Superette - gig of the year?
Last night was the best show I've been to in a long time: Mëstar (only I missed them), Voom and Superette. SUPERETTE!! It was so fucking good that I come over all disbelieving just to think about it. I'm listening to 'Waves' now, and I can't believe that I got to see it, and every other awesome Superette song you can think of, live in the flesh, real life omg wtf, etc wow. 'Waves' - it's a bit like how I am with the Phoenix Foundation's 'Horsepower' - I'm almost reluctant to listen to it because it's just THAT GOOD that I sort of get uncomfortable being in the presence of such sublime beauty and every cell revels in the lovely sounds and I'm not sure where I'm going with this.. yeah. They finished with 'Slide'. Words fail me.
There's a couple more photos at flickr.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. The Topless Women soundtrack is the best movie compilation ever ever ever, better even than Natural Born Killers. It shits on Trainspotting and Reservoir Dogs. Are you a New Zealander with any interest in music? You should own this album. It's the best collection of brilliance you could hope to come across in a commercially released format. And while I'm up here on my soapbox, the soundtrack to Scarfies is pretty good too.
I've finished 'Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World' by Haruki Murakami. I think I read Murakami too quickly to properly understand what he's getting at. Ah well. I've started John Mulgan's 'Man Alone' - the boss reckons it'll help my understanding of various mysteries of the day. Stand by.
There's a couple more photos at flickr.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. The Topless Women soundtrack is the best movie compilation ever ever ever, better even than Natural Born Killers. It shits on Trainspotting and Reservoir Dogs. Are you a New Zealander with any interest in music? You should own this album. It's the best collection of brilliance you could hope to come across in a commercially released format. And while I'm up here on my soapbox, the soundtrack to Scarfies is pretty good too.
I've finished 'Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World' by Haruki Murakami. I think I read Murakami too quickly to properly understand what he's getting at. Ah well. I've started John Mulgan's 'Man Alone' - the boss reckons it'll help my understanding of various mysteries of the day. Stand by.
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posted by Jessie at 03:15
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Yay Topless Women Talk About Their Lives soundtrack! Harry Sinclair said that he was buddies with all those FN folks and just thought it'd be great to put their songs together.
I love how it ends with Not Given Lightly.
Wow, thanks for the gig review!
These rebirths are fantastic!
Also:
Are you a New Zealander with any interest in music? You should own this album.
Well of course I'm not a Kiwi, but when I was stocking up on various Nun-related CDs and vinyl at Real Groovy, thats basically what matt said to me and thrust a copy in my hand. And it really is a superb compilation. You just sit back and feel smug about knowing about it, haha.
I should track down the Scarfies soundtrack too...
Paul
PS, the first two letts in the verification box for this post are 'NZ'...haha...
you are far too kind about those old flying nun s/tracks but topless women was truly a rule-breaking labour of love... "harry, you can't have more than one song by an artist?", "but it's my movie soundtrack"...and so on and on. we had to work out the tracklisting by playing cassettes on the double tape deck on my office ghettoblaster. Maybe we should get a new office ghettoblaster? murakami, he's always the same confused little man in all his books but he is fun to skim read isn't he?
You're right - he is a confused little man quite often! But what about 'Sputnik Sweetheart'? Unless he's the friend on the telephone, I suppose.
Office ghetto blaster sounds great. You could keep it on one of your desks; I can bring in tapes.
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