PETER GABRIEL DHE HOT CHIP RIVIZITOJNE "CAPE COD KWASSA KWASSA" TE VAMPIRE WEEKEND - MUZIKE PERSHTAT ASPEKTIT MENGJESOR TE DITES

Miremengjes!
Kemishe me menge te shkurtra dhe kollare ngjyra marramendese. Vape, vere dhe fllad qe kundermon ere likeri qe shkon e vjen... Duket si ilustrim i nje imazhi ku pozojne djem te pasurish!

Perkthejme "slightly chilly" e "sparkling" ne shqip dhe gjejme fjalet e duhura per te pershkruar kete freski autonome qe ndjehet.
Paul Simon e (po guxoj te fus, edhe pse jo me midis nesh, te madhin Carl Orff) ua bejne me bisht syri. Ju paralajmerova!

XIU XIU - BEAT BEAT ME TO DEATH I SAID IT, SAD PONY GUERILLA GIRL...

"I like my neighborhood I like my gun..."

 

 

Behet fjale per nje periudhe konfuzioni, me te vertete intensive ne lidhje me piken e ekzistences sime, nga nje kendveshtrim pragmatik, te tipit: cfare dreqin jam duke bere une?

Sa stresuese eshte te qenit autoshkaterrues dhe duke e ngaterruar kete me nje ndjenje intesive. Gabimisht!

Madje me shume ngjan me nje brejtje. Ose me nje vdekje nderkohe qe ylberi vizatohet siper ne qiell.

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Pershtypje shoqerojne muziken jo te thjeshte te Jamie Stewart (Xiu Xiu).

 

 

MERCURY REV - SENSES ON FIRE [SNOWFLAKE MIDNIGHT, 2008]

One night, some years before, riding the bicycle, I came across this song in my head...

It was the sound that approached my thoughts for a few minutes, but something lasted more. I felt like I should relief myself from planned issues...

It had put fire on my senses.

No more need for interesting things to say at first moments, just the energy to release in the air. That night, nobody knew what exactly was! 

(No)veteran space-pop-rockers Mercury Rev release their seventhstudio album, Snowflake Midnight, after a three-year gap since 2005's The Secret Migration.

SUN KIL MOON - REZERVUAR PER NETET PA GJUME PASDITEVE TE FTOHTA

Prill (2008); albumi i trete i Mark Kozelek, ish Red House Painters, eshte nje peshtjellim i ngushte memorie dhe kohezgjtaje.

Zgjon te kaluaren (femijerine ne Ohaio), nganjehere ne forme idilike, nganjehere jofunksionale, ku shkalla adoleshent-adult u kepercye mjaft shpejt, me dashuri te humbura te cilat lusin per harrese...

Kujtime qe i rreshqasin gjithckaje, pervecse syrit te mendjes. 

Qasje artistike e mbushur me sentimentalizem te sheqerosur, shoqeruar me ate tignull drone-fushe-country-te-vetmuar. Kenge qe ftojne per nje test; ate te durimit, te shijes se kohes qe iken. Distilim i perkryer i trishtimit dhe keqardhjes. Dhe ne fakt instrumentet jane te perhershmit per kesisoj veprash: ze i plote dhe kitare.

"No, this is not my guitar/ I'm bringing it to a friend/ And no I don't sing/ I'm only humming along/ Up here in the air/ I'm just moaning at the clouds/ Wanting to be known/ While I pass the lonely hours"  

Histori, se per keto behet fjale: histori. Drama personale qe kerkojne pergjigje universale. Prekes ne sfond si ai dielli i zbehte qe nuk ndryshon intensitet pasditeve te ftohta.
Ndoshta muzika e ish-it te Red House Painters ndjell nostalgji ne nje shkretetire te erret (si kopertinat e albumeve!), por a nuk eshte valle kjo ndjenje shenje e mire? Kujtim per humbjen. Drame qe vazhdon pas humbjes, drame i te vetmuarit qe perballet me vdekshmerine.
Perjetesisht.

