Axelle/Boris Yeltsin/His Dark Materials
Axelle Red
My favourite Belgian redhead has been around now for eleven years with her brand of French soul, a new album aptly called exactly that is out a the moment. I first discovered Axelle via the song ‘a tatons’ which was doing rather well in 1995, I was on a work placement in a textile studio in Lyon at the time and living in an old weavers apartment and it was one of the few decent songs on the radio - a sweet song about waiting.
It always reminds me of that time in my life, living in a strange city with the most eclectic of people passing through the flat, students, colleagues, and a man who was a gardener by day and then at the weekends lived his life solely within the years 63 – 65, in dress, music and lifestyle.
I also recall there was a fridge (yes, a fridge, a big original American retro one) full of records, which I had hours of fun sifting through.
Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin
Someone still loves you Boris Yeltsin claim to be the third best band on their street, not knowing who the other two are I can’t really compare, but this modesty is further apparent in their music, beautifully heartfelt songs delivered with a schoolboy yearning.
It comes as no real surprise after listening that in fact all the songs contained on the album were written for one particular girl – a former girlfriend of drummer/vocalist Philip Dickey - he says about the Band “We want to write songs that you know no one else can come up with – a song that really matters to one person” Judging by the amount of web attention the band are drumming up it appears to be working.
As for Boris Yeltsin my favourite quote is from US deputy secretary Strobe Talbot who said, during the Clinton years, that “Yeltsin was so drunk when he arrived in the airport in September 1994 that he could barely get off the plane. The same night Yeltsin was staggering around in his underpants shouting for pizza”
MP3: Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin - Oregon Girl
The Subtle Knife - Philip Pullman
The Subtle Knife is the second book in Philip Pullman’s ‘His Dark Materials’ trilogy, which as a whole is by my reckoning the single greatest religious text of our time, the story in itself is a masterpiece of fiction but the underlying message is an uncompromising take on the nature of Christianity, from a deflated God to a reworking of the garden of Eden right through to it’s homosexual Angels. Pullmans writing is staggering; his concept of a Republic of Heaven is one that anyone seeking some sort of enlightenment regarding their earthly situation should read. A powerful work which weaves an incredible story of alternate universes, string theory, visible souls and the nature of the after life makes this far more than a children’s book - it puts Harry Potter firmly in its place as a basic reworking of the Worst Witch books
Now if only someone would have the bravery to do it justice as a film. Apparently New Line cinema have the rights but screenplay writers (Tom Stoppard was one) and directors come and go as the fear of offending bible belt America wards them off.
This aside The National Theatre staged a visually stunning production of ‘His Dark Materials’ which shows that where Cinema fails theatre can still win through.
(Read Unread Reading)
My favourite Belgian redhead has been around now for eleven years with her brand of French soul, a new album aptly called exactly that is out a the moment. I first discovered Axelle via the song ‘a tatons’ which was doing rather well in 1995, I was on a work placement in a textile studio in Lyon at the time and living in an old weavers apartment and it was one of the few decent songs on the radio - a sweet song about waiting.
It always reminds me of that time in my life, living in a strange city with the most eclectic of people passing through the flat, students, colleagues, and a man who was a gardener by day and then at the weekends lived his life solely within the years 63 – 65, in dress, music and lifestyle.
I also recall there was a fridge (yes, a fridge, a big original American retro one) full of records, which I had hours of fun sifting through.
Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin
Someone still loves you Boris Yeltsin claim to be the third best band on their street, not knowing who the other two are I can’t really compare, but this modesty is further apparent in their music, beautifully heartfelt songs delivered with a schoolboy yearning.
It comes as no real surprise after listening that in fact all the songs contained on the album were written for one particular girl – a former girlfriend of drummer/vocalist Philip Dickey - he says about the Band “We want to write songs that you know no one else can come up with – a song that really matters to one person” Judging by the amount of web attention the band are drumming up it appears to be working.
As for Boris Yeltsin my favourite quote is from US deputy secretary Strobe Talbot who said, during the Clinton years, that “Yeltsin was so drunk when he arrived in the airport in September 1994 that he could barely get off the plane. The same night Yeltsin was staggering around in his underpants shouting for pizza”
MP3: Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin - Oregon Girl
The Subtle Knife - Philip Pullman
The Subtle Knife is the second book in Philip Pullman’s ‘His Dark Materials’ trilogy, which as a whole is by my reckoning the single greatest religious text of our time, the story in itself is a masterpiece of fiction but the underlying message is an uncompromising take on the nature of Christianity, from a deflated God to a reworking of the garden of Eden right through to it’s homosexual Angels. Pullmans writing is staggering; his concept of a Republic of Heaven is one that anyone seeking some sort of enlightenment regarding their earthly situation should read. A powerful work which weaves an incredible story of alternate universes, string theory, visible souls and the nature of the after life makes this far more than a children’s book - it puts Harry Potter firmly in its place as a basic reworking of the Worst Witch books
Now if only someone would have the bravery to do it justice as a film. Apparently New Line cinema have the rights but screenplay writers (Tom Stoppard was one) and directors come and go as the fear of offending bible belt America wards them off.
This aside The National Theatre staged a visually stunning production of ‘His Dark Materials’ which shows that where Cinema fails theatre can still win through.
(Read Unread Reading)
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