November music
Posted by: Mike Sae on 04 November 2002
November so far:
The aforementioned Buck 65, Square is my first exposure to this rapper from Nova Scotia. This 4 track LP isn't an easy listen, but it's quite extraordinary if you give it a chance. The songs are 15 minute collages and have an epic feel; the tracks invoke emotions from belligerence to melancholia. Someone in his crew is probably a classically trained pianist. Not wholly original, as there is a whiff of Del Tha Funkee Homosapien here. At any rate, it appears "Prog Rap" has finally come upon us and Halifax is its epicentre.
The new Sigur Ros AKA, "their new one" is about as pretentious as its booklet. I've only heard it once through, and have no desire to give it another go. I think I'll be trading my tickets for the Theivery Corp show.
If that wasn't bad enough, Hooverphonic presents Jackie Cane is utter, utter crap. It's supposed to recount the career of one Jackie Cane, but who cares; the songs are full of pop cliches and cottage cheese. There must be some kind of irony at work here, but it's certainly beyond me. The only interesting thing here is their new Blo-Pops flute.
This is so awful I don't know what to make of it. I'm thinking of sending an old fashioned letter to Holland demanding my 19.99 back.
Hooversound is over.
David Bowie, Heathen
Lovely album. It's good Bowie, what the hell else is there to say?
Cake Comfort Eagle or, "hey wow, I never knew John McCrea and Dr. Dre were homies". This fusion of West Coast g-funk and alt-rock is hilarious, in a good way. Fun. Probably deserves to be played in the car with friends rather than a nerd's lonely Naim system.
The aforementioned Buck 65, Square is my first exposure to this rapper from Nova Scotia. This 4 track LP isn't an easy listen, but it's quite extraordinary if you give it a chance. The songs are 15 minute collages and have an epic feel; the tracks invoke emotions from belligerence to melancholia. Someone in his crew is probably a classically trained pianist. Not wholly original, as there is a whiff of Del Tha Funkee Homosapien here. At any rate, it appears "Prog Rap" has finally come upon us and Halifax is its epicentre.
The new Sigur Ros AKA, "their new one" is about as pretentious as its booklet. I've only heard it once through, and have no desire to give it another go. I think I'll be trading my tickets for the Theivery Corp show.
If that wasn't bad enough, Hooverphonic presents Jackie Cane is utter, utter crap. It's supposed to recount the career of one Jackie Cane, but who cares; the songs are full of pop cliches and cottage cheese. There must be some kind of irony at work here, but it's certainly beyond me. The only interesting thing here is their new Blo-Pops flute.
This is so awful I don't know what to make of it. I'm thinking of sending an old fashioned letter to Holland demanding my 19.99 back.
Hooversound is over.
David Bowie, Heathen
Lovely album. It's good Bowie, what the hell else is there to say?
Cake Comfort Eagle or, "hey wow, I never knew John McCrea and Dr. Dre were homies". This fusion of West Coast g-funk and alt-rock is hilarious, in a good way. Fun. Probably deserves to be played in the car with friends rather than a nerd's lonely Naim system.