLachlan-meets-Cush and "SwanDive" nearly sounds like Jeremy Enigk with a looser backing band. I have always appreciated bands that rotate lead singers, and i especially like the three part harmonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you ever get a chance to pick up a physical copy, it's printed letterpress! Woo ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2971456178061008495?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2971456178061008495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2971456178061008495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2971456178061008495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2971456178061008495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/shields-down-powdered-sugar-avalanche.html' title='Shields Down- Powdered Sugar Avalanche'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZleX6atBd1k/TXUgcA0uwqI/AAAAAAAABBI/nB9jnPL6ipo/s72-c/PSA+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-105402024362723063</id><published>2011-03-07T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:09:05.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falsetto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Leif Fairfield- Facts of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mFA-LbEgr1Y/TXUb5WQUrII/AAAAAAAABBE/GWdJb3ihGFA/s1600/Facts+of+War-+lo+res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mFA-LbEgr1Y/TXUb5WQUrII/AAAAAAAABBE/GWdJb3ihGFA/s200/Facts+of+War-+lo+res.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leif Fairfield- Facts of War (2011)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?m4mqviii9hj1fsa"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?m4mqviii9hj1fsa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubadour musician &lt;b&gt;Leif Fairfield&lt;/b&gt; first cut his teeth with the 2005 "Delaware Sessions," a Berkeley-birthed cd that made pop music really tiny, basing songs around plucked violin and tentative vocals. &lt;b&gt;Facts of War&lt;/b&gt; is his first full length offering since (with a smattering of EPs scattered throughout) and finds the emotional attachment cranked up a few notches, with some improved musical chops. An audio chronicling of his relocations from San Francisco to Knoxville to Cincinnati, this cd is full of screechy noise, darker lyrics, and pop sensibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cd squishes the devotional with the confessional, blurring the personal with the projected. And like all of Fairfield's cds, it has at least one song about suicide and/or dying. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it as a &lt;b&gt;sound lasagna&lt;/b&gt;, with layers of violin and effects, filled with vocal harmonies, and drizzled with a small sprinkling of acoustic string instruments. Recommended for fans of Andrew Bird, Grizzly Bear, and Brian Eno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring Peralta Pirates Bryan Maurer and Matt Kronbach, plus Cincinnati staple Sonic Elf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-105402024362723063?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/105402024362723063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=105402024362723063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/105402024362723063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/105402024362723063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/leif-fairfield-facts-of-war.html' title='Leif Fairfield- Facts of War'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mFA-LbEgr1Y/TXUb5WQUrII/AAAAAAAABBE/GWdJb3ihGFA/s72-c/Facts+of+War-+lo+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2641248351112538293</id><published>2011-03-01T12:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:29:58.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good listen as you&apos;re coming down from doing a massive hit of coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minimal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><title type='text'>Filip Zelway- Phamilial (Twilight Edit)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenplastic.com/dev/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Philip-Selway-Familial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://www.greenplastic.com/dev/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Philip-Selway-Familial.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* NOTE: This is the first link i have posted that was removed due to "copyright infringement. I translate this as: Nonesuch Records (or Mr. Zelway himself-- the band he plays for has a sharp dislike of not making money) has a stick up its collective arses about sharing digital music. Hence, the vehement misspelling of Mr. Zelway's name (which is actually cooler than his real name! You paying attention, Fil?). You'll get the drift, no? I am reposting the link with a different title.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?oojevqqczlxrif9"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?oojevqqczlxrif9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dude- have you heard of this really cool band that no one has ever heard of called "&lt;i&gt;Televisionead" (actual name revoked: see note above)&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Well, it turns out that their drummer, Filip Zelway took a page from James Iha's book and put out his own cd of songs that sound as far as possible from the chaotic behemoth of exacting sound that probably weighs on his shoulders every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, think &lt;b&gt;NICK DRAKE&lt;/b&gt;. This cd is so quiet, so acoustic and finger picked that it gets poo-pooed like young hipsters (Pitchfork) and embraced by aging yuppies (NPR). But it deserves a little more credit than that: it's basically just a really pretty record, packed with songs about his family members (hence the title). Musically, it's the equivalent of eating macaroni and cheese on a rainy day: it's really simple yet satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not groundbreaking by any means, but it just might grow on you. A very good early morning Sunday record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*(Note: I omitted my least favorite songs which are borderline cheesy. For that reason, i call this the Twilight Edit-- not after the vampire franchise, but after the time of day when this record seems most appropriate).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2641248351112538293?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2641248351112538293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2641248351112538293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2641248351112538293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2641248351112538293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/philip-selway-familial-twilight-edit.html' title='Filip Zelway- Phamilial (Twilight Edit)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6792403662772486489</id><published>2011-03-01T09:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:31:16.244-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthesizer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minimal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canadian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><title type='text'>Braids- Native Speaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://musicreflections.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/braids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://musicreflections.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/braids.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ztf5zuxaem3skhg"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ztf5zuxaem3skhg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRAIDS&lt;/b&gt; are:&lt;br /&gt;a) one part early 90s classic 4AD sound (already recipe for greatness),&lt;br /&gt;b) one part Gang Gang Dance,&lt;br /&gt;c) one part Siouxie and the Banshees,&amp;nbsp;and&lt;br /&gt;d) one part Lars Ulrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine really tasteful synth textures (i know--oxymoron, right?), female vocals with lots of personality and strength, super huge pop sensibility, soul, and the feeling of being seventeen years old on a spring break camping trip. Braids is really my thing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a truly terrible band name on their sleeves, &lt;b&gt;Braids&lt;/b&gt; are a four piece from Montreal, Canada. They could fit anywhere in a bill with Cocteau Twins, an aggressive version of Slowdive, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Animal Collective. Really, really great stuff that can fill your heart on the cloudiest day or brightest summer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raphaelle Standell-Preston&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;is part of another poorly named group (Blue Hawaii), who sound basically like Braids, but less polished. Standell-Preston is interesting: she gets comparisons to Jenny Lewis and Bjork (which--C'MON!--has to be the laziest comparison someone could ever draw); however, she sounds to me like Joanna Newsome singing electronic music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6792403662772486489?