<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979</id><updated>2010-02-17T16:02:49.444Z</updated><title type='text'>Lying in the Long Grass</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/atom.xml'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-6327059427288755879</id><published>2010-02-17T16:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:02:49.452Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steely dan'/><title type='text'>Aja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Back in 1985, I was in New Zealand for five months, and during that time, my music collection was constrained by my travelling and so I had my Walkman and a few (very few) cassettes. One of them was a pre-recorded &lt;i&gt;Steely Dan&lt;/i&gt; tape with &lt;i&gt;Gaucho&lt;/i&gt; on one side and &lt;i&gt;Aja&lt;/i&gt; on the other.  As a result, this album is associated in my mind with five months of sunshine and a holiday romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not all of this is down to what I was doing when I listened to the album -- I don't think that, for example, &lt;i&gt;Unknown Pleasures&lt;/i&gt;, would have felt so sunny -- but the music itself is bright and clear and spacious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irish school goers of a certain age will also enjoy the hidden meaning behine the line '&lt;i&gt;Pe(i)g, it will come back to you&lt;/i&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-6327059427288755879?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/6327059427288755879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=6327059427288755879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6327059427288755879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6327059427288755879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/aja.html' title='Aja'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-7467057717883631047</id><published>2010-02-16T22:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:43:21.199Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the kings of leon'/><title type='text'>Aha Shake Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>I was too busy when this was on to listen to it, so I have nothing to say(Frackin' internet connection was up and down like a yoyo while I was remote desktop-ed into a customer's machine).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's high energy stuff. Lyric that caught my ear: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;girls are gonna love the way i toss my hair, boys are gonna hate the way i sing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-7467057717883631047?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/7467057717883631047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=7467057717883631047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/7467057717883631047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/7467057717883631047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/aha-shake-heartbreak.html' title='Aha Shake Heartbreak'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-6337653972916413319</id><published>2010-02-16T18:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:57:59.804Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate bush'/><title type='text'>Aerial - A S(ea|ky) of Honey</title><content type='html'>Two for the price of one...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Bush has a powerful voice and has produced some amazing songs. On these/this album(s) there aren't any stand out tracks but while there isn't a song of the calibre of &lt;i&gt;Running Up That Hill&lt;/i&gt;, the whole feels very coherent. The only false note struck is the unfortunate fact that the name &lt;i&gt;Bertie&lt;/i&gt; is forever sullied for me (and many others) and I cannot easily hear that name along side the lyric '&lt;i&gt;you bring me so much joy and then you bring me more joy'&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I'd say that &lt;i&gt;Sea&lt;/i&gt; is better than &lt;i&gt;Sky&lt;/i&gt;, but maybe if I listen to them the other way around, I'd feel different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-6337653972916413319?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/6337653972916413319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=6337653972916413319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6337653972916413319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6337653972916413319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/aerial-seaky-of-honey.html' title='Aerial - A S(ea|ky) of Honey'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-6444222091974687145</id><published>2010-02-16T15:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:38:54.797Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='various artists'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Afropea 3: Telling Stories to the Sea</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure I've ever listened to this before. I bought it because it had David Byrne's name on it -- it's distributed by his 'world music' label, &lt;a href="http://www.luakabop.com/"&gt;Luka Bop&lt;/a&gt; -- and I like his &lt;i&gt;Rei Momo&lt;/i&gt; album very much. So guessing this might be a bunch of sources or inspiration for that, I took a chance. But I didn't follow through and actually listen to the thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pretty good. I've no idea what they're singing about (I thought &lt;i&gt;Amor De Vino&lt;/i&gt; was about, you know, drinking, but it turns out to be &lt;i&gt;Amor Divino&lt;/i&gt;, which I guess is a more serious thing...) , but it's very cheery. My feet are tapping and my fingers drumming on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another lucky punt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-6444222091974687145?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/6444222091974687145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=6444222091974687145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6444222091974687145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6444222091974687145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/adventures-in-afropea-3-telling-stories.html' title='Adventures in Afropea 3: Telling Stories to the Sea'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-6447234210810764241</id><published>2010-02-15T22:11:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:32:18.180Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the smashing pumkins'/><title type='text'>Adore</title><content type='html'>Sorry Billy, this is a little dull. The track that holds most interest for me (&lt;i&gt;Ava Adore&lt;/i&gt;) sounds like &lt;i&gt;Barrel of  a Gun&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Depeche Mode)&lt;/i&gt;. Which is fine, but I prefer their song. It picks up a bit towards the end (&lt;i&gt;Shame&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Behold! The Nightmare&lt;/i&gt;) being noteworthy, but too little in the 72 minutes required to get through it all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe there's a great 45 minute album in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-6447234210810764241?