High Fidelity

As I like making lists of diverse best offs, and as they are usually in my head and no one is much interested to hear someone else’s lists, just for stats, I’ll put mine over here. Guess they will expand with time.

But I am interested to see lists made by others, so just past them into comments.

Here we go:

Richmond Fontaine – Post to Wire

The rest goes randomly:

Drive-by Truckers – Dirty South
Johnny Cash – American albums
Jeff Buckley – Grace
Fleet Foxes – Fleet Foxes
Bon Iver – For Emma, Forever Ago
Nick Cave – The Good Son
Rufus Wainwright – Release the Stars
Giant Sand – Chore of Enchantment
The Pogues - If I Should Fall from Grace with God
Mark Lanegan – I’ll take Care of You
Pulp – Common People
Stephen Stills - Manassas

Van Morrison - Moondance
Sparklehorse - Good Morning Spider
Beck - Odelay
Lemonheads - It's a Shame About Ray
The Jayhawks - Tomorrow the Green Grass
Cat Power - Moon Pix
Lucinda Williams - Car Wheel on a Gravel Road
Palace Brother - There Is No-one That Will Take Care Of You

more to come

Me voyeur

Instead of working, I was wasting my time on Internet. So, just by accident, I have fond the blog of the wife of my “long lost cousin” S.

When we were kids, 5-6 of us cousins were spending a lot of time together, weekends, summer vacations, holidays. S was the oldest one and the only boy, so he was taking over all organisation, activities, joy and torture.

After so many years, I realised that he is responsible for many good memories I have from my childhood.

But, as it often happens in families, with the passing of time, bad influences from bad people, lot’s of difficult circumstances – all we kids finished as adults in different parts of the world and without contact to each other. I did try to get in touch some of them, maybe not enough, but at least it was something. But, unfortunately, without much success.

So I found today S wife’s blog and I could have a glance of their life somewhere far away from where I live. I could see the image of their child. I could know how they are living.

And I had to read it all. And I had to see their pictures.

And it made me happy.

Well, I was always hopping we will all gather around one day, like in Bertolucci’s “Stealing Beauty”, in some huge rented house in the middle of Italy, with all our husbands and wives and children and just hang out together. Who knows?

The Black Devil

I read a story the other day. It says that before the Christmas Eve, a black devil waits for people on a dark road. He jumps on someone’s back and being heavy, he tries to press the person down. Than he asks the victim if he is being heavy and if it admits it and cries in pain, he will suffocate it to death. But if the person refuses to acknowledge the heavy weight and declines the pain, the devil will jump off from its back and let it go.

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The importance of being Mark

I’ll name my next kid definitely Mark. Seems like the “Marks” have a great musical talent – Mark Eitzel, Mark Lanegan, Mark Kozelek, Mark Olson, Mark Hollis, Mark Linkous.

On the other hand, just looking to these Marks, I’m not so sure about the factor of happiness they have. I know it’s a small sample, but the suicide rate is like 16.7% (OK, for the Kurts that I admire is 50%, much higher). And as far as I know, the depression rate is 83.3%! I have to put a lot of effort into remembering some of the Marks smiling. Ever. Well, maybe its all part of the talent they have. You can’t have it all…

Psycho Killer

I’m rediscovering Talking Heads again. There is some ’80 music with value. Not too much, but there is some.

here it goes