this morning I read Medea.  this afternoon I saw an adaptation of Medea.  Vienna's rounding out the day.

I probably would still have my job if I had only stopped with my shoes . . .

Then "1989" by Robert Fripp...then "1999" by His Purpleness...

nah, that's just the food talking

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It was simple prudishness that resulted in this cover quickly being removed off the shelves when controversy struck on the first issue - to be replaced with an awful cover portrait of 4 rough looking characters. (click here) I can't recall how long it took to restore the original cover though - but you couldn't find the original for a few years.

Tiny razor-sharp and needle-like tentacles slowly crawling up your leg.  Your right leg; entrapped by a fallen timber as you walked alone and tripped in the outback of the truck stop while looking for a quick Cruise Hook Up.  Tiny, creeping, slivers of stainless steel mixed with rusty razor blades and the remains of a box full of used infected scalpel blades smashed down to the ceramic floor scattering shining pain everywhere.  Those tentacles are creeping ever so close to your precious Orbs of Delight, now aren't they?  Oh yes, and how fear causes you to freeze so that even the most minuscule scream cannot escape from your tortured throat.  Yes, Hold On To Yourself.  You are all that is left, now.

Goddamn...she's got an spectacular voice.

Another one of his teenage sex obsessed ramblings. Personnally, this guy always seemed like a sick pervert to me. It's amazing how accepting people are of his slimy stories. 1

Actually I could just connect the rating system to the volume control of my player, because I'll automatically crank up the volume on good songs and lower it on bad songs (and mute on sucko-barfo). ...

Very interesting song title, I wonder what it REALLY MEANS...

We hear this every damn day. 

Then again, today's featured new music has been the suck-fests of Okkervil River, The Script, and Conor Oberst.  Maybe hearing this ad nauseam is really the lesser of two evils.

This is the Album of the Century. This supernova two disc opera went to legenary status and bypassed the market and the millions.
"It takes root in every tree..."
Winter 1975. I am a lost college student lost in headphone bliss buried under feet of Upstate New York snow hearing a new world. 

Try The Tossers - I especially like their Purgatory album. I've heard good things about The Popes, including Shane doing an album with them when he got out of rehab. Dropkick Murphy has some good stuff too, but it's more on the punk side of the Irish/punk fusion.

anyone find that picture a bit phalic?  or is it just me?

Don't get the chorus of hosannas surrounding these guys. They're sort of monochromatic and soporific, to me.

As if the Brits didn't use military power, slaves, decadent rich rulers to get where....oh, nevermind, you probably won't see the similarities. Hey, great song, eh?

Terrible, simple-minded, cliched lyrics that sound like they were written by a fifth grader. Hard to believe this is the same guy who was writing such creative, poetic material only a few years earlier.

Just not enough Cooder on RP.

For all you young kids out there, this song is a play on an old JS Bach tune that was recorded by the Swingle Singers in 1968 or so. The original album is now available in its origninal form online. The Swingle Singers, awesome.

"old fogey"?

Seeing them perform this as the sun set over Grant Park was absolutely sublime.

Une annee sans Arcade Fire would be gratifying.

I agree with your comments about Ry Cooder. I applaud his efforts in getting these artists together, but he should not have inserted his slide guitar in what was otherwise an entrancing album and film. The slide guitar sticks out like a sore thumb in these songs (not this one as much, but in others it is terrible), and ruins the dream of these songs as being played back in the 40s and 50s during the artists' heyday.

Just upped my rating from 8 to 10 in appreciation of Robbie's exceptional ability to let a song breathe and resonate.

Digging a little deeper: June Tabor, lest anyone forget her.

Maybe she sits to hide a big butt?

First heard this on the "Good Will Hunting" album. Loved the music in the film, just downright love the film! This is my second favorite soundtrack of all time -- in case you're wondering, "Until The End Of The World" rules the top slot.

I keep bumping up my rating because I keep finding myself humming this song for a day or so every time I hear it. Thanks Bill!

nice transition from Dear Prudence

You know how nice guys finish last because girls always chase the "bad boy?" Every time I hear this song, I can relate, because I desperately want the "bad girl" who sings this song. She won't be good for me, she might even injure me mortally, but oh my, wouldn't it be worth it.

Neat song..I sense a slight inspiration of Costello.

Yuck. Boring.

Okay, I'll give it a chance ... but this is an effort!

I would love to hear more African artists, who has the CDs to upload?

Ah, Loreena McKennit hooked up with 'The Chieftains' Wait, ...Solas?
Naw, I'll pass!