Ah, that's better. I emailed myself all the songs I've bookmarked since last time. More than forty of them. Since I stopped using Suno I seem to have gone a bit crazy over new stuff. I go looking for it most nights, either before or after I watch My Shows™ .
Don't you hate that expression? "My shows"? I do. I never use it. I think it, though. Is that worse?
Speaking of which, until I realized just how many songs I had stacked up waiting for a turn, today's post was going to be a review of the second season of Hazbin Hotel, which I finished watching last night. That'll probably be tomorrow now but just to give you an idea what I thought about it, I added this T-shirt to my Christmas Wishlist earlier this morning.
Also, it occurs to me that someone may be wondering why, instead of emailing my own bookmarks to myself, I don't just sync Firefox on the laptop and desktop. Or why, indeed, I didn't do that with all my apps and services when I changed PC.
It's simple. I don't like them to be the same. I like them to be different. I like every device - desktop, laptop, phone, tablet - to be an individual. Who am I to tell them they have to be like all the others? Don't they have lives of their own? Dreams?
Well, no, they don't. I'm not delusional. I know they're machines. And it is inconvenient, the way I do it. It would be a lot easier if I had all of them set up to be as similar as possible. I still don't like it, though. So I don't do it. Much.
Enough waffle. We have so many tunes to get through. How am I ever going to choose?
Apple Of My Eye - Aimee Fatale
Hah! Easy! That's a set starter if ever I heard one. There are a lot of Lana clones now - and I mean a lot - but almost all of them behave like she never made an album before Norman Fucking Rockwell. I mean, yes, okay, it is one of the best albums ever made, but still.
Aimee doesn't just do Early Lana. She does Early Demo Lana. Pre Born To Die Lana. That's the era where I started and I miss it so finding this was like a lightning stroke. Obviously I wanted to know if there were more.
Let's Get Married - Aimee Fatale
And there were. Although not many. Aimee is new on the scene. But come on! It's like time slipped. I don't know how long she can keep on mining the vein but I'm here for it while she does. I know it's not the original. It's not even original. But as she says herself...
It Could Be Better (But It's Good Enough)
Aimee Fatale
And that's pretty much all there is of Aimee. When there's more it's a safe bet it'll turn up here.
New Age - Sleepazoid
When the algorithm kicked this up I thought it might be a cover of the Velvet Underground classic. It is not. Bangs though, don't it? I guess you could even say...
She Goes - Girl Group
No? Oh, come on! You've heard worse links on the radio. But anyway...
I Didn't Come Here For Art - Lynks
Did you?
Alright. I'll stop.
There's always at least one band like this on the U.K. scene, with a "singer" who did Eng. Lit at Uni and wants you to know and who mostly talks through the whole thing. I won't name and shame but the irony level in the bit where the poodle with the megaphone leads a chant of "No more try-hard, spoken-word, art-school shit" could split a planet.
Not that Lynks is that band. They're not even a band. They've clearly heard a few, though. A few too many. Haven't we all?
Haruka Kamiko Feat. Paint and Copter
Then again, it could be worse. Your pal could take you to a club to see something like this...
Okay, not the actual dematerialization part. That would be cool. And terrifying. just the band, all dressed in Star Trek drag. That would be even more terrifying!
Wow! We're really getting through these today, aren't we? Must be because I'm talking less than usual. Let's see if I can keep it up.
666999
Arthurnevawakes Ft. R!R!riot & Taco & Billionhappy
That might be the longest artist credit ever. I cut & pasted it from YouTube. Too fricken long to type out, that's for sure. It's a good thing no-one goes into actual record stores and asks for stuff any more. Imagine going into HMV and asking for that. Where would you even start?
Then again, !!! were around when people still bought CDs. It's literally impossible even to look them up on Google using the typography. It comes up "Your search - !!! - did not match any documents." You have to type Chk Chk Chk to get to them.
Weren't we just talking about some people being too clever for their own good?
I Can Talk To Your Voicemail - Colatura
Voicemail. That's another thing I don't like. I use it, all the same. You have to, don't you? I don't want to, though. You could divide the whole world up into things you use that you like and things you don't like but have to use anyway, couldn't you?
No. No, you couldn't. You could say it if you were a radio DJ, though, and people would ring in for hours telling you which pot they'd put which thing in. And that would be another show over and you'd go home and feel like you'd done a good day's work. Or like your life was a bleak, purposeless void. One or the other.
Emails - Hotpants Romance
I'm sorry. Do your ears hurt now? I was going to keep that one to myself, along with a few others I found recently, but it was just such an irresistible segue.
That's only fifteen years old, that video. And the song for that matter. It looks like it was filmed before email even existed. Okay, not before it existed. I know someone's already down in the comments saying how email goes back to the sixties but I mean when people actually started using it. (I had a whole bit here about hunter-gatherers and mammoths but it really didn't work so I took it out. It really is important to know how to edit. Kill your babies and all of that...)
I like email, by the way. Best of all communication systems in my opinion. Well, except talking. Probably.
Young Boys - The Catholic Girls
This is one of the ones I was going to keep to myself. Not the worst of them, either. Very much against my better judgment, here it is. I think this is where I'm supposed to say "It wouldn't be allowed nowadays". This was 1982, too, not the freedom land of the seventies, as Lana would say.
It's also really, really good, as is most of their stuff. I'd never heard of them before. I thought I knew that era and that genre (Herky-jerky avant-garde new wave.) fairly well but there's always something new to discover.
THE TWINS
Flavor Crystals x Suburban Lawns
Like this, for example. I took the order of the title and artist directly from YouTube but it's misleading. The song is Flavor Crystals by Suburban Lawns, the archetype for all herky-jerky avant-garde new wave bands and I believe "THE TWINS" are (Only.) the dancers. I could be wrong. (But I'm not.)
Willow Song - Meels
Remember that guy in the dog hat up above? The one going on and on about how he hadn't come here for art? Well, boy, did he ever come to the wrong place!
She may not sound like it but Meels is in direct line of descent from the Screamers, Suburban Lawns and the rest of the early-eighties arthouse crew. Not so much in her sound but in the way she presents. Half the comments on the YouTube thread for this one are more interested in how the video replicates a lost age of blurry VHS cassettes than they are in the song. I suspect Meels might be, too.
Potbelly Jesus - Whirlybird
Now we're in a country mood, why not?
Okay, I guess I'd better wrap this up now. It's running long even if I'm not saying much.
Teenage Ramble - Lexie Liu
Not that I want get obsessive about views but it is a fascinating subject. Lexie Liu is a pretty big deal. She has more than a quarter of a million subscribers to her YouTube channel. She put this up three days ago, though, and only fifteen thousand people have watched it. That's not even 6%. What does it mean?
Means 94% of people can't take a hint, I guess. Bad luck them.
MOLLY - Ecca Vandal
Now that's what I call dancing!
Pretty sure this isn't about her BFF Molly. Or then again, in a very important way, maybe it is.
I could go on (And on...) but I'd better stop.
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