In honor of his full pardon by Governor Paterson, here's Slick Rick.
Something a little different this Friday. From my new favorite show on my favorite network (next to TCM) Adult Swim, the inspired Metacolypse (full episodes here). The biggest death metal band in the world, composed of dour, hapless rockers, wander into one epic fiasco after another, every move tracked and manipulated by a diabolical conspiracy. Here, it's nihilistic Murder Face's birthday celebration and he's sulking.
Oddly I'm going to check out Steven Beske's show tomorrow--photographs of death metal Norwegians like this cheerful fellow. In a world gone mad, these macabre rockers are almost cuddly and reasuring.
Vladimir Cosma's score for "Diva" hits a high note with this tentatively romantic interlude, as does the film. On a rainy cold day in New York somehow the rain in Paris looks-and sounds-more desirable. The clip is a bit dark, but you get the drift.
This note about the song from roommate Kyle Hausmann:
Murder Ballads, the Nick Cave's collaborative album which includes "Henry Lee" done with PJ Harvey, was released in 1996, around the same time that the two artists - so says the vague Internet - had a brief but intense relationship. Some accounts claim this was an affair while Cave was with another woman; others do not reflect any infidelity. (It was perhaps Harvey's only relationship known to the public, and may not have been very secretive very long). By all accounts, Harvey ends the relationship, and Cave is devastated.
The the story the lyrics tell, the history of the two singers (whatever that history actually is), and the way the two touch and look at each other...
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Back in the early 90s there was a moment when Vanessa Williams seemed like she was going to go in a sophisticated soul kinda direction with her music-then she had that big hit, and it started going all CD101.9, Josh Groban-y, and then it petered out, and then she stopped making albums. But this jazz version of the Christmas song sounds-and looks-great.