Was on holiday, so not much to say.
BBC Radio: Radio 6 is like a weirder, better Triple j. I tuned in at some point in the afternoon and they were playing a bunch of "Love Will Tear Us Apart" covers spliced together. Radio 1 played a lot of "alt" stuff like Imagine Dragons and Villagers alongside Nicki Minaj.
Olly Murs: I had been assuming that "Troublemaker" was a Maroon 5 song until I saw the music video.
Harlem Shake: While I was in London, I went to have dinner with some family friends. I overheard their teenage son trying to explain this meme to his mother. It's now No. 1 on Billboard and ARIA. Apparently it was BNM'd in May last year. I'm yet to hear it on the radio.
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February
Thursday, 28 February 2013
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Sydney Festival: Dirty Projectors, DB & St. Vincent
Dirty Projectors
I bought the tickets ages before and I had no idea why, since I didn't even like them much. I didn't even know that they had a whole bunch of albums before Bitte Orca.
The first support act was awful. They started promisingly enough, with a guy playing a bass clarinet, before a girl walked on and started singing some terribly generic piano pop. Fortunately the second was a nice indie-classical group that played Nico Muhly and St. Vincent, though by that point a lot of people had gone outside to buy drinks.
I'd read some criticism where people were saying that the male singer was off-key and "Using women as back-up singers is sexist!" but it really didn't come off that way to me. Longstreth is a better singer than most other wimpy indie frontmen I've seen, and there were plenty of female-lead songs. The bassist was not a woman for once!
I walked away thinking, "Hey, that was great!" while people around me were like "That was weird, where was the melody?" like a lot of other concerts I go to, and I know that a lot of them are just going to these things to pretend to be smart.
Also, I saw a guy wearing Crocs.
Wednesday, 27 February 2013
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