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6792403662772486489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6792403662772486489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6792403662772486489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6792403662772486489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/03/braids-native-speaker.html' title='Braids- Native Speaker'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6641076472324856237</id><published>2011-02-23T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:15:51.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bossa nova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brazil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='percussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacred music'/><title type='text'>Baden Powell &amp; Vinícius de Moraes- Os Afro Sambas (1966)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tHUsP4hIdKs/TX4w7Th88yI/AAAAAAAABCU/KVHF5pSdDE8/s1600/powell_bade_afrosamba_102b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tHUsP4hIdKs/TX4w7Th88yI/AAAAAAAABCU/KVHF5pSdDE8/s200/powell_bade_afrosamba_102b.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?n27a8bd4tbzs35i"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?n27a8bd4tbzs35i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against my better judgment, I'm going to share with you a record that I searched five years for. But let first explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be crazy into a fringe hip-hop/keyboard/j-pop/sci-fi duo called Cibo Matto. They rapped about sending pet chickens to college, comparing your ass to a that of a horse, and eating white pepper ice cream, but would make them sound weirdly aggressive or sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that band split up, one half did her own strange jazz/dance cd and a collaboration with Yoshimi from the Boredoms/OOIOO that they recorded on a mountain in Nara. That's Yuka Honda, and she's as awesome as she is hard to totally "get." She was maybe the brains of the outfit (she is also on again off again with Sean Lennon). The other half (the soul?) of Cibo Matto was Miho Hatori, who went on to make her own equally strange jazz/pop cd that was a concept album about insects in the future carrying secrets between machines and humans. (This is getting way off topic... are you still with me?) Before that, though, Hatori teamed up with Smokey Hormel (who played with Beck and Tom Waits) to release a collection of Brazillian songs (some covers, some self-penned). They followed up with a cd of Baden Powell covers, which really blew me out of the water. Hatori said they were songs that she listened to as a kid so many times that her tape melted in her tape player. Who was this Baden Powell, and what were the Afro Sambas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://downtownmusic.net/images/c/ce1338e941e513ad1bc0ffaae71e2ef8c69be4ce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://downtownmusic.net/images/c/ce1338e941e513ad1bc0ffaae71e2ef8c69be4ce.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smokey and Miho live, 2005.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I ended up purchasing &lt;a href="http://loronix.blogspot.com/2006/06/os-afro-sambas-baden-powell-1990-re.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; cd of &lt;b&gt;Os Afros Sambas, &lt;/b&gt;which Powell re-recorded in the '90s. Just how bad is the re-recording? Think of how awful Brian Wilson's version of SMiLE feels compared to the original 1967 Beach Boys bootlegs. Now multiply it by 5. Ble&lt;i&gt;ch.&lt;/i&gt; At the time, cds and LPs of the original recording of Os Afro Sambas were selling on eBay for upwards of $100. Way too much for me to spend, and before people like me were "sharing" files like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So years later, i was in Tower Records in Japan when I saw this cd. The best part-- in a store where the average cd costs $35 (!!! and Americans think our cds are expensive!!!), this one was selling for 800yen (US $8). After i cleaned up my pants (after sh*tting in them), I promptly purchased it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://omelhordampb.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/baden-powell-e-vinicius-de-moraes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://omelhordampb.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/baden-powell-e-vinicius-de-moraes.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Powell and de Moraes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original Afro Sambas was recorded (apparently) on a TWO track, and it definitely shows in parts. It's rough in spots, not completely balanced. But it has so much soul, the sexiest saxes you've ever heard, enough percussion to light a church on fire, at least four people singing at all times, and this total pagan jubilation. It's absolutely amazing. It contrasts Vinicius' deeper, aged voice with Baden's youthful eagerness, and the playing is dead-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike a lot of Samba and Bossa Nova music being churned out in 1966, Os Afro Sambas had lyrics and music that connected to the Afro religion and beats in Brazil. It was very much out of Africa, very pagan, very sensual, and deeply spiritual to listen to (Apparently, Powell changed some of the words on a later recording to be less Afro as he became more of a devout Catholic, which seems like another nail in the coffin for the re-recording). At times, it is jubilant, funky, and dance-able. At others, it is slow, meditative, and pulsating. It still stands as being truly special in a sea of Jobim/Gilberto clones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powell had an upbringing in classical guitar training, and he liked to crank out the Bach. This cd is amazing since it combines that reverence for the musical with a reverence for the spiritual, which is much easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily in my top 10 of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6641076472324856237?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6641076472324856237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6641076472324856237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6641076472324856237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6641076472324856237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/baden-powell-vinicius-de-moraes-os-afro.html' title='Baden Powell &amp; Vinícius de Moraes- Os Afro Sambas (1966)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tHUsP4hIdKs/TX4w7Th88yI/AAAAAAAABCU/KVHF5pSdDE8/s72-c/powell_bade_afrosamba_102b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-3008852511218201132</id><published>2011-02-23T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:28:49.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariachi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south american'/><title type='text'>Ho Lan- Echo From Deep Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61F40qQ1CXL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61F40qQ1CXL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?yp3mr2ox4oi3n21"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?yp3mr2ox4oi3n21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so picture this: a female singer-songwriter from Taiwan in the 1970s who has a penchant to classic Spanish and Mariachi songs, a "thing" for yodeling, and a super-husky voice (one that she strengthened by learning to sing over the roar of a waterfall in her native hometown).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;b&gt;Ho Lan: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part &lt;b&gt;Zhou Xuan&lt;/b&gt;, part &lt;b&gt;Nina Simone&lt;/b&gt;, and part &lt;b&gt;Lucha Reyes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs are split into solo guitar accompaniment (with multi-tracked vocal harmonies) and big band orchestrations, but Lan's voice always stands out. In addition to some really striking tunes, she sings some songs that could normally strike a very cheesy note with many listeners-- "Palmoa," "Hawaiian Wedding Song," and even {ick} "Home On the Range"-- but I can nearly guarantee that you won't mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my idea of folk music at its most bare and most satisfying: pure talent, no pretense, engaging voice, wonderful simplicity, versatility of styles, and MASSIVE TALENT.&amp;nbsp;My friend Eric, who has immaculate taste in music, said that this is his favorite recording I have shared with him. That might mean something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ms. Lan yodeling on YouTube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ap6MKABAKoA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ap6MKABAKoA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-3008852511218201132?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3008852511218201132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=3008852511218201132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3008852511218201132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3008852511218201132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/ho-lan-echo-from-deep-valley.html' title='Ho Lan- Echo From Deep Valley'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7937918161385620876</id><published>2011-02-21T09:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:39:40.643-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensemble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber'/><title type='text'>Rachel's- Systems/Layers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_2127307467"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?hzjyj3zvlkm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw3iG3uUXBc/TTX0DQUlBBI/AAAAAAAAA00/SEl7FXukPNU/s1600/rachels_systems.