<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:16:31.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'>death to cd's</title><subtitle type='html'>The files posted here are solely for sampling purposes. Do not keep illegal files in your computer. The cops might kick in and anyone who’s heard “Guns of Brixton” knows it’s a real drag.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113457999638121404</id><published>2005-12-14T14:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:06:36.390-02:00</updated><title type='text'>how will we know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt;' "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zaireeka&lt;/span&gt;" was certainly the most megalomaniac and self-indulgent album ever released, spanning four separate CD's that had to be played simultaneously in groups of two, three or, preferably, four. Not only synchronizing the multi-disc playback proved to be quite hellish but, alas, just being able to find four stereos was already a damn difficult task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back then - the record hit the shelves in 1997 - it seemed that Wayne Coyne had definitely lost the plot, especially because the music contained in "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zaireeka&lt;/span&gt;" was distinctively awkward, even by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lips&lt;/span&gt;' odd standards. Now, with the benefit of hindsight, it looks like this album was a decisive step in their musical development, which was crowned by the fantastic "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoshimi battles the pink robots&lt;/span&gt;", their most accomplished record yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, back to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zaireeka&lt;/span&gt;": technology is a wonderful thing and now you no longer need four stereos to play it properly. So go forth and enjoy a stereo mix of the sixth track of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zaireeka&lt;/span&gt;", the rather good - yet maddening - "&lt;a href="http://www.sendover.com/44U8-6I-HJ92"&gt;How will we know? (Futuristic crashendos)&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's what Wayne himself had to say about this track:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CAUTION: CDs No.1, No.3, and No.4 contain extremely high and low frequencies that can cause a person to become disoriented, confused, or nauseated. Each speaker contains a high and low frequency. CD No.1’s frequencies are 20hz and 14khz. CD No.3’s frequencies are 10hz and 14khz. CD No.4 contains 7hz and 10khz. These tracks should NOT be listened to repeatedly at high volume. Make sure infants are out of listening range. This track should not be listened to while driving. CD No.2 contains the “ear friendly” part of the composition, it has a normal frequency range…The reference for this song is the untrue urban myth that goes something along these lines: “being exposed to extremely high and low frequencies at high volumes for extended periods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of time has some strange psychological side effects – though their hearing was temporarily impaired, the participants reported feeling as if they could  predict the future”..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113457999638121404?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113457999638121404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113457999638121404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113457999638121404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113457999638121404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-will-we-know.html' title='how will we know?'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113449888484830177</id><published>2005-12-13T16:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:34:44.856-02:00</updated><title type='text'>los hermanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loshermanos.com.br"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los Hermanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are my favourite brazilian band (of all time, probably). At some point in the future I'll write a proper, more elaborated post on them, because they're renewed the brazilian musical scene in many ways - both artistically and comercially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For now, here's a track off their fourth album, the aptly named "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quatro&lt;/span&gt;". It's called "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paquetá&lt;/span&gt;" and, even though it's hardly representative of their musical output, it's one great little ditty that evokes hazy, sunny sunday afternoons. Rodrigo Amarante sings with luscious nonchalance over a backing track that mixes and matches latin salsa, brazilian popular music and pop. Upon listening to this is nigh on impossible to imagine that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los Hermanos&lt;/span&gt; started out as some sort of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Clash&lt;/span&gt;-meet-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Antonio Carlos Jobim&lt;/span&gt; punk rockers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Download: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los Hermanos&lt;/span&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://www.sendover.com/3H1Q-TG-VJ97"&gt;Paquetá&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113449888484830177?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113449888484830177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113449888484830177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113449888484830177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113449888484830177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/los-hermanos.html' title='los hermanos'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113445357173037959</id><published>2005-12-13T03:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T03:59:31.736-02:00</updated><title type='text'>spongebob and patrick confront the psychic wall of energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While we all cross our fingers in eager anticipation hoping that the &lt;a href="http://www.flaminglips.