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A lesson in performance

Stealing other blogs' ideas

The sterling Old Rope blog has recently been discussing great song intros, and WHTB couldn't resist the opportunity to nab the idea and post a personal favourite. Who could forget this timeless classic?

Squirrel Song - Shellac:

On occasion, rock'n'roll has been known to produce artists whose schtick is schlock - yer Alice Coopers, yer Marilyn Mansons, whatever. Invariably they have been lambasted by well-meaning (but ultimatey idiotic) pressure groups as evil, sinful or corruptive. Lord knows what these groups would make of Shellac's 1000 Hurts album, which opens with a prayer to the lord to kill his cheating wife and her partner. The cuckolded Steve Albini - not reknowned for the cheeriest of music at the best of times - positively spits abuse all over the record, but it's best summed up with the savage, disjointed riff that opens Squirrel Song, and his caustic, venomously ironic narration over the intro: "This is a saaaad fuppin' song... be lucky if i don't bust out cryin'...". Then Todd Trainer's monstrously loud drums tear into the speakers, and for one brief moment it sounds like rock'n'roll could actually be powerful enough to summon demons. It can't, of course, but that brief moment sure is exhilarating.

Sentences You Don't Often Hear In Work #5

"Don't donkey-punch me!"

Sentences You Don't Often Hear In Work #4

"...But he also talks to animals."

Pegasuses XL - The Antiphon

The first time I put this record on I thought it was a crock of shit. Crystalline but familiar synth sounds of yesterfuckinmillennium plus agonised yelping and blah blah blah. After a few more spins, I’m still not convinced that it ain’t a crock of shit; for all I know that may be the whole point. But what I do know is that it tears my guts out and lays ‘em down on the tarmac in nightmarishly weird new forms that’d make HR Giger vomit up his cornflakes, and I want more. It’s puke ugly and blood violent, yet strangely beautiful, like a chemical burn in the shape of a snowflake. It’s blowing my fucking mind.
(Ernest Jenning Recording Co.)

Sentences You Don't Often Hear In Work #3

"Do you know what this reminds me of? When Noah built that ark. Do you remember that?"