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw3iG3uUXBc/TTX0DQUlBBI/AAAAAAAAA00/SEl7FXukPNU/s200/rachels_systems.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel's&lt;/b&gt; has to be one of my favorite bands ever, and Systems/Layers is probably their finest record. Most of their albums could be classified as concept albums, but this one works the best. Start to finish, it has an uncanny cohesion, and it bounces between classical, ambient, trip-hop, spoken word, indie rock, found recordings, and low budget movie soundtrack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works well as active and passive listening, and as a result, Rachel's proudly boasted of being as popular with grandparents as they were to young hipsters. If that sounds at all weird, please listen to this and see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cd has a tenuous beauty and sadness to it-- both frail and rough. Probably one of my top 10 records of all time. I played the hell out of this the year it came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also great by Rachel's: Selenography, Music for Egon Schiele, and The Sea and the Bells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7937918161385620876?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7937918161385620876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7937918161385620876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7937918161385620876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7937918161385620876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/rachels-systemslayers.html' title='Rachel&apos;s- Systems/Layers'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nw3iG3uUXBc/TTX0DQUlBBI/AAAAAAAAA00/SEl7FXukPNU/s72-c/rachels_systems.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1390600838422006085</id><published>2011-02-16T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:48:03.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cut and paste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop music'/><title type='text'>Broadcast and the Focus Group- Investigate Witch Cults of the Radio Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cdn.pitchfork.com/media/broadcastfocusgroup200.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gzgejyzbx4z"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?gzgejyzbx4z&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This starts off sounding like Os Mutantes in the 1960s, but by the time you reach the end of this cd, you'll feel like you're listening to Cut Chemist's paranoid doppleganger on acid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This entire cd was probably made without touching a musical instrument, and as always, sounds best through a pair of headphones. The first track will make your mom happy, and the last track will make your mom want to send you to a therapist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1390600838422006085?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1390600838422006085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1390600838422006085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1390600838422006085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1390600838422006085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/broadcast-and-focus-group-investigate.html' title='Broadcast and the Focus Group- Investigate Witch Cults of the Radio Age'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-8923781776342297551</id><published>2011-02-15T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:27:36.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woods music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faraway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><title type='text'>Grouper- Dragging a Dead Deer up a Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/typerecords_site/covers/55/type038lpcover_medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/typerecords_site/covers/55/type038lpcover_medium.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?4okmxp57rcvmxoy"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?4okmxp57rcvmxoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grouper is apparently the work of one woman, Liz Harris, who has made a few other albums. This is my introduction to her. The songs are disarmingly quiet, reverb-y, and slow. But they don't necessarily feel sad or disdainful as you might expect. They tend to feel warmer, maybe even indifferent, and always pretty far off. It's a great soundtrack for feeling a bit introspective or kind of "off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended for a good mid day nap with the windows open and a good breeze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/typerecords_site/covers/55/type038lpcover_medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-8923781776342297551?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/8923781776342297551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=8923781776342297551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8923781776342297551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/8923781776342297551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/grouper-dragging-dead-deer-up-hill.html' title='Grouper- Dragging a Dead Deer up a Hill'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6926702788191413894</id><published>2011-02-15T09:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:07:39.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new classical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polished'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensemble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classical'/><title type='text'>Clogs- The Creatures in the Garden of Lady Walden (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/3/9/8/5/clogs_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/3/9/8/5/clogs_cover.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?7q0am23d6v78wdd"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?7q0am23d6v78wdd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clogs is a "new classical" group that takes a very weird approach to making music. They are a little like Rachel's, where you feel that you could show the cd to the sweet metalhead who lives down the lane, your traffic cop, or your grandma, and all would be equally enthused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that this is actually members of The National (Bryce Dressner, at least), who tend to dip in a lot of chamber music. Also featuring Sharon Worden of My Brightest Diamond, who sounds much better here than on her own music. Sorry, Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cd has really grown on me-- haunting, minimal, strange, quiet, and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially recommended if you've ever been interested in acoustic instruments, vocal harmonies, choral music, jazz, weird pop stuff (like St. Vincent or Deerhoof), and feeling as if you're very cultured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely recommended for fans of Colleen, Bjork, your local Byzantine choir, and renaissance music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6926702788191413894?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6926702788191413894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6926702788191413894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6926702788191413894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6926702788191413894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/clogs-creatures-in-garden-of-lady.html' title='Clogs- The Creatures in the Garden of Lady Walden (2009)'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7691065631150025063</id><published>2011-02-15T09:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:40:30.645-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamaica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doo wop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reggae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ska'/><title type='text'>Bob Marley, Pete Tosh, and Bunny Wailer- Trenchtown Days: Birth of a Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://image.kazaa.com/images/25/074646358825/Bob_Marley_and_The_Wailers/Trenchtown_Days_The_Birth_Of_A_Lege/Bob_Marley_and_The_Wailers_Featuring_Peter-_3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ajj1sy790kq20d9"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ajj1sy790kq20d9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now before you go lighting that 7am "cigarette," I am going to cut you off and say that Bob Marley, Tosh, and Bunny started their career as a vocal trio singing what was between ska and doo wop. And for all the haters--You might think you hate reggae, but I still invite you to give this a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also-- 7am "cigarette"? Shame on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound here is closer to the American 45, and Bob is one of three voices. I prefer that. The songs are about breakups, partying, dancing, and of course the classic "One Heart." Though here, it sounds more like a song the Flamingos would sing. Here, Marley sounds more like Sam Cooke than the he did on Exodus or Burnin'.