New Bibio and Let's Talk About Steerage from Scotland

Bibio first came to my attention about four years ago on the BRILLIANT Mario Cotto's program, Saturday nights on Los Angeles' public radio KCRW. I don't get a chance to listen to Mr. Cotto very often these days, as I'm usually in bed by the time his show comes on. Anyway, it was on Mr. Cotto's show several years ago that I made a primordial connection with one of Bibio's songs - it was so like I had heard it before, but I had no idea where or when. Here's the song:



Well, after some time I found out that my connection wasn't really to this Bibio song - I don't think it's this that I heard before, I just think that it invokes the same tone as the tracks I know by the band Steerage from Scotland. Unfortunately Steerage is no more - hasn't been for quite some time - and there seems to be nowhere on the web I can embed from. Instead, follow the link below to their last.FM page and check out their marvelously contemplative instrumental music!

http://www.last.fm/music/Steerage

I discovered Steerage on a whim while in Dublin and shopping at the now (tearfully) defunct Road Records, the same place where several years prior to the Steerage-discovering trip I finally found the Damien Frost record I'd been searching for since seeing them at Whelan's.

Both Steerage and Bibio evoke womb-like inner thought from their music and it always sends me into a deeply contemplative mindset - especially like now, when I've probably had too many beers and have been functioning on very little sleep for almost an entire week now. Thus what I'm almost sure is babble by now. Babble babble. Babble. Babbledy babbledy bab.

Now, Babble.

Morgan Page feat. Nadia Ali - Carry Me

Harmony Korine's Spring Breakers

Facts (according to Shawn):

1) Harmony Korine's Gummo is in my top five favorite films of all time. Because of this I see everything he does. It's not all good, but when it's good, it's good.

2) I'm fairly certain James Franco is the next Gary Oldman.

3) Next Friday my friend Michael and I are going to see Spring Breakers. I'm pretty sure it's amazing. I'm also pretty sure it's a lot weirder than the pop elements of it (disney girls going bad, Franco, skrillux, tits) would have the masses believe. I'm pretty sure it's going to alienate some folk.

Drinking and Posting

image courtesy of bythepint.com

what follows is essentially a drunken mix tape. I'm drinking and on little sleep and stream of consciousnessing this - except where I'm totally biting Jason Bentley of KCRW's style, as he's on the radio live from SXSW on LA's public radio KCRW and really playing some AMAZING music. I'm not posting it all here, but I'm reiterating a lot of it while jumping around to random associations my mind is taking me to.

Alien Sex Fiend - Clockwork Banana, Banana Moon

I like a lot of weird music. This is among the weirdest.

Contemplating Swamp Thing, Old and New

Posted an article here on Joup earlier about the end of Scott Snyder and Yanick Paquette's run on Swamp Thing (issue #18 came out this past Wednesday and wrapped it up). This led to me beginning a re-reading of Alan Moore, Steve Bissette and John Totleben's Swamp Thing run from 1984, the run that basically introduced Moore to American comics (thanks to Karen Berger) and changed the industry on this side of the pond, almost single-handedly launching DC's Vertigo line and very clearly inspiring Neil Gaiman's Sandman. While re-reading I came upon this line, both in  the beginning of chapter #6 (originally issue #26). It is BEYOND mastery of language:

"I used to think I knew from fear... I didn't. All I knew were the suburbs of fear... and now here I am, in the big city."

Wow.

Afghan Whigs Joined By... Usher on Stage???

Well, the sound sucks and it would have been great to have a full song instead of this jump around crap, but this is still an anomaly worth posting. I don't care too much for Usher (not at all really, from the little I know. I'm more of a Maxwell guy) but I LOVE the Whigs, so the completist in me is posting this for the other completists out there.