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#1 Wilfrid1

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Posted 15 March 2004 - 05:06 PM

Van Morrison, The Healing Game. One of his later albums, but with some great tracks - the title track, The Burning Ground and This Once Was My Life (with Georgie Fame's call-and-response backing vocals) all hold up well.

Also, I have been constantly replaying Polly Harvey's Songs from the City, Songs from the Sea album - far and away her most entertaining work, I think.
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Posted 16 March 2004 - 08:31 PM

Just saw All the Real Girls and I am dying to get the soundtrack. Other than that, Damien Rice has been sitting in the CD player for the last few weeks along with Coldplay and All Songs Considered.
It is better to have beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear.

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Posted 16 March 2004 - 08:45 PM

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Selctions from The front Line

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Posted 16 March 2004 - 09:02 PM

...along with...All Songs Considered.

Pray tell, what is this?
"It seems a positively Quixotic quest to defend food from being used as any kind of social signifier, as if it could avoid the fate of each other component of our everyday lives." -Wilfrid

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Posted 16 March 2004 - 09:07 PM

...along with...All Songs Considered.

Pray tell, what is this?

All Songs Considered.

If you like the looks of it, I think I know where you can get a copy ;)
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#6 omnivorette

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Posted 16 March 2004 - 09:17 PM

There are a few of them...which are the best?
"It seems a positively Quixotic quest to defend food from being used as any kind of social signifier, as if it could avoid the fate of each other component of our everyday lives." -Wilfrid

#7 g.johnson

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Posted 16 March 2004 - 09:50 PM

Selctions from The front Line

Is that the dead cheap (50p?) sampler Virgin put out around 1976?
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Posted 16 March 2004 - 10:06 PM

There are a few of them...which are the best?

I've just been listening to #3. I suspect that they're all good--they're curated by the guy who selects music to run in between pieces on All Things Considered.
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Posted 17 March 2004 - 05:52 AM

Selctions from The front Line

Is that the dead cheap (50p?) sampler Virgin put out around 1976?

It is

Just re-released in the UK

#10 Slapsie Maxie

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Posted 17 March 2004 - 03:21 PM

Songs The Lord Taught us: The Cramps

Made me feel veeery old

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#11 Wilfrid1

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Posted 18 March 2004 - 03:29 PM

In a hostelry last night, I was impressed by the soft soul stylings of someone I am told is called Remy Shade. Further than that, I am informed he is a Canadian and the only white artist on Motown. I said I thought that was R. Dean Taylor, but I only got a blank look.

In fact, his name is Remy Shand, and I see no mention of Motown. You can't always trust cocktail waitresses.
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Posted 19 March 2004 - 11:21 AM

I a lifetime of profound miserbalism, it is nice to seek out those who are even more so

Have been listening to Gilbert O Sullivan's Alone Again ( Naturally )



Alone Again (Naturally)

In a little while from now
If Iím not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what itís like when youíre shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, thatís tough
She's stood him up"
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally

To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well wouldnít do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much, as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me in my hour of need
I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally

It seems to me that there are more hearts
broken in the world that canít be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?

Alone again, naturally
Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears

And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldnít understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally


Probably the funniest song ever written

#13 Wilfrid1

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Posted 19 March 2004 - 03:20 PM

When you start listening to Oh Claire, I shall worry.
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Posted 19 March 2004 - 03:29 PM

Yesterday it was T-Bone Burnett's self-titled CD. You know. The one called "T-Bone Burnett".
ďAnd another thing. You don't have to "move on" either. Not until you're ready. People say, Oh, you should be grateful. They say, Oh, it's time for you to move on. I'm like, What are you, a cop with a nightstick? I'll move on when I'm done playing the blues on my harmonica, thank you very much.

Really, people will tell you all kinds of garbage. Don't believe it.

You don't have to move on until you're ready.Ē

#15 Slapsie Maxie

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Posted 19 March 2004 - 03:39 PM

When you start listening to Oh Claire, I shall worry.

Clair

Clair, the moment I met you I swear
I felt as if something somewhere
Had happened to me
Which I couldn't see, and then
The moment I met you again
I knew in my heart we were friends.
It had to be so
It couldn't be no
But try as hard as I might do I don't know why
You get to me in a way I can't describe
Words mean so little when you look up and smile
I don't care what people say,
To me you're more than a child
Oh! Clair, Clair.
Clair, if ever a moment so rare
Was captured for all to compare
That moment is you
It's all that you do
But why in spite of our age difference do I cry
Each time I leave you I feel I could die
Nothing means more to me than hearing you say
I'm going to marry you
Will you marry me Uncle Ray?
Oh! Clair, Clair.
Clair, I've told you before
Don't you dare
Get back into bed
Can't you see that it's late
No you can't have a drink
Oh! all right then but wait just a bit
While I, in an effort to baby sit,
Catch of my breath what there is left of it.
You can be murder at this hour of the day
But in the morning this hour
Will seem a lifetime away
Oh! Clair, Clair