&amp;nbsp;All the songs are also really solid-- sweet and a little bit pungent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice that I give album credit to all three boys and not just megalomaniac Marley. Tosh and Wailer should get some credit for making this sound so nice, before they were sidelined by Bob's ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7691065631150025063?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7691065631150025063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7691065631150025063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7691065631150025063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7691065631150025063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/bob-marley-pete-tosh-and-bunny-wailer.html' title='Bob Marley, Pete Tosh, and Bunny Wailer- Trenchtown Days: Birth of a Legend'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-4944861429712168553</id><published>2011-02-15T08:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:00:13.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cave singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar jam mania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiddle'/><title type='text'>The Golden Fleece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-45fQ9rUYeDA/TVqGeJFnLbI/AAAAAAAABA4/0-yxdpP2mqY/s1600/golden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-45fQ9rUYeDA/TVqGeJFnLbI/AAAAAAAABA4/0-yxdpP2mqY/s200/golden.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?x3f7e7wds5eu7u4"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?x3f7e7wds5eu7u4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Of all the albums I have posted so far, this is probably the most mysterious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Fleece is songs from&amp;nbsp;two Georgian ethnic enclaves, Abkhazia and Muslim Adzharia. The music is difficult to describe, oscillating between major and minor keys, instrumentation, and vocal styling. Some of it is an all out Vocal Belt-Fest (a'la American gospel music), and then dips into harmonic and drone-based fiddling. Some of it sounds like it could be guitar tracks from Animal Collective or Devandra Barnhart songs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-45fQ9rUYeDA/TVqGeJFnLbI/AAAAAAAABA4/0-yxdpP2mqY/s1600/golden.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-4944861429712168553?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4944861429712168553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=4944861429712168553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4944861429712168553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4944861429712168553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/golden-fleece.html' title='The Golden Fleece'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-45fQ9rUYeDA/TVqGeJFnLbI/AAAAAAAABA4/0-yxdpP2mqY/s72-c/golden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6402580118839987975</id><published>2011-02-08T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T13:42:38.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrumental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant-garde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber'/><title type='text'>Bang on a Can All Stars- Music for Airports</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.rateyourmusic.com/album_images/b14444325cbb57a2e130e3275fada0ae/118501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://static.rateyourmusic.com/album_images/b14444325cbb57a2e130e3275fada0ae/118501.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?d2vuu97kb8h2m9f"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?d2vuu97kb8h2m9f&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you have lived (quite successfully) under a log for the past several decades, you've gone through a period of really liking Brian Eno's &lt;b&gt;Music for Airports. &lt;/b&gt;The story is that while he was hospitalized, he became fascinated with sounds that blended into the environment. That is apparently an amazing idea, though Eric Satie had a very similar idea a good hundred years before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress. So there is a "New Chamber Group" or however they describe themselves, named Bang On a Can All Stars (i won't judge you for judging the name. Yuck.) who likes to cover music by people who will never appreciate their efforts (e.g. Brian Eno and Richard D. James). They turned this extremely discreet music into something sort of dynamic, to be played live by 8 or 9 musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound pessimistic, but the actual recording is pretty nice. If you are at all familiar with Eno's original, this is an interesting listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please, BOACAS: new name, or at least new album art. Yuck.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6402580118839987975?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6402580118839987975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6402580118839987975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6402580118839987975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6402580118839987975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/bang-on-can-all-stars-music-for.html' title='Bang on a Can All Stars- Music for Airports'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1771264952311957812</id><published>2011-02-07T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:40:47.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychedelic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar jam mania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><title type='text'>Tame Impala- Innerspeaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.pitchfork.com/media/innerspeaker200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://cdn.pitchfork.com/media/innerspeaker200.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?iyvg4t0ejin"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?iyvg4t0ejin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there is a lot of hype around an album, it certainly falls into the "Hipper-than-thou" category, and therefore makes me exercise extreme caution. This is multiplied 10x when Pitchfork gives it a raving review (which for Pitchfork, means more than 6 out of 10. Bastards).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into Innerspeaker based on the recommendation of a good friend, and i have to say: Pretty-Damn-Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that made me really excited was a line that eMusic used to describe it: "It sounds like what the Beatles would have sounded like if they were around long enough to hear Yes." When the cd starts up rightaway, i thought, "Holy crap, they got John Lennon to sing on it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fans of either George Harrison or John Lennon might get really wistful to hear this MetaBeatles band, and Innerspeaker does sound like it could have come out of that time period. It's really weird in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly, highly recommended. Listen with earphones!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1771264952311957812?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1771264952311957812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1771264952311957812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1771264952311957812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1771264952311957812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/tame-impala-innerspeaker.html' title='Tame Impala- Innerspeaker'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2366244433005817759</id><published>2011-02-02T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:11:04.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual'/><title type='text'>Oumou Sangare- Moussolou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUmBHDCpgQI/AAAAAAAABAE/iCtBIs70zKg/s1600/moussolou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUmBHDCpgQI/AAAAAAAABAE/iCtBIs70zKg/s200/moussolou.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ntnmnt5q88hgxz5"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?ntnmnt5q88hgxz5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to pronounce &lt;b&gt;Oumou Sangare&lt;/b&gt;'s name. I don't know where she's from, I don't know what she's singing about, I have no idea how old she is, and I have no idea who is on this record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me say this: &lt;b&gt;Holy cow&lt;/b&gt;. What a voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this cd if you want to hear one of warmest, most infectious, powerful, most passionate voices you have ever listened to. Whatever she is singing, she really means. The music is amazing, but she could sing against the clanging of 14 dish washers and I'd still listen. Her voice stands out against anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Isaac passed this on to me, and is probably somewhat sad that I am not passing on a better bio. Sorry, Oumou. But damn, do i love your cd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2366244433005817759?