JUANA MOLINA - MASHTRIME NE LABIRINTIN (FOLK DIXHITAL) ARGJENTINAS

Une dua jo nje grua, dua shume gra, sic vihet re ne shqyrtimet artistike kete muaj... Mirepo, njera ne vecanti me ka mashtruar mire kete muaj; Juana Molina.

Argjentinase (lindur ne Buenos Aires me 1967), kendon me pak ze, gati peshperit polishtresash (vjersha ne gjuhen meme) non-sense ('Un Día').

Folktronike dhome jo kaq e lehte per tu percjelle, efekte instrumentesh plastike (proto-techno), hipnotizimi nga cudia dhe ciklet e zgjatura te vokalit femeror (femijeror!) krijojne ambjent enderrimtar te magjishem, sikur mbeshtjellur ne bimesine e drureve te atij vendi te bukur shtrire ne kontinent...

Dream-pop, folk dixhital si tek 'Dar (Qué Difícil)', quajeni si ta doni, fakti eshte qe kjo muze propozon nje muzike origjinale, shprehese si nje kuader panamerikan, me kaq nuanca saqe te duket vetja sikur je ne nje park lojrash, pasi ke thithur tymin e gjetheve qe indios djegin... Kercime obsesive ('Los Hongos de Marosa'), ku psikika vihet ne prove (shpirti i kohes?) ne saje te zerit qe tregon lirika me nje interpretim abstrakt. 

Gjeni Juana Molina; gjeni eshte gruaja!

YMA SUMAC - DIVE EKZOTIKE, TAVAN I TE CUDITSHMES, MBRETERESHE E FANTASTIKES, VIRGJERESHE E DIELLIT ('GOPHER MAMBO', 1954)

Nje koktej peruvian mjaft i rrezikshem per shendetin beri buje ne vitet '50!
Jo vetem per vecorite zanore (akute) qe ngjallte ne kendim, por sidomos per vetpermbajten fizike e mendore dhe per menyrat e rezervuara ne kercimet ekzotike qe pasonin... Nuk i shpetonte askend dehjes. Te gjithe i bienin nder gjunje ketij kokteji; quhej Yma Sumac.

Diva peruviane e muzikes ethnic/latin/exotic/mambo/jazz/cabaret, e cila me zerin alien (kesaj rradhe nuk kam pershkrim tjeter!), shtangu veshet tona kur e degjuam per here te pare ne nje videoprojektim filmash amerikano-latin...
Endrra erotike neper mbremje xhunglash, teater grotesk me skena gjigante, reputacione tipit 'fuego del Ande'/'virgjereshe e Diellit', bizhuteri te perlyera me mjalte kulturash pre-kolumbiane, kercime hipersensuale, veshje ekstravagante, ze prej gjysme-hyjnie; faleminderit Yma!

DON'T WATCH ME DANCING [LITTLE JOY, 2008]

Duke pritur 'kaseten' e ketij dimri...

JESSICA BACKHAUS - ONE DAY IN NOVEMBER [FOTOGRAF, GERMANY]

JULIANNE SWARTZ'S "VIEWING MACHINES". MACRO-TO-MICRO CONNECTIONS [FOTOGRAF]

THE DAY I HEARD ABOUT JOHNNY FLYNN

How do you feel about becoming an influence, and an icon? Is it daunting or honouring?

I doubt it’s true. If people like the music, that’s nice.

 

Do you keep on top of new music or do you find you’re too busy most of the time?

I don’t see music as something to keep ‘on top of’. I hear stuff that I like…I’m not a geek about it. If I like something I listen to it, whether it’s new or old. I’m generally in a position to see and hear new bands – whether it’s because I play with them or I get recommended stuff from bands I’m touring with.

 

Can you see your sound taking a drastic turn in terms of genre in the future, or will you continue to make country/folk inspired music?

I’ll hold that door open…I don’t consciously go in any particular direction when writing songs – it depends what’s going on up there… [Johnny Flynn in an interview]

 

 

 

HERMAN DUNE - 'MY HOME IS NOWHERE WITHOUT YOU'

"People put pictures of places in frames
I remember someone's face but then I forget their names
I have a book for writing down who I meet and where I'm going to
But my home is nowhere without you

There is nowhere like the ocean to breathe
And the world is wonderful as it is
Now I might try to settle down on some beach in Malibu
But my home is nowhere without you

 

My home is nowhere without you
My home is nowhere without you
My home is nowhere without you
My home is nowhere without you..."