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/6447234210810764241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=6447234210810764241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6447234210810764241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6447234210810764241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/adore.html' title='Adore'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-5334712950076390786</id><published>2010-02-15T19:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:25:26.152Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon spencer blues explosion'/><title type='text'>Acme</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;This is &lt;b&gt;Blues Power&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't lie. I bought this because Wynona Ryder was in the video (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/No_Disco"&gt;No Disco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;RIP). It is, however, fun -- charting a course somewhere between &lt;i&gt;Green on Red&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/i&gt;. So as an impulse buy, I got lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(does the phrase &lt;i&gt;I lucked out&lt;/i&gt; mean I was lucky or I wasn't?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-5334712950076390786?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/5334712950076390786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=5334712950076390786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5334712950076390786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5334712950076390786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/acme.html' title='Acme'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-5982238677948165871</id><published>2010-02-13T15:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:27:54.269Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>Achtung baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;And here is one of the aforementioned Lanois produced albums. The album where U2 went away and 'dreamed it all up again'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed this is different from what went before, but from my current perspective it suffers from over familiarity. As usual with a U2 album there are some crackers (&lt;i&gt;One, Mysterious Ways, Until the End of the World&lt;/i&gt;) and some dross. I can't get excited about &lt;i&gt;Zoo Station&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;The Fly&lt;/i&gt; despite their billing as game changers and as the album drags to its conclusion, it's all a bit lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-5982238677948165871?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/5982238677948165871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=5982238677948165871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5982238677948165871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5982238677948165871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/achtung-baby.html' title='Achtung baby'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-4217627309316388335</id><published>2010-02-12T22:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:13:56.558Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Lanois'/><title type='text'>Acadie</title><content type='html'>From one Canadian to another...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Lanois is know more for his collaborations with others that his own work; but this, his first solo album is perfectly fine. Faint praise, I'm afraid. While it's all very pleasant, it certainly isn't enough to make me buy any of his subsequent albums, although I do have others that he produced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too much soul and no guts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-4217627309316388335?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/4217627309316388335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=4217627309316388335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/4217627309316388335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/4217627309316388335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/acadie.html' title='Acadie'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-7194910475446092917</id><published>2010-02-12T21:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:22:06.823Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kd lang'/><title type='text'>Absolute Torch and Twang</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I forget how happy music can make me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notwithstanding that many of these songs are narrated by sad people, they're just so durn nice to sing! Maybe I have an inner country singer struggling to get out. Or maybe it's the tunes, or the lyrics (in time for the 14th of Feb: &lt;i&gt;I might not be all you want, but it's all you get, it's me.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you over think the whole thing (as I feel I must do in order to fill this space), you could criticize the crisp, precise production, but really, that would be unfair. Yes, the band sound like they know what they're doing, but isn't that what we want? We don't always want &lt;i&gt;The Fall&lt;/i&gt;, often we just want to sing and feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, as I type this, Ms. lang closes the album with a song about beating children, so it's not all puppy dogs and posies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-7194910475446092917?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/7194910475446092917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=7194910475446092917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/7194910475446092917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/7194910475446092917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/absolute-torch-and-twang.html' title='Absolute Torch and Twang'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-6613787256509813908</id><published>2010-02-09T22:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:51:51.671Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badly Drawn Boy'/><title type='text'>About a Boy</title><content type='html'>Forget the movie, we're here to talk about the music.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Er. Not as good as &lt;i&gt;The Hour of the Bewilderbeast&lt;/i&gt;; better than &lt;i&gt;Have You Fed the Fish?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like when he brings in the swirling three-four time waltz-y stuff, but there's nothing on this album that I can name. Or hum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick Hornby had a lot to say about one of the songs in his book &lt;i&gt;31 Songs&lt;/i&gt; (which I recommend), but he had personal reasons (apart from the obvious).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I take some of this back. I like &lt;i&gt;River, Sea, Ocean.