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2366244433005817759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2366244433005817759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2366244433005817759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2366244433005817759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/oumou-sangare-moussolou.html' title='Oumou Sangare- Moussolou'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUmBHDCpgQI/AAAAAAAABAE/iCtBIs70zKg/s72-c/moussolou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-1548290197662611434</id><published>2011-02-02T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:06:18.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastoral'/><title type='text'>Animal Collective &amp; Vashti Bunyan: Prospect Hummer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUmAiZN3AGI/AAAAAAAABAA/9YXQZF1yQa8/s1600/prospect_hummer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUmAiZN3AGI/AAAAAAAABAA/9YXQZF1yQa8/s200/prospect_hummer.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?xclu1cs51ekw5sy"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?xclu1cs51ekw5sy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Animal Collective&lt;/b&gt;? Now, they're cool, but can we be honest and say they're pretty overrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vashti Bunyan&lt;/b&gt;, on the other hand, is SOOO legit that she eats Panda Bears and Avey Tares for breakfast on her farm out in the woods where she gathers mushrooms and smokes wild "ragweed" and howls at the moon while shearing her own sheep with a razor that she sharpened on her own teeth. She's the real deal-- put out one kick ass album in the '60s titled "Just Another Diamond Day" and called it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's all give almighty thanks to AC for bringing Bunyan out of retirement, but shame on them for not extending credit to her and naming the album after themselves. No worries-- i will correct their arrogance by co-crediting this short EP, which is a real gem. It's pretty stripped down by AC standards, but still holds a kernel of their weirdness. And Bunyan's voice blends really well, and actually fares well against all this. Not all singers could be featured on an AC album and still shine through with a lot of personality. Kudos, Vashti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think: ethereal, strummy, reverb, delicate, kind. This is a fantastic cd for a summer day at your table, eating a vegan meatloaf with a tall wheat beer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-1548290197662611434?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/1548290197662611434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=1548290197662611434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1548290197662611434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/1548290197662611434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/animal-collective-vashti-bunyan.html' title='Animal Collective &amp; Vashti Bunyan: Prospect Hummer'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUmAiZN3AGI/AAAAAAAABAA/9YXQZF1yQa8/s72-c/prospect_hummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2182363250179435643</id><published>2011-02-01T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:51:19.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocal harmonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamber'/><title type='text'>Dirty Projectors &amp; Bjork- Mt. Wittenburg Orca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUgZ8aalCVI/AAAAAAAAA_0/mkquRKHC9ZM/s1600/dp_bjork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUgZ8aalCVI/AAAAAAAAA_0/mkquRKHC9ZM/s200/dp_bjork.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?4qo24epevcb4x2g"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?4qo24epevcb4x2g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with this guy who ended up wearing polyester suits to school every day his Junior year of high school, right around when he started sporting some bleached hair and very angular sideburns. Part of this new persona consisted of listening to music that his sister handed down to him, which he tried to like, but then became disinterested in. He passed them along to me.&amp;nbsp;I wish i could say that i had a revelation, but it was years until i fully appreciated &lt;b&gt;The Beach Boys&lt;/b&gt;- "Pet Sounds" and &lt;b&gt;Bjork&lt;/b&gt;- "Debut," which were two of the cds he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a few years, and a friend played Bjork's "Homogenic" at her house. That WAS a revelation, and Bjork was the bee's knees for a few solid years. I loved how she destroyed her voice on every song and sounded ready to fall apart. I enjoyed her a bit less as Drawing Restraint came out, and it was downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! A few years later, I discover the amazing and incredibly weird &lt;b&gt;Dirty Projectors&lt;/b&gt;, who somehow cradle chamber music, art rock, and 80s R&amp;amp;B. Oh yeah, they're weird. Then, they make a cd with Bjork about whale sighting off a mountain in California, and luckily for us all, it's absolutely beautiful. Weird, wobbly, perfectly delivered, and full of idiosyncratic sounds. To me, it sounds like whales swimming, which is about perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little guilty for putting it up here, since the proceeds from the album go to support National Geographic. It's like robbing from Ghandi. Eh. What are you gonna do...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rather shoddy live recording:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFdZH9R1n-4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFdZH9R1n-4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As a side note, my two year old son LOVES this cd. Take that, all you lame-ass library folk singers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2182363250179435643?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2182363250179435643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2182363250179435643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2182363250179435643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2182363250179435643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/dirty-projectors-bjork-mt-wittenburg.html' title='Dirty Projectors &amp; Bjork- Mt. Wittenburg Orca'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUgZ8aalCVI/AAAAAAAAA_0/mkquRKHC9ZM/s72-c/dp_bjork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2457102325681117491</id><published>2011-02-01T09:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:51:57.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting-it-on-music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><title type='text'>Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions- Through the Devil Softly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUgaQfUKXbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2J8g8q2rrpo/s1600/Through-The-Devil-Softly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUgaQfUKXbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2J8g8q2rrpo/s200/Through-The-Devil-Softly.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hbfi43tz1z4csiq"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?hbfi43tz1z4csiq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine from Ohio introduced me to Brit-pop, shoegazer, and noise rock at the same time, and I can safely say that I was the only kid in Tuolumne County who knew of Blur, the Catchers, Mazzy Star, the Vaselines, Belly, the Breeders, Slowdive, My Bloody Valentine, and Elastica. That was a special time when i could hear Nirvana, Mazzy Star, Green Day, and the Flaming Lips on commercial radio. &lt;i&gt;Commercial radio!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing &lt;b&gt;Mazzy Star&lt;/b&gt; recorded ever touched the magic of "Fade Into You," which is okay, since that is still an unworldly single. But years later, when Hope Sandoval made a solo album with My Bloody Valentine drummer &lt;b&gt;Colm O'Ciosoig&lt;/b&gt;, I paid attention. "Bavarian Fruit Bread" is still one of my favorite records, that sounds as fresh now as it did ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Through The Devil Softly&lt;/b&gt; is perhaps one small step below BFB, but it's still an uncanny and eerie record. Her "Is-she-singing-on-key-or-not" delivery still makes me weak in the knees, and the reverb-y instruments (from autoharp to twangy western guitar) makes such a weird juxtaposition that somehow works perfectly. It's a perfect cd for the dead of winter when it's dark and murky out. It's an album full of doubts, questions, and hauntings. And that makes it awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album will still sound amazing ten years from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2457102325681117491?