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;' forthcoming 2006 album will be every bit as good as the wondrous "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoshimi battles the pink robots&lt;/span&gt;", here's a track by Wayne &amp; co featured in the soundtrack of the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0345950/"&gt;Spongebob Squarepants movie&lt;/a&gt;. It's actually pretty damn nice and zany, as you'd expect from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lips&lt;/span&gt;, much in the same vein as the stuff on "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yoshimi&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download: The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt; - "&lt;a href="http://s41.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=28Z5TXBA34RF02C5OFFPM0FVOZ"&gt;Spongebob and Patrick confront the psychic wall of energy&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Patrick, you see, I'm growing a mustache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And though I know I must ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Does it really make me look like a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Spongebob, being a man is just a tough job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope you're picked to be the best spongebobs ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Working like a dog at the Krusty Krab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now wait a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think we hit a wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think we hit a psychic wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe we're just young and we won't know 'til we're old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too young to free ourselves from this lonely fish bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some kind of wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some kind of psychic wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some kind of wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Some kind of psychic wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can get a burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Come on, let's find a way to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not like Plankton, he will never be satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Always complaining about his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To his computer wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You think he would've found by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To be sought as a king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We don't need a burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113445357173037959?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113445357173037959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113445357173037959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113445357173037959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113445357173037959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/spongebob-and-patrick-confront-psychic.html' title='spongebob and patrick confront the psychic wall of energy'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113445187972395773</id><published>2005-12-13T03:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T03:31:19.730-02:00</updated><title type='text'>attention deficit disorder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com"&gt;Allmusic&lt;/a&gt; calls them "restless sonic chameleons". The mp3 blogosphere champions them as inventive and nutty. So I raised a suspicious eyebrow and gave the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiery Furnaces&lt;/span&gt; a try. I sat down, closed my softly-focused brightly-colored little eyes [har har!] and listened to their sophomore album "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blueberry boat&lt;/span&gt;".  About twenty-minutes later I smashed my CD  player to smithereens  with a sledgehammer.&lt;br /&gt;Really, what is there to like about this band or, at the very least, about this album? This is isn't a "breakneck tour through different kinds of music", as Allmusic puts it. Actually, wait a minute, it is, only it's absolutely no good.  How many times can you shift the melody and the harmony within a single song? How many musical genres can you play out in three minutes? Well, really, who cares? This is pure artifice; just a silly gimmick. Music that wants to be liked for its own cleverness, which can only be obnoxious. They never develop properly their melodies, coming up with them and then throwing it away like spoiled brats. Definitely a post-modernist's wet dream, but hardly my cup of tea. It's cold. The vocals and lyrics are trying to hard to be witty and brainy. The sonic palette isn't even that original or charming to begin with. All tracks seem to blend together in a hellish mess.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blueberry boat&lt;/span&gt;" isn't a 'difficult' album. It's just trying real hard to be. Beneath all the flashiness, there's no substance. It's just like that kid at school who wore unmatching clothes because he wanted really bad to be eccentric but always failed to impress anyone and just ended up being an accountant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113445187972395773?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113445187972395773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113445187972395773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113445187972395773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113445187972395773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/attention-deficit-disorder.html' title='attention deficit disorder'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113445039720062838</id><published>2005-12-13T02:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:14:07.556-02:00</updated><title type='text'>it runs in the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Originally released way back in 1972, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil Young&lt;/span&gt;'s rather good "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harvest&lt;/span&gt;" can be considered in many ways the great-grandfather of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wilco&lt;/span&gt;'s splendid "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A ghost is born&lt;/span&gt;". Both albums definitely carry the same genes, with weary, mellow country-tinged rock. Sure, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A ghost is born&lt;/span&gt;" has the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neu!