&lt;/i&gt; But he does this better on &lt;i&gt;Bewilderbeast&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-6613787256509813908?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/6613787256509813908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=6613787256509813908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6613787256509813908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6613787256509813908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/about-boy.html' title='About a Boy'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-7784183475579549634</id><published>2010-02-09T21:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:47:56.414Z</updated><title type='text'>Abbey Road (2009 remix)</title><content type='html'>So, here we are again. Somebody told me if you listen very carefully, you can hear Yoko blinking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The remix isn't as drastic as I thought on first listen, but noticeable nonetheless. The guitars seem to have been de-emphasised the most. One might say (uncharitably) that as only the drummer and the bass player are left, what would you expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No harm. I think the other version will remain the canonical version for me, but the difference isn't really enough for me to care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just remembered the first time I heard the whole of the album and looking at the label remarking that &lt;i&gt;Octopus' Garden&lt;/i&gt; was written by '&lt;i&gt;someone called Richard Starkey&lt;/i&gt;'. Well, what did I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-7784183475579549634?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/7784183475579549634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=7784183475579549634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/7784183475579549634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/7784183475579549634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/abbey-road-2009-remix.html' title='Abbey Road (2009 remix)'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-1240101460004702234</id><published>2010-02-08T22:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:46:14.428Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beatles'/><title type='text'>Abbey Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The Beatles&lt;/i&gt;' finest moment? Yes, there's the silly &lt;i&gt;Maxwell's Silver Hammer&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Octopus's Garden&lt;/i&gt; and they mess with a perfect ending with the pointless &lt;i&gt;Her Majesty&lt;/i&gt;, but ... &lt;b&gt;but&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have George's perfect moments, the ending of side one, Ringo's drum solo (and &lt;i&gt;Octopus's Garden&lt;/i&gt; isn't all that bad...), the epic side two medley, the iconic cover....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't have the swirling othery-ness of Sgt. Pepper's but given that they were barely a band at this point, to put together a consistent, coherent, brilliant 47 minutes means that this deserves its place in the top 10 albums of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-1240101460004702234?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/1240101460004702234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=1240101460004702234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/1240101460004702234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/1240101460004702234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2010/02/abbey-road.html' title='Abbey Road'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-1559291725247276562</id><published>2009-11-13T23:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:09:41.444Z</updated><title type='text'>A Toot and a Snore in '74</title><content type='html'>A rambling unfocused recording of a jam session between Lennon and McCartney has a curiosity element. But not much more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly snore; little toot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-1559291725247276562?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/1559291725247276562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=1559291725247276562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/1559291725247276562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/1559291725247276562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/11/toot-and-snore-in-74.html' title='A Toot and a Snore in &apos;74'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-4021682021172268592</id><published>2009-11-10T17:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:57:01.911Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coldplay'/><title type='text'>A Rush of Blood to the Head</title><content type='html'>Overplayed and over familiar. Like Dire Straits before them, going rapidly from eminently likable to crushingly dull.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I like &lt;i&gt;Clocks&lt;/i&gt; and others, so nyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-4021682021172268592?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/4021682021172268592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=4021682021172268592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/4021682021172268592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/4021682021172268592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/11/rush-of-blood-to-head.html' title='A Rush of Blood to the Head'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-5441456271959624871</id><published>2009-09-09T23:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:14:12.183+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>A River of Sound</title><content type='html'>Phillip King's documentary about Irish music was interesting (as far as I can remember it) despite being pitched at the non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;irish&lt;/span&gt; market (we don't need to be told what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gaeltacht&lt;/span&gt; is). The music holds up well too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a bit ambivalent about Irish music -- I like it well enough, but it can be a bit repetitive. This collection avoids that and has enough diversity to keep your interest. Although one less Micheal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;O'Sullabhain&lt;/span&gt; here or there wouldn't hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-5441456271959624871?