<?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-4694967628817985244</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:42:38.596Z</updated><category term='Sprout and the Bean'/><category term='Balkan'/><category term='harp'/><category term='banjo'/><category term='Live review'/><category term='Van Dyke Parks'/><category term='New artists'/><category term='whistling'/><category term='Beirut'/><category term='Rufus Wainwright'/><category term='Badly Drawn Boy'/><category term='Antony'/><category term='Clare'/><category term='Gabriel Kahane'/><category term='The Age of Adz'/><category term='Judee Sill'/><category term='Sufjan Stevens Interview'/><category term='Beach Boys'/><category term='trumpet'/><category term='Yellow House'/><category term='Sufjan'/><category term='DM Stith'/><category term='Grizzly Bear'/><category term='Sufjan Stevens'/><category term='CD Review'/><category term='Forum'/><category term='Wikipedia'/><category term='Patrick Watson'/><category term='Feist'/><category term='Glastonbury'/><category term='Soren Anders'/><category term='CD'/><category term='Andrew Bird'/><category term='violin'/><category term='Sufjan Live'/><category term='Brooklyn'/><category term='opera'/><category term='McGarrigle'/><category term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'>The Baroque Pop Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-2140285807778528647</id><published>2011-09-24T00:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:21:06.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New baroquepop blog</title><content type='html'>For my new baroque pop blog, go to www.baroquepop.com where you will find listings and reviews of 'baroque pop' related albums from the last 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2140285807778528647?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2140285807778528647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2140285807778528647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2140285807778528647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2140285807778528647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-baroquepop-blog.html' title='New baroquepop blog'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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-4694967628817985244.post-7760823128854606536</id><published>2011-08-01T13:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T13:03:00.712+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conversation Starter</title><content type='html'>Sorry for no music updates, I've been preoccupied with Nattery, my new web development project. It's basically a "no registration required" forum to aid in group communications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came upon the idea for Nattery when I got fed up of the mess when emailing a group of people and trying to make sense of the responses. Some people click 'reply all' some don't. All-in-all there isn't much of a thread for the group to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now there is &lt;a href="http://www.nattery.com"&gt;www.nattery.com&lt;/a&gt;, something I describe as &lt;i&gt;easier than email&lt;/i&gt;, and a whole lot more versatile. Not just enabling the thread of a conversation to be followed but also enabling polls, images and file uploads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try and let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-7760823128854606536?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7760823128854606536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=7760823128854606536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7760823128854606536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7760823128854606536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2011/08/conversation-starter.html' title='The Conversation Starter'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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-4694967628817985244.post-427056804916119987</id><published>2010-10-17T16:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:15:55.961+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufjan Stevens live in Chicago Oct 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Set list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Swans&lt;br /&gt;Too Much&lt;br /&gt;Age of Adz&lt;br /&gt;Heirloom&lt;br /&gt;I Walked&lt;br /&gt;Now That I’m Older&lt;br /&gt;Vesuvius&lt;br /&gt;Futile Devices&lt;br /&gt;Get Real, Get Right&lt;br /&gt;The Owl and the Tanger&lt;br /&gt;Impossible Soul&lt;br /&gt;Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois&lt;br /&gt;Decatur, or, Round of Applause for your Stepmother!&lt;br /&gt;Casimir Pulaski Day&lt;br /&gt;John Wayne Gacy, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://consequenceofsound.net/2010/10/16/sufjan-stevens-live-on-display-at-the-chicago-theatre-1015/"&gt;consequenceofsound.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-427056804916119987?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/427056804916119987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=427056804916119987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Massey Hall, Toronto Oct 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Drama queen that I am, writing about love was like writing about the end of the world,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All Delighted People"&lt;br /&gt;"Heirloom"&lt;br /&gt;"Too Much"&lt;br /&gt;"Futile Devices"&lt;br /&gt;"Age Of Adz"&lt;br /&gt;"I Walked"&lt;br /&gt;"Now That I'm Older"&lt;br /&gt;"Vesuvius"&lt;br /&gt;"Get Real Get Right"&lt;br /&gt;"Enchanting Ghost"&lt;br /&gt;"The Owl And The Tanager"&lt;br /&gt;"Impossible Soul"&lt;br /&gt;"Chicago"&lt;br /&gt;"Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois"&lt;br /&gt;"John Wayne Gacy, Jr."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.chartattack.com/reviews/2010/oct/14/sufjan-stevens-boldly-throws-himself-into-age-of-adz"&gt;www.chartattack.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.exclaim.ca/musicreviews/latestsub.aspx?csid1=148&amp;csid2=870&amp;fid1=50334"&gt;www.exclaim.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.eyeweekly.com/music/live%20eye/article/104172--saint-stevens"&gt;www.eyeweekly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/arts/music/sufjan-stevens-turns-warily-to-the-field-of-love/article1757292/"&gt;www.theglobeandmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Metropolis Montreal (12 Oct)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communities.canada.com/montrealgazette/blogs/wordsandmusic/archive/2010/10/13/concert-review-sufjan-stevens-at-the-metropolis-october-12-2010.aspx"&gt;http://communities.canada.com/montrealgazette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-3908803927105142442?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-3394614589026393731</id><published>2010-10-12T22:19:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T00:25:33.350+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens Interview'/><title type='text'>Sufjan interviews</title><content type='html'>There's a few of these on the web for your perusal. We find Sufjan feeling as refreshed as someone would be after doing a spring clean. I'll pick out the common points in tomorrow's post, but for now here are 3 interviews. Let me know if you come across others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://thequietus.com/articles/05085-the-age-of-adz-sufjan-stevens-interview"&gt;The Quietus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unusually Sufjan talks mainly about Christian theology, in a down-to-earth way.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://drownedinsound.com/in_depth/4141197-%E2%80%9Ci-feel-much-more-optimistic-right-now-%E2%80%9D-dis-meets-sufjan-stevens?ticker"&gt;Drowned In Sound&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/weekend/2010/1009/1224280689193.html"&gt;Irish Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/17/arts/music/17sufjan.html"&gt;www.nytimes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-3394614589026393731?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3394614589026393731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=3394614589026393731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/3394614589026393731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/3394614589026393731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2010/10/sufjan-interviews.html' title='Sufjan interviews'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-5696124210002784639</id><published>2010-10-11T12:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:57:00.472+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy Direct from AK or from Amazon?</title><content type='html'>This statement from Asthmatic Kitty made a bit of a stir a couple of weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We have it on good authority that Amazon will be selling The Age of Adz for a very low price on release date, not unlike they did with Arcade Fire’s recent (and really terrific) The Suburbs. We’re not 100% sure Amazon will do this, but mostly sure. We have mixed feelings about discounted pricing. Like we said, we love getting good music into the hands of good people, and when a price is low, more people buy. A low price will introduce a lot of people to Sufjan’s music and to this wonderful album. For that, we’re grateful. But we also feel like the work that our artists produce is worth more than a cost of a latte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course by then I (and no doubt a good many other Sufjan fans) had already preordered the CD. I paid £13.50 ($18.44) including shipping to the UK. I can't help thinking this was a kneejerk response from AK, realising that their most loyal fans were about to get badly stung, paying pretty much double the