&lt;/span&gt;-ish motorik of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiders (kidsmoke)&lt;/span&gt;" and offers more crunchy rawk moments, but in essence there's the same vibe throughout both records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harvest&lt;/span&gt;" is still the most popular &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neil Young&lt;/span&gt; album to date, featuring ubiquitous songs such as the tear-jerking "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The needle and the damage done&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heart of gold&lt;/span&gt;". My favourite pick off that record though is the album opener, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Out on the weekend&lt;/span&gt;", which bears a bit of a ressemblance to "At least that's what you said", as both are moody pieces, with an all pervasive melancholy and weariness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Download:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Neil Young&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;a href="http://www.sendover.com/8KB7-1V-N3SH"&gt;Out on the weekend&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113445039720062838?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113445039720062838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113445039720062838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113445039720062838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113445039720062838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-runs-in-family.html' title='it runs in the family'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113442882037508536</id><published>2005-12-12T21:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:07:00.376-02:00</updated><title type='text'>out: wordpress; in: blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From now on this blog will be hosted at Google's very own blogger.com, as you can see. In case you missed it, this is the blog formerly located at &lt;a href="http://deathtocds.wordpress.com"&gt;http://deathtocds.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;. There are some old posts there, so you might want to check it out, but from now on the only page being updated will be this one.&lt;br /&gt;Please update your bookmarks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113442882037508536?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113442882037508536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113442882037508536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113442882037508536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113442882037508536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/out-wordpress-in-blogger.html' title='out: wordpress; in: blogger'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19811298.post-113442661476941751</id><published>2005-12-12T20:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:03:34.693-02:00</updated><title type='text'>new order, "turn"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still haven’t gotten around to compiling a proper &lt;em&gt;best of ‘05&lt;/em&gt; list, but I’ve been devouring just about every list other fellow mp3 bloggers are publishing. The albums and tracks picked are refreshingly varied, even though &lt;strong&gt;National&lt;/strong&gt;‘ “&lt;em&gt;Alligator&lt;/em&gt;” &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/strong&gt;‘ “&lt;em&gt;Illinoise&lt;/em&gt;” have become all-around favourites among the community; however I couldn’t help to notice that &lt;strong&gt;New Order&lt;/strong&gt;’s “&lt;strong&gt;Waiting for the Siren’s Call&lt;/strong&gt;” has been conspicuously absent from most end-of-year polls. Alas, scrap that: it’s even worse, they are nowhere to be seen (and I’ve checked over 30 lists so far). Now, that’s appalling and puzzling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the siren’s call&lt;/em&gt;” was &lt;strong&gt;New Order&lt;/strong&gt;’s triumphant return to form. Whereas “&lt;em&gt;Get Ready&lt;/em&gt;” tried to hard to sound like the &lt;strong&gt;Primal Scream&lt;/strong&gt;-meet-&lt;strong&gt;Oasis&lt;/strong&gt;, this album sees them cherishing the gorgeous melodies and dancefloor-friendly beats they’re best known for without ever losing that ragged rock edge. It feels more organic than the overproduced sounds of “&lt;em&gt;Get Ready&lt;/em&gt;” too: that record sounded like a band who was trying real hard to be &lt;strong&gt;New Order&lt;/strong&gt;. “&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the siren’s call&lt;/em&gt;“, on the other hand, sounds like they &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; they’re bloody &lt;strong&gt;New Order&lt;/strong&gt; and they’re very comfortable with that. It’s more relaxed and spontaneous and personal. Bernard Sumner’s voice has such a lovely and charming frailty that goes perfectly with the jangly guitars, the moody synths and Peter Hook’s trademark bass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Strong tunes, the occasionally goofy lyrics (”You had the brightest future / Writing songs on your computer”), organic synth lines: a classic &lt;strong&gt;New Order&lt;/strong&gt; album, you could say, and definitely their best since the unparallaled greatness of 1989’s “&lt;em&gt;Technique&lt;/em&gt;“.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, &lt;a href="http://www.sendover.com/2B7V-WW-W2FU"&gt;today’s download&lt;/a&gt; is the standout track of this album, the utterly brilliant “&lt;a href="http://www.sendover.com/2B7V-WW-W2FU"&gt;Turn&lt;/a&gt;“. Pay special attention to the guitar riff during the intro and the heartfelt lyrics (and Bernard’s deeply moving vocals). One of my favourite songs of 2005; this is everything a pop record should sound like.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19811298-113442661476941751?l=deathtocds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/feeds/113442661476941751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19811298&amp;postID=113442661476941751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113442661476941751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19811298/posts/default/113442661476941751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deathtocds.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-order-turn.html' title='new order, &quot;turn&quot;'/><author><name>death to cd's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10690270957357339826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