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/5441456271959624871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=5441456271959624871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5441456271959624871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5441456271959624871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/09/river-of-sound.html' title='A River of Sound'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-8669914834546856893</id><published>2009-09-07T23:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:33:44.916+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post-punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>A Post Punk Primer</title><content type='html'>Filled with nuggets of "new wave" goodness from &lt;i&gt;Japan&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Monochrome Set&lt;/i&gt; and others, this is a little slice of musical history from the time between the &lt;i&gt;Sex Pistols&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Duran Duran&lt;/i&gt;. As with all compilations there's wheat and chaff, but this has enough roughage and sustinance to go around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-8669914834546856893?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/8669914834546856893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=8669914834546856893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/8669914834546856893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/8669914834546856893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/09/post-punk-primer.html' title='A Post Punk Primer'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-4274353213912758323</id><published>2009-09-06T13:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:21:44.628+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='van morrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>A Period of Transition</title><content type='html'>The title indicates that this was not where Van was or where he wanted to be and I guess that accounts for the slightly non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;committal&lt;/span&gt; feeling of this album.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pleasant enough, and by no means the worst of his albums, but the best thing you can say about it is it's no too interruptive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-4274353213912758323?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/4274353213912758323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=4274353213912758323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/4274353213912758323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/4274353213912758323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/09/period-of-transition.html' title='A Period of Transition'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-3629327009853659521</id><published>2009-09-06T12:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:10:21.747+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>A Map of the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;... by Blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a neglected gem. Pop songs from a time when pop was not a dirty word. I haven't listened to this for some time, but since I have, much of it has has been happily lodged in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Albums that have more than three notable tracks are candidates for notability in their entirety and by this measure &lt;i&gt;A &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Map...&lt;/i&gt; is notable indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-3629327009853659521?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/3629327009853659521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=3629327009853659521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/3629327009853659521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/3629327009853659521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/09/map-of-universe.html' title='A Map of the Universe'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-6494521444662988454</id><published>2009-08-30T23:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:18:55.712+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flaming Lips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>A Collection of Songs Representing an Enthusiasm for Recording...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;... by Amateurs - The Flaming Lips 1984-1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that this is the first time I've listened to this, but it was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the tracks are covers but I don't know the originals well enough to know how faithful or experimental they are. Other tracks feel nice and familiar but not obviously stuff I've heard before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff that falls into the latter camp is usually a good mental 'fit' -- music that aligns with some internalised Platonic ideal I have for music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the songs are too experimental for my taste and the fact that these lurk towards the end of the CD lead me to believe that this would have been better on vinyl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-6494521444662988454?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/6494521444662988454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=6494521444662988454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6494521444662988454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/6494521444662988454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/08/collection-of-songs-representing_30.html' title='A Collection of Songs Representing an Enthusiasm for Recording...'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-3099331491315662723</id><published>2009-08-29T18:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:52:53.295+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arrested Development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>3 Years 5 Months &amp; 2 Days in the Life of</title><content type='html'>I wish I had the intellectual and social wherewithall to place this in the context of Dr. Dre and rappers of that ilk, but I can't. I feel they must be related somehow, but is it just coz theys black?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this album is very much more palatable than 2001 and is played quite a lot around here (owing to the fact that it's near the top of the album list and not likely to offend many).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like &lt;i&gt;Mama's Always on Stage&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Give a Man a Fish&lt;/i&gt;, hokey? Perhaps. But tuneful, and as is becoming more and more obvious, for me the tune's the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-3099331491315662723?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/3099331491315662723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=3099331491315662723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/3099331491315662723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/3099331491315662723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/08/3-years-5-months-2-days-in-life-of.html' title='3 Years 5 Months &amp; 2 Days in the Life of'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-8758496996237634669</id><published>2009-08-29T18:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:33:54.349+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Dre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>2001</title><content type='html'>I bought this around the same time I bought an Eminem album, just to see what all the fuss was about. But I don't like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like some of the tunes well enough -- &lt;i&gt;The Watcher&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Still D.R.E.