HOME [KINEMATOGRAF, 2008]

French-Swiss writer and director Ursula Meier made her feature debut with this domestic drama about the meaning of home. A family whose house borders an abandoned highway find themselves shockingly surprised when it's suddenly open turning their life into living hell.

Meier explores the meaning of home which goes beyond property with this family refusing to give it up. Meier scored to have Isabelle Huppert reuniting her with Belgian actor Olivier Gourmet, known for his films with the Dardenne brothers, to bring much gravitas to the story...

HAVE A NICE LIFE - 'THERE IS NO FOOD' [DEATHCONSCIOUSNESS, 2008]

The atmosphere is a blend of music, light, sound, weather fronts, the breathing of people, the sounds of pencils scratching.
When I listen to the fuzzed-out soundscapes found on Deathconsciousness I get the sense of the recording of this album. History blends with concept, religion, analog and digital recording, vocals, sound effects, and the things listed in the 70+ page booklet: "an old toy piano Tim found," "a shitty keyboard from the 80s."
I can't help but feel that I'm listening to an album that is perfectly intimate with itself and its environment, atmosphere, or aesthetic, and is well off because of it.

BODIES OF WATER - LULESHTRYDHE FREAK

UJE DO TE THOTE JETE.
I ashtuquajturi ‘album i maturimit’ (A Certain Feeling, 2008) eshte nje koncept qe mund te trembe edhe muzikantet me te trajnuar.

Muzika i pershtatet ne menyre te perkryer nje gjendjeje elegante te brendshme, racionale e te shendoshe emocionale. Flauti, organo e kitare kontribuojne harmonikisht per te ndertuar njelloj mikroklime qe i apelohet psikedelise se fillimviteve ’70 (Mamas and Papas, Jefferson Airplane etj).

Tingulli i tyre eshte me kaq te panumerta referime saqe te shkundin me larmine e kendshme dhe sidomos me ‘jeten e dyte’ te papritur te cdo gjurme deri ne fund.

Zeri si instrument perben rregullin e arte (‘Water Here’).

Bujaria e marreveshjeve orkestrale fton per melodi klasike, te mira per veshin. Edhe pse me plot variacione nervore, mirepret intimitetin me naiv. Nuk fshehin elemente teatral ne kompozime!
Ndjenjat ne proces, horizonte te hapura (gjurme-perla nga freak, balada, folk, psych-rock: 'One Hand Loves the Other') per te qendruar heterogjene dhe per te ruajtuar njekohesisht vlerat e nje koncept-pop-i bashkekohor, nganjehere edhe kompleks.
Dhe ne i ndjekim, si te ishin nje karavan.

Me siguri edhe nje indie-ungjill per muzikante qe nuk duan te perfundojne neper kopertina shume-ngjyreshe cdo fundmuaji.

Te nenvleresuar!
[...]

SINCERE MELODRAMA OF MUSICAL THEATRE
For only four people, they create a choir of voices ('Under The Pines'), filling the small venue with waves of beautiful sound. Their songs are long and meandering, switching time signatures several times before ending, but it never gets tedious; instead, you feel like you're accompanying them on a journey that no one has mapped out yet, but is bound to be filled with serendipity and wonder.

KAMAL HORS (THE DANCE OF THE LUTE, 2008) - WORKSHOP IN ARABIAN AND MOROCCAN MUSIC

MERCAN DEDE - 'GÜNEŞ DOĞUDAN DOĞAR' ('THE SUN RISES IN THE EAST')

Influenced by songs from Istanbul and the Sufi tradition, and adding the ney flute, percussion and, of course, the electronic sounds. The result is a confident and sophisticated set, in which Mercan Dede's beats are never allowed to dominate the impressive instrumental work by his musician...

'DIAMOND STUDDED CASKETS' BY {{{SUNSET}}}

'Every so often there comes a record that stops you dead in your tracks, one that makes you sit up, take notice and soak in each and every note...
Bright Blue Dream (2008) by {{{Sunset}}} is such a record'.

