all things musical
A couple of weeks ago I watched my brother Robert and his wife Lisa perform at an open mic night at Lydia's in town. They sounded good, and I have always wanted to get the skill/nerve to perform in public.
The open mic at Lydia's is very cool too. There are many different genres of music and everyone gets around four or five songs to sing, so the setlists entice you if enjoy the performer and give your ears a break if you do not...
My favourite four albums of 2011 as of May (in alphabetical order) are:
As well, some late music mentions from 2010 to checkout are the eponymous named albums from maximum balloon and black dub
Tressa and I saw John Martyn Martin Sexton play in Saskatoon on February 3rd. It was a good show. I only knew the songs Glory Bound and parts of Black Sheep beforehand, but was impressed. Sexton was much bluesier that I had previously thought and a very solid guitarist. He also has a really good voice...like...you don't even know how good, Vince. You don't even know ; )
It was a fun outing and we discovered that Tressa needs a wagon for her purse. So I welded her one ; )
Recently, I've discovered a classical music program, tempo, on CBC radio 2 (105.5FM locally) that coincides with my drive to work. When it is -30 Celsius outside and I can barely open my eyes, it is a nice transition between sleep and dreams and the real world.
I have always liked classical music - in limited doses - so ten or fifteen minutes a day of increased exposure is perfect : )
Following up on the post of my favorite albums of 2010, here are roughly twenty songs, presented in alphabetical order, to check out from 2010.
*Note* Working on getting this to be a continuous playlist instead of stopping after each song.
I enjoyed this song the very first time I heard it. Good lyrics and melody. This song also has a cool interactive HTML5 video.
It is getting near the end of the year, which means that I am starting to pick my top ten music albums of 2010. Looking for albums I may not have heard yet (but possibly should), I grabbed the twenty KCRW DJ Top 10 Picks of 2010, fed it into a spreadsheet and tabulated the results. I assigned ten points for first pick, nine for second, eight for third, etc. down to one for tenth pick. I also tabulated the raw number of selections.
Tressa and I saw Luke Doucet and the White Falcon play the second of back to back shows (November 3rd and 4th) at Amigos in Saskatoon. It was a fun evening.
The opening band was Sunparlour Players, whom I had not heard before. There opener number was folky and reminded me of mumford and sons or frightened rabbit and so I enjoyed it.
Album Review
Steel City Trawler
Luke Doucet and White Falcon
2010
Rating: 6/10
Well we had to pull on something so we're grabbing at the threads and now the world's unravelin' inside our very heads Glasses smeared with lipstick hungry eyes out in the street Same old bodies moving to the same old beat Had to draw the line Had to draw the line All this talk of hypnotising we can ill afford to give ourselves to sentiment when our time is oh so short Names beneath the lichen on these, cemetery stones There are carnivals of silver fish waiting to dance upon our bones Had to draw the line help me draw the line help me draw the line help me draw the line I've been doubting yours baby I've been doubting mine I've been out of circulation where the sun don't shine I've been doubting fame and wealth, charity, even love itself draw the line I aint saying he's bad baby, I aint saying he's good Merely that he ain't so different 'neath the executioner's hood In the name of liberty, in the name of brotherhood had to draw the line had to draw the line Need to take some pride baby need to take some heart need to take evasive action when the rumpass start Here we are buck naked yeah but where should we begin ? when it's not the flesh we're after but the howlin' ghost within help me draw the line help me draw the line help me draw the line need to draw the line help me draw the line need to draw the line had to draw the line (pack your bags we're going home) (pack you're bags we're going home)
