Desco, look, understand. The last eight compositions of this strange list that I've taken from the sleeve and which Bee Sting ended the year 2010. Happy New Year.
( On Leaving , 2006)
crossed my path is this song by Nina Nastasia at a time when his words exactly matched a situation that had to blend. Playing with the concept the tree house, tells the dazzling sensation of comfort and accommodation that one finds in domestic life shared, while everything else is weak. The breeze that runs through the verses creates swirls of leaves in the chorus with the addition of the piano. "Every night you promised / that would come down to see the friends we met again / But every night I invented an excuse / and I never got off the roof" .
( Crazy For You , 2010)
I think if a number of music sites are just gave this song months before the debut was published over Best Coast is because Bethany Cosentino should be excited about the final mix, knowing that was one of his best compositions so far, and could not wait. Empty beds in the morning and not taken talks "because this is not our agreement" on a part-time rinsed in vocal echoes, with the elegance of the details highlighted in Crazy For You as a dress shirts as from factory.
( ... Off the Bone , 1983)
2010 is for me the discovery of The Cramps, who was going to say after so many years to see them in magazines. 'The Way I Walk' is a terrific example of what I was missing: This cockiness with delay (to be clear: "The way I walk is my way of walking" ), battery of three pieces, a blues riff on life, yes, but you will feel over any while booms in your eardrums down the street (which is what I did, basically, when I visited my mother in the summer and I got bored one night he had no plan).
( The Punsetes , 2008)
And the third was the charm. My third round in the moonlight with Los Punsetes, a July night near the sea, cemented the romance. It was revealed to me how many times he had heard his songs here and there and how I liked more than I had realized. The irreverence and "this is what it is, here you stay if you want 'in' wardrobe 'inflamed my self and I vented for days together, very prettily. "With things like raised / Your telephone is useless / I save the call / I know that you are not ready / (...) Take note of one thing: / when I point it is impossible to fail ". The best: the free fall of the last sentence in the final explosion.
( She Hangs Brightly, 1990)
The pattern is a classic track sung by Hope Sandoval: drums and tambourine timely austere acoustic guitar with its twin sprouting something buried electrical and sensual as the reverb in his own voice that you'd think it comes from the same throat. With his unique talent that comes out victorious from a nostalgic song break-less gloomy than at other times-not be doubted. The amalgam of sensations ranging from denial to resignation, the desire to know without being able to understand and deceptions ranging from the mask to overcome the slight hope to reverse the irreversible sounds here so delicate and seductive anyone out the door leaving her alone.
( The Wishing Chair, 1985)
The band commanded by Natalie Merchant of these groups may seem harmless, authentic pulp juice mixed with water too, nice but not given to juggle without a net, but in its catalog are hiding some parts invoiced with remarkable craft like this rosy 'Everyone a Puzzle Lover', rocked by the mandolin and lower in the mix, the accordion. The letter is written in the mouth of a man who talks to a waitress at the differences between social classes and creaks a little, but it is best to end with a: "He left with a rattle / cough, cough / I took the cup of cold coffee / and a trail of Camel ashes fell to the ground ". Tiny metal shoved the girl.
( Souvlaki, 1993)
Sometimes when I have discover an outstanding group of which I know little but enough to know that interest me, I hear some songs randomly deciding for the aesthetic impression that causes me the title if the word is pretty, or particularly resonates with me or letters that create certain color ranges set in my brain. 'Dagger' means 'Dagger', and drew me. You always imagine how it will play the song by name, but did not suspect his breath sound (spring storms away from other issues of his) and the comparison of knife and wounded two impossible lovers. The knife and the wound are made for each other, but the damage is unavoidable.
( Have One On Me , 2010)
I keep trying to Have One On Me . I get lost in MINUTES, and is not intending to listen to three albums in a row, I have trouble myself with any of them separately. So during the years I've been listening to the songs randomly, and among them the concision of''81 'is earning well above the others. I shall to Newsom I like the scraping on the first disc, but aside from the fact that she is alone with the harp, voice clarity and quality celestial-no-wild indicate that the melody we are in another place. For me, speaks of the "start" and put all your efforts to consolidate that new beginning.
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