Archive for March, 2016
Here’s one from ten months ago because when you woke up this morning your first ponderance was surely “I wonder what songs from May last year I should listen to today”
‘Okay’ is the wind in your face as you stand on the Winter coast. It’s a moment that you’re remembering better than it actually was, the lens of retrospect filtering the past so that it appears to encompass all that you wish you had now. It’s too perfect, too picturesque, too gorgeous, because the memory has deteriorated and you’ve glossed over the coarse edges of how things were to end up with a tableau more of your rose-tinted imaginings than any real thing that you’ve experienced. That’s the magic of a song of the kind that Tracy has made. It’s an entirely recontextualizing experience and I can’t wait to see what’s next from the Adelaide native.
Just like Hillary Clinton, I am a patron of the firewall, the great barrier that stands between two opposing forces. The key difference here folks, is that Hillaroo is referring to a figurative, metaphorical firewall whereas I have literally constructed a wall of mortar and brick, doused it in petroleum distillate and lit that thing up like the fourth of July sky. This magnificent, flaming obstruction is designed to keep two titanic properties apart: the behemoth that is the Sound Doctrine Empire and the juggernaut referred to as TEEF Enterprises (my own lovely record label). For the most part, it serves its purpose. I didn’t blog about the Anatole EP and I’ve been notably absent in my coverage of Arthur Wimble since he joined the family. But I’m taking exception here, because this remix that Anatole has constructed isn’t really a TEEF song. It’s the property of the good young men over at Tiny Little Houses, which absolutely still makes it something that I might be biased to push, but I’m hoping that through by virtue of this preface, you’ll go out of your way to make your mind up on the track and be clinical in your analysis. And I’ll say this, the decision to share this one was made all the easier because the thing is an overwhelming monster of a track. It’s a very imaginative and emotional recreation of the Tiny Little Houses original (which it should be noted, was already a fantastic record) and it emphasizes that vocal over all else, pausing for a split second at the one minute mark to remind you of those original elements before returning to the new orchestral tapestry that Jonathan Baker (Anatole) has woven. This could be my favourite record of the year so far and to hell with the firewall.