THE SOUND DEFECTS - DOWNTEMPO THRILLER ON THE ROAD

[telling a story] Ana dhe une u ulem ku na thane ne restorant. Porositem vere te kuqe, salmon dhe perime ne avull.

Eshte e veshtire te fillosh te tregosh per nje udhetim ne Nju Jork, pa permendur muziken qe degjohet ne lokalet ne Harlem.

[Downtempo] ('nenkohe'), hip-hop old school (shkolla e vjeter), funky (ritem afrikano-amerikan), kolona zanore per kinematografi te viteve '70 (sot parapelqim i regjizorve tendence Tarantino, Coen, Refn); kater elemente qe pershkruajne kenaqesine qe shoqeron degjimin e The Sound Defects dhe albumit The Iron Horse (2008). Ushqimi alt ben vetem si sfond i pelqyeshem per te marre kurajon dhe per te kercyer ne mes te restorantit me pak drite. (Me pas brandy te stazhinuar) Vellait e motres qe tunden nen ritmet e ngrohta hip-hop i bashkohet dhe qeni i madh verdhosh Anthony!

[thrill] Krye-kuzhinieri fillon e na tregon fotografite e vajzes se tij adoleshente gjysme-te-zhveshur ne iphone per te na treguar sa i hapur eshte si tip! Turistet japoneze e amerikane ulerasin akoma me shume per te porositur perseri alkol. Nga tavolina perballe dy gay nuk na shqisin syte per asnje moment... 

[on the road] Therrasim taksine dhe i drejtohemi periferise se rralluar. Leme qendren me dritat, zhurmen, hipster-at alla-kosmopolitan me veshjet ndricuese nenprere, vajzat me minifundet/shorts marramendese, djemte me cigaret ne goje, veturat qe nxitojne mekot, shtepiaket me qente ne xhiro, te fejuarit qe grinden me ze te larte, te pastrehet qe flejne poshte qiellgervishesave, te zinjte (men) qe vishen me firma fallso... Te gjithe ne rruge keta. Rrofte metropoli!

E te mendosh qe kjo muzike 'e piset' qe luajtur me kohe nga zezaket me mjaft sens humori! Ndoshta eshte muzike vetem per kufje e altoparlante...

Dirty sound makes people dirty!  

[ ps: Flm E. ]

THE PRESETS - THE SURREAL SOUND OF 'AEONS'

[pershtypje post-degjimi 'Aeons']
Shpejt e me shpejt. Shpejt e me shpejt. Cdo qellim i arsyes, dridhje gjymtyresh periferike, kujtime apo thellesisht ndjenja levizin me shpejt se mua keto kohe. Teori kjo. Me kalojne fizikisht perpara syve. Ikin vrullshem.
Nuk zhduken aspak sepse mbeten pergjithmone te pranishem brenda ne trurin e vogel, neper rruget e neuroneve, ne zemer, sidomos! Perpara retines se syrit.
Jam i mbaruar keshtu...
'Aeons' do te thote 'jete', 'pafundesi', miliarda vite nder supe, personifkime te Zotit ne persona, un-et e te gjitheve ne te deleguar, hyjne me fuqi te plota...
Lartesim i qenies qe jemi!



 

'This makes me feel epically dreamy and nostalgic, it's some of the most beautiful electronica i've heard'.

'I feel like I've been hearing this in the back of my head all my life.'

'Sonic orgasm'.

'Magic'.

'A Tangerine Dream track heard by Tuxedomoon'.

'I am in love with this song...'.

 

[post-hearing impressions from 'Aeons'] 

Faster and faster. Faster and faster. Each aim, peripheral limb tremor, memories or deep feelings move quicker than me these days. This is a theory. They pass physically right in front of my eyes. Just go away. But they do not disappear at all because they remain forever present within the cerebellum, the tight streets of neurons and heart, especially! Before the retina of the eye. I'm done this way...  'Aeons' means 'life', 'infinity', billions of years behind one's shoulder, personalization of God in all people, our One's delegated, with full power...   Sublimation of being who we are!

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