&lt;/i&gt; being two actual favourites -- but all the bitchin' and niggaz and hos offends me. It may well be that I'm missing the essential irony or something, but I just don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-8758496996237634669?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/8758496996237634669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=8758496996237634669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/8758496996237634669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/8758496996237634669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/08/2001.html' title='2001'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-2706923245524406400</id><published>2009-06-23T23:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:15:20.498+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnny cash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>20 Foot Tappin' Greats</title><content type='html'>I approached this with some caution. I realise that he's a legend and all, but country isn't entirely my thing. However, apart from the cringe-worthy &lt;i&gt;Forty Shades of Green&lt;/i&gt; which gives me hives, it's good stuff. I can't have listened to this much -- if at all -- as some songs were new to me, but the benefit of the greatest hits package can't be gainsayed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't deny there's strong stuff in there and really, '&lt;i&gt;I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die'&lt;/i&gt;, how bad ass can you get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look -- my foot -- it's a-tappin'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-2706923245524406400?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/2706923245524406400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=2706923245524406400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/2706923245524406400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/2706923245524406400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/06/20-foot-tappin-greats.html' title='20 Foot Tappin&apos; Greats'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-474920595577582119</id><published>2009-06-21T15:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:42:02.983+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><title type='text'>1979-91  The Best of ...</title><content type='html'>... &lt;i&gt;Julian Cope and the Teardrop Explodes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has a much better sub-title -- &lt;i&gt;Floored Genius.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man this is a good album, from the opening brass section in &lt;i&gt;Reward&lt;/i&gt; to the grungy guitar on &lt;i&gt;Safe Surfer,&lt;/i&gt; I love every single song. You could argue that &lt;i&gt;Jellypop Perky Jean&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Spacehopper&lt;/i&gt; are somewhat slight affairs, but the sweep of the twenty tracks is wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Cope's eccentricities are on show (especially on &lt;i&gt;Reynard the Fox&lt;/i&gt;) but he's just such a good tunesmith and though he's on the madder side of say, &lt;i&gt;Kate Bush, &lt;/i&gt;he deserves recognition as one of English pop's true originals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely in the top twenty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-474920595577582119?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/474920595577582119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=474920595577582119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/474920595577582119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/474920595577582119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/06/1979-91-best-of.html' title='1979-91  The Best of ...'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-2528958518235083134</id><published>2009-06-21T15:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:28:13.101+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blur'/><title type='text'>13</title><content type='html'>Like most old people I am continually amazed at the passage of time. It's ten years since this album was released -- ten!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The opening track of this thing, &lt;i&gt;Tender&lt;/i&gt;, is one of those songs that's hard to be indifferent about. I like it well enough, but I can see where one reviewer was going when they described it as like &lt;i&gt;Hey Jude&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depending on how you feel you might be disapointed or delighted when that track in no way indicates what's to come. The mild, bland &lt;i&gt;Coffee and TV&lt;/i&gt; aside, the rest is horribly grating and cacophonous. I couldn't even listen to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-2528958518235083134?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/2528958518235083134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=2528958518235083134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/2528958518235083134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/2528958518235083134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/06/13.html' title='13'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1232704004729216979.post-5862555830447550816</id><published>2009-06-11T16:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:43:54.053+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinead oconnor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massive attack'/><title type='text'>100th Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Massive Attack&lt;/i&gt; have a great record in getting great singers on their albums. Shara Nelson, Tracy Thorn, yer one from The Cocteau Twins and, on this, Sinead O'Connor.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinead sings her little heart out on both the best track -- &lt;i&gt;A Prayer For England&lt;/i&gt; -- and elsewhere and in between the beats and grooves trip along nicely. Not as good as &lt;i&gt;Mezzanine&lt;/i&gt;, lacking that album's punch and energy, but will not be relegated to the archive hard disc just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1232704004729216979-5862555830447550816?l=noblame.net%2Flitlg' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/5862555830447550816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1232704004729216979&amp;postID=5862555830447550816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5862555830447550816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1232704004729216979/posts/default/5862555830447550816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noblame.net/litlg/2009/06/100th-window.html' title='100th Window'/><author><name>nickd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10622003415615703280'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>