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2457102325681117491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2457102325681117491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2457102325681117491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2457102325681117491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/02/hope-sandoval-and-warm-inventions.html' title='Hope Sandoval and the Warm Inventions- Through the Devil Softly'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUgaQfUKXbI/AAAAAAAAA_4/2J8g8q2rrpo/s72-c/Through-The-Devil-Softly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5759520311330046516</id><published>2011-01-31T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T10:33:49.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canadian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Rural Alberta Advantage- Hometowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUbSnzQPKpI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_UTyMcPJ0Ok/s1600/the_RAA-hometowns.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUbSnzQPKpI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_UTyMcPJ0Ok/s200/the_RAA-hometowns.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?iujv5ydu15r9iwt"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?iujv5ydu15r9iwt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember in the early 2000s when everyone was gaga for Neutral Milk Hotel? Nothing really touched Aeroplane Over the Sea, and they pretty much dropped out of public view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rural Alberta Advantage, for better and for worse, is reminding a lot of people of those years. RAA has the sonics and raw energy of a lot of NMH's songs and almost captures that magic. The singer is often described as a "non-singer," someone who puts energy over phrasing, or other things that "singers" apparently think about. Seems a little bit like a derisive complement, to me. But then again, I like Fugazi as much as i like Nina Simone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Their lyrics aren't quite as jarring or imaginative, but there is something very immediate and punk about the simple delivery of each song. Imagine AOTS without the horns and religious reference, and you'd have a pretty good idea of what they sound like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5759520311330046516?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5759520311330046516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5759520311330046516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5759520311330046516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5759520311330046516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/rural-alberta-advantage-hometowns.html' title='Rural Alberta Advantage- Hometowns'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUbSnzQPKpI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_UTyMcPJ0Ok/s72-c/the_RAA-hometowns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-7600349393982800876</id><published>2011-01-31T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T10:20:29.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headphones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art-rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Women- Public Strain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUbRti0fjWI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HytqXNcnixY/s1600/Women-Public-Strain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUbRti0fjWI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HytqXNcnixY/s200/Women-Public-Strain.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?8yfmqd2wcls4ycf"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?8yfmqd2wcls4ycf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend turned me on to Women's "Group Transport Hall," which i covered for a performance about jeggings. The song is really great-- weird, wobbly, beautiful, and catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Strain could be described that same way. It has that uncanny element to it, where you recognize and don't recognize the music. It goes from sounding strident to blissful, and makes me feel like i'm underground looking at cathedrals when i listen to it. I read that it felt more like an "album" than most cds, and sounds best (*surprise surprise) when listened to on headphones. If you play it through speakers at work, like i did, people will just glare at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended for fans of Deerhoof and Slowdive or Aaron Martin. *A disclaimer: it took at least 3 listens for me to really like this, which I think is a sign of a great album. One of my favorite discoveries of this new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-7600349393982800876?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/7600349393982800876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=7600349393982800876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7600349393982800876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/7600349393982800876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/women-public-strain.html' title='Women- Public Strain'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUbRti0fjWI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HytqXNcnixY/s72-c/Women-Public-Strain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6392216263182843798</id><published>2011-01-27T15:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T15:23:47.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feedback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>St. Vincent- Actor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUHPhzGSWeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/J3S9CGSmRRw/s1600/st-vincent-actor-album-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUHPhzGSWeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/J3S9CGSmRRw/s200/st-vincent-actor-album-art.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3yqdtb7gz9zspru"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?3yqdtb7gz9zspru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Probably a commonplace name at this point, but I am still really impressed by this album. I was especially impressed to learn that Annie Erin Clark (aka St. Vincent) wrote and arranged the CD, right down to the drum beats (which is contrary to the average singer-songwriter who simply writes tunes on a guitar, then has the pros come in and flesh them out until they sound like solid songs). She's more of a composer, in the classical sense, than a songwriter. But she's still composing songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an other-worldliness to some of her melodies, and they are sung in a delicate, lilting voice that is really strong. When singers like Bjork or Janelle Monae are able to impress by their sheer range and emotional range, St. Vincent does the opposite-- she impresses by possessing an incredible voice but refusing to show it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty theatrical, which turns a lot of people off. But i definitely appreciate the comprehensive approach: music, image, lyrics, production, execution. One could also call her narcissistic, but eh... what singer-songwriter isn't, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth listening to, and recommended for fans of left-of-center indie pop songwriters, or fans of Sufjan Stevens, My Brightest Diamond, Neko Case, et al.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6392216263182843798?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6392216263182843798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6392216263182843798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6392216263182843798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6392216263182843798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/st-vincent-actor.html' title='St. Vincent- Actor'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUHPhzGSWeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/J3S9CGSmRRw/s72-c/st-vincent-actor-album-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-4787730395095066631</id><published>2011-01-27T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T15:04:50.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant-garde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electronica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south american'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Juana Molina- Un Dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUHMHiAN06I/AAAAAAAAA_k/psF_V5fKzEQ/s1600/juana-molina_un-dia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUHMHiAN06I/AAAAAAAAA_k/psF_V5fKzEQ/s200/juana-molina_un-dia.