all my bags are packed I’m ready to go
You Never Give Me Your Money
Unfortunately (or is that fortunately ?) the deal with Andy Partridge’s APE record label is dead in the water. Given what I’ve heard I think that’s a good thing.
From A Window
Leave A Light On For Me
Talking about Talking about Come On Feel The Noise
Word reaches me today that a well known radio station plans to play one of Ben’s songs this September.
Stay Tuned.
Talking about Come On Feel The Noise
And here are the results of Saturday’s recording session.
Ben’s first release "Come On Feel The Noise EP" !
At present this is an exclusive for the blog. Ben wants me to set it up so that people can buy his album (see more on the album below) on the internet. Honest – he asked.
Track One is titled "The Pussycat Song". It’s about a pussycat (we think). The lyrics are below. You decide what it’s about and blog it. Me? I’m not sure.
Track Two is titled "Big Sister Blues". It’s not a 12-bar blues, it’s more a 15-bar ode to the challenge of being a boy with big sisters in the 21st century.
2009 Update: those links won’t work any more. Everything was on Ben’s myspace site which myspace decided to delete without notifying me. Bastards. If you really want to hear this stuff just ask.
For those who care : Ben plays a half-size Les Paul copy through a small Marshall 30 watt amp. His vocals were recorded using a Neumann TLM103 through a TLAudio 5051 mic pre-amp. All recorded live to Digidesign ProTools at our home studio. The percussion/drumloops were provided by Propellerheads Reason. Ben chose all the sounds and loops. I just pressed the buttons.
Ben wants to record more tracks for a full album which he hopes to release (that is : give to everyone) for Christmas. Apart from the request to sell it online (!) he has asked Matthew (guitar player in Brush Shiels‘ band) if he could sell it at some gigs. Matthew could have some of the money but of course Ben had to get most of the money.
I think Ben has a future in management…
THE PUSSYCAT SONG
oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
funky dude funky dude
pussy cat pussy cat where are you ? i’m in france
where is he ?
he should be hungry by now
i’m delcious . . . for lasagna
oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
wonder why
wonder why
rock and roll
peace
BIG SISTER BLUES
Yo Yo Yo !
Cool dude Cool dude
my sisters most of the time are good to me
my sisters most of the time are good to me
oh I hate them oh yeah I do
most of the time
I hate you
oh yeah
you are an idiot
GIRLS !
my sisters most of the time are good to me
my song called big sister
sisters are dumb
haha
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Ben spent some time in the studio with me on Saturday. He wrote and recorded (at the same time !) a new song called "Big Sisters". Accompanied by a straight 4/4 provided by Propellerheads Reason.<<<SNIP – go read the original blog !>>>Ben plans to give copies of his album to people this Christmas. You have been warned…Some photos of the other recording sessions we’ve done with Ben.
Like me I’m sure you’ve guessed that pot/420/marijuana/grass isn’t the problem.
This is some scary stuff – I knew a little bit about meth but this is alarming.
Only last week I was offered Amyl Nitrate , openly on sale in a shop in Dublin.
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America’s Most Dangerous Drug – Newsweek Society – MSNBC.com
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Talking about Pure Pop For Now People
Bravo on ‘God Only Knows’
I’d add ‘Never Let Her Slip Away’ by Andrew Gold… call me a soppy twat if you will. Also perhaps ‘Blackbird’ by the Beatles but maybe the lyric doesn’t meet rule#2 (concise).
This has got me thinking.
One of the ingredients that is missing is ‘instrumentation’. You should be able to touch, feel, taste the sound. Witness the french horn in Kate Bush ‘The Man With the Child in His Eyes’
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So begins my quest for the perfect pop song…
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Perfect pop is:
Economical
: The 3 minute confection is the standard
Concise
: There are no labored metaphors, no florid lyrics to obscure the message, no pretentious poetry getting in the way
Single-minded
: Most songs are concerned with love: finding it, keeping it, losing it, aching for it, etc.
Unaffected
: No affectations, no irony, no arch declarations, nothing precious. (I wanted to include Istanbul by They Might Be Giants, but it’s a little too clever for its own good, so no dice.)
Melodious: The hook is everything! And it has to be irresistible.
The song has to possess moments of such sheer beauty that you can hardly stand to listen to it because you think at any moment your heart might burst.
If a perfect song falls in a forest and no one is around, is it still perfect pop? Yes, it’s still perfect pop. This opens the door to a lot of hidden treasures, like Vanishing Girl by Dukes of Stratosphear (XTC’s alter ego band). It is sublimity embodied. It is exactly those lost little ditties that I seek.
The essence of a perfect pop song is two-fold: You can’t bear to hear it end, but you also couldn’t stand one more second of it. Some people will understand this intrinsically. Others may never get it. Perfect pop is ephemeral and elusive but the perfect pop song itself is timeless.
Here’s my list so far:
Let Her Dance by The Bobby Fuller Four
Tears of a Clown by Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
Teenage Kicks by The Undertones
Feel A Whole Lot Better by The Byrds
Go All The Way by The Raspberries
September Gurls by Big Star
Someday, Some Way by Marshall Crenshaw
Couldn’t I Just Tell You by Todd Rundgren
If I Can’t Change Your Mind by Sugar
God Only Knows by The Beach Boys
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