Wild Beasts- Koko, Camden- 4/03/2010
Girls. Boys. Drinking. Love. Fighting. Crying over that lost love again.
Although now quite comfortably (actually, is anyone comfortable during The Great Freeze of 2010?) into the next decade, it’s still cool to talk about the last decade of music. And if it’s not cool, then hopefully we get away with being so uncool that we’re actually quite cool. And if that doesn’t happen, then I don’t want to be cool anyway. Where am I? Yes. Albums of the decade. The latest one is written by Morgan Meaker and her choice is Fur and Gold by Bat For Lashes. What follows are her lovely thoughts and words on said album:
Another late one here, which I’d like to point out is through no fault of out very prompt guest writer but because I ate so much over the festive period my lap was too round to balance a laptop on. Dom Gourlay, who pens for sites like drownedinsound and contactmusic has been a great help and inspiration to the cock team over our few short years and we’re very pleased to finally be displaying some of his work. So without further ado I’d like to present his top ten records of the decade.
The latest album in our best of the decade series is undoubtedly a masterpiece and the way it carved itself an alarmingly unique and powerful corner within music will surely make it one of the most talked about albums for years to come.
The latest album of the decade is one released this year and one which has deservedly featured on presumably all the best of 2009 lists you could possibly want to strain your bloodshot eyes at. It is the third studio album by Grizzly Bear, Veckatimest, and is written about here by Sam Travis…
I’m not exactly sure of the name of the job our fifth guest writer Simon Morley does at labels Full Time Hobby and Hassle but what he does is to find original and exciting new music and sell it to you people. Basically his job is to love music and without his fine work you wouldn’t be able to go into a shop and buy records by the likes of Tubelord, School Of Seven Bells and White Denim. I’d of been pretty disappointed if none of our guest writers decided to write about Kid A by Radiohead so a huge thanks to Simon for stepping up.
Not content with eating cheese and doing the washing up, my Christmas holidays have already led me to write a blog post on a couple of bands and artists I’ve been sweating happiness over recently. These guys aren’t particularly new and have no real string of affiliation connecting them, other than they’re all absolutely fantastic and should get on with 2010 like a house on fire. Ya dig?
The Recession, 9/11, The Internet, Terrorism, George Bush, July 7th 2005, Big Brother, Reality Television, Social Networking, Celebrity, Tony Blair, Online Shopping, The First Black President, The Smoking Ban, I-Pods, Borat, Banksy, Chavs…
In no chronological or logical order, these are just some of the things that the decade dubbed “the noughties” may be remembered for.
Atlas Sound/Cargo/15.11.09
It used to be well known that the success of a show involving Bradford Cox depended entirely on the musician’s fragile mood. However from the word go tonight seems to almost pinpoint the moment he fully transitions from tortured artist to wholesome entertainer. The show opens with ‘Quick Canal’ his beautifully ambient duet with Stereolab’s Laetitia Sadier and the pair swap laughing glances as they are joined on stage with an eight year old ‘interpretive dancer with a future’ .
The Noughties- Spotified
Here at Cock Towers, we are planning some pretty epic and mouthwatering content devoted to this past ten years of music. It’s gonna be good. I don’t want to tempt fate, but do they do awards in blog-centric coverage of a decade in music? If so…better start writing a speech.
Anyway, (probably not so) hilarious and fake bravado aside, here is a little precursor of our real barrage of posts which will come soon. See this Spotify playlist- made up of some of the best bands and songs to grace our ears this decade- as a small taster. Not quite foreplay to the main event, but more like a sultry look from across the room and a little lifting of the skirt to show some leg which, hopefully, will get your metaphorical hard ons going.
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