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?an515logjlf6l2v"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?an515logjlf6l2v&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole "single artist making a huge sound by using a looping pedal" phenomenon is pretty big, made popular by Andrew Bird, Zoe Keating, and Imogene Heap. And they're all pretty good at it in different ways. But one of my favorites is &lt;b&gt;Juana Molina&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first two albums often get described as sounding somewhere between soft Brazillian bossa nova and Brian Eno, which is intriguing enough of a description to make me want to listen to a record. But &lt;b&gt;Un Dia&lt;/b&gt;, her third, pulls out all the hush and slaps you in the face with weirdness: layers and layers of noises, vocal ticks, instruments, keyboards, and horns. It's just great, dense, weird, and beautiful. And most importantly, it really kicks-- all solid driving beats, so you don't have to sit and sip yerba matte in your yoga wear with your pretentious yuppie friends while you listen to it on your fair-trade hand-woven area rug. It's acid trip approved, crazy kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to see Molina live at the Southgate House in Kentucky. She played loops with a live bassist and drummer, and of course, it was incredible. Her live set actually blew this recording out of the water, because I was able to see that all these loops on the CD were happening live-- I wouldn't be surprised if this CD had no overdubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I heard through the grapevine that Molina is Argentinian and had a previous career as a comedian?! Even if this is untrue, I love that idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-4787730395095066631?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/4787730395095066631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=4787730395095066631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4787730395095066631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/4787730395095066631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/juana-molina-un-dia.html' title='Juana Molina- Un Dia'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUHMHiAN06I/AAAAAAAAA_k/psF_V5fKzEQ/s72-c/juana-molina_un-dia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5969156560319731502</id><published>2011-01-26T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:40:06.943-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie'/><title type='text'>Thao- We Brave Bee Stings and All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUBGpXj8SkI/AAAAAAAAA_c/DIh3kh28B5U/s1600/thao-nguyen-cover-screen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUBGpXj8SkI/AAAAAAAAA_c/DIh3kh28B5U/s200/thao-nguyen-cover-screen.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?18673kcrsfv5pht"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?18673kcrsfv5pht&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready to throw rocks at me, but i'll go ahead and say it: i have never liked Cat Power. Ever. Besides being pretty inconsistent and self-absorbed, she is responsible for spawning a whole army of singer-songwriters who think that singing off-key and writing boring songs is somehow charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me introduce you to Thao Ngyen. She's often compared to Cat Power, and i guess the vocals have a similarity, but she's far superior. She has personality, a sense of humor, writes great songs, and can rock when she wants to. Plus-- and say what you will about this-- the people who rule the singer-songwriter indie world tend to be white. So to see a Vietnamese American coming in and kicking ass in this genre makes me feel pretty elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a follow-up which is good as well (and has Andrew Bird on it! Oooo!). But for my money, i'll take We Brave Bee Stings and All.&lt;/div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(By the way, i will admit that i like Cat Power's "The Greatest."&amp;nbsp;But mostly because the musicians on it are so accomplished that they could play&amp;nbsp;even MY songs and make them sound amazing.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5969156560319731502?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5969156560319731502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5969156560319731502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5969156560319731502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5969156560319731502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/thao-we-brave-bee-stings-and-all.html' title='Thao- We Brave Bee Stings and All'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUBGpXj8SkI/AAAAAAAAA_c/DIh3kh28B5U/s72-c/thao-nguyen-cover-screen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5606335932663393527</id><published>2011-01-26T11:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:40:23.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neil young'/><title type='text'>Neil Young- After the Gold Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUBKVOkPB3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/x1KX7gIKUeA/s1600/After+The+Gold+Rush.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUBKVOkPB3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/x1KX7gIKUeA/s200/After+The+Gold+Rush.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?8zcgvu8evr15cca"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?8zcgvu8evr15cca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Mr. Young is more likely to appear in a tepid Rom-Com about high school friends falling in love than a rowdy bar. But so many people like it, that it doesn't seem to matter too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Gold Rush is a nice often-overlooked LP that kind of bridges a gap between his quiet folky moments and harder Crazy Horse rock. The first few listens made me think it was really unspectacular. But like a lot of Neil Young's records, it really grew on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5606335932663393527?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5606335932663393527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5606335932663393527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5606335932663393527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5606335932663393527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/neil-young-after-gold-rush.html' title='Neil Young- After the Gold Rush'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TUBKVOkPB3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/x1KX7gIKUeA/s72-c/After+The+Gold+Rush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-5905437242411813791</id><published>2011-01-24T09:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:18:13.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cello'/><title type='text'>Arthur Russell - World of Echo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2R2cka4FI/AAAAAAAAA_U/VFkxVYKmWV4/s1600/arthur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2R2cka4FI/AAAAAAAAA_U/VFkxVYKmWV4/s200/arthur.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?lma6y2g5lak4le7"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?lma6y2g5lak4le7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More involved with artists than musicians, Arthur Russell played cello through a delay pedal and sang with the same reverb and delay. This was in the '80s, far before it was trendy to act shy and play banjos, harps, melodicas, or whatever the hell else people play onstage now. Arthur Russell was the real thing, playing with Allan Ginsberg and basically anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World of Echo sounds like it was recorded in a church. It predates Mark Kozelek, but has similarities to early Red House Painters where he sounded so quiet and shy, you almost felt uncomfortable listening to it. There is something uncanny and beautiful in World of Echo, and I still can't think of many albums that sound like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-5905437242411813791?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/5905437242411813791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=5905437242411813791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5905437242411813791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/5905437242411813791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/arthur-russell.html' title='Arthur Russell - World of Echo'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2R2cka4FI/AAAAAAAAA_U/VFkxVYKmWV4/s72-c/arthur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-3086882504034192158</id><published>2011-01-24T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:26:15.917-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthesizer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant-garde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moog'/><title type='text'>The Well-Tempered Synthesizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2Q31F4WCI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XHdjQuesjjs/s1600/synth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2Q31F4WCI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XHdjQuesjjs/s200/synth.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?x3i5x897d3kgpyg"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?x3i5x897d3kgpyg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been exciting to be a music fan in the 1960s, as there was an "anything-goes" mentality with record pressing. I have found records with yodeling, honky-tonk, children's choirs, puppets, and cricket recordings and they all seem to have been released willy-nilly into the atmosphere with no idea of sales, target audience, or financial concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these funny experiments was made by Wendy Carlos, an accomplished pianist who had an unusual curiosity for the emerging Moog keyboard. Unlike the average wanker, she approached it as a legitimate instrument and made layered recordings of classical compositions, in which she played all of the parts on a differently-styled Moog patch. Surprisingly, they were such a success that she was able to make four different albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Well-Tempered Synthesizer may be one of my favorites since she had honed the process at this point. There is a bit wider range, so that she was branching out from Bach to include Scarlatti, etc. They somehow sound timeless ("classical") and futuristic at once. I can't think of anything happening today that still sounds this fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-3086882504034192158?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3086882504034192158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=3086882504034192158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3086882504034192158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3086882504034192158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-tempered-synthesizer.html' title='The Well-Tempered Synthesizer'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2Q31F4WCI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/XHdjQuesjjs/s72-c/synth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-2424949139946742646</id><published>2011-01-24T09:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:41:26.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal collective'/><title type='text'>Avey Tare &amp; Kria Brekkan - Pullhair Rubeye {REVERSE-REVERSED}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2Qo9Y6ODI/AAAAAAAAA_M/c5Np7SuGW_Y/s1600/pullhair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2Qo9Y6ODI/AAAAAAAAA_M/c5Np7SuGW_Y/s200/pullhair.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?fz2dh34290p2dt3"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?fz2dh34290p2dt3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Collective singer Avey Tare and his wife Kria Brekkan (of Mum) put out what should have been an incredible album of mind-blowing weirdness. Instead, they made a pretty understated, intimate record that is surprisingly gorgeous. But, then they watched a David Lynch movie and, probably while they were high, decided it would be so great to reverse all the tracks so that the entire record was backwards. Amazingly, they still released the cd like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an exercise in patience to listen to the cd all the way through. However, any average joe with a knowledge of Audacity can easily thumb their nose right back and just flip it back to its original direction. Which is what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemens, i present you with "Pullhair Rubeye {Reverse-Reversed}." Please enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-2424949139946742646?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/2424949139946742646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=2424949139946742646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2424949139946742646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/2424949139946742646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/pullhair-rubeye.html' title='Avey Tare &amp; Kria Brekkan - Pullhair Rubeye {REVERSE-REVERSED}'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2Qo9Y6ODI/AAAAAAAAA_M/c5Np7SuGW_Y/s72-c/pullhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-3504092983739057070</id><published>2011-01-24T09:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:19:18.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoegazer'/><title type='text'>Lift to Experience - The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2P6EFXZkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/typwLkD2dns/s1600/lift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2P6EFXZkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/typwLkD2dns/s200/lift.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?wqggbh5a1stgiz0"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?wqggbh5a1stgiz0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the stuff legends are made of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hugely-bearded cowboy who shovels horse shit for a living in north Texas has a thing for shoegazer music. He plays giant spacerock through two amplifiers. One of those amps has a cow's skull drilled onto the top. He enlists another bearded cowboy and a large jazz drummer with big cymbals to create the largest live sound you have ever FELT, let alone heard. Think My Bloody Valentine, only they are all Texan cowboys. And the singer sounds like Jeff Buckley. And their lyrics are a semi-fictional fantasy about Apocalypse where Texas is Mecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They famously signed to Bella Union (run by ex-Cocteau Twins members) and release a double album. Absolutely incredible quality, predictably poor sales. They tour like crazy until a huge tragedy rips them apart (involving a sudden brutal death of one of their wives). They don't reunite, and have dropped off the face of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Texas-Jerusalem Crossroads is their double album that deserves a few listens. It is so well laid out that even the titles of the songs spell out two beautiful sentences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just as was told/ down came the angels/ falling from cloud 9/ with crippled wings/ waiting to hit/ the ground so soft" &amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;"these are the days/ when we shall touch/ down with the prophets/ to guard and to guide you/ into the storm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-3504092983739057070?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/3504092983739057070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=3504092983739057070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3504092983739057070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/3504092983739057070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/texas-jerusalem-crossroads.html' title='Lift to Experience - The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TT2P6EFXZkI/AAAAAAAAA_I/typwLkD2dns/s72-c/lift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817920341599233412.post-6512509853964598264</id><published>2011-01-19T10:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T12:19:47.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iran'/><title type='text'>Mahsha &amp; Marjan Vahdat - Songs From a Persian Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TTb9Gr83gTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/jbar-2cWw8c/s1600/mahsa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TTb9Gr83gTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/jbar-2cWw8c/s200/mahsa.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire/?7pqjlb6m2hcdiqm"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?7pqjlb6m2hcdiqm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This CD caught my eye for whatever reason, and the music ended up being an incredible surprise. Two Iranian sisters recording with a live ensemble of musicians from different countries. Musically, it nearly sounds like two Sade clones singing side by side, with a subtle and sensitive group of musicians. At the risk of sounding cheesy, it's really intoxicating, and the songs oscillate between major and minor keys, which yields an amazing push-pull effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The liner notes were interesting:&lt;br /&gt;"As a part of the attempt to localize the evil of the world, a reduction to a state of stupidity, the US administration has burn marked Iran as an enemy to the West, and a deliverer of terror and fear. This distorted picture of a rich culture bearing people is rarely corrected. It is a paradox that Iran, this garden of beauty and poetry, this pressure cooker of love, is regarded as the most dangerous enemy of the West."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also criticizes Iran's policy of forbidding women to sing in public, but also notes that women in this country of "70 million people will not stop singing whenever they can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them singing live:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZ0PQf_cYcI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817920341599233412-6512509853964598264?l=cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/feeds/6512509853964598264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817920341599233412&amp;postID=6512509853964598264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6512509853964598264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817920341599233412/posts/default/6512509853964598264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmonautfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/mahsha-marjan-vahdat.html' title='Mahsha &amp; Marjan Vahdat - Songs From a Persian Garden'/><author><name>Leiflet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08316153810618950672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/STVNiGODYKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/JHKUV7X0JTM/S220/YuriGagarin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yHCQITLKvxI/TTb9Gr83gTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/jbar-2cWw8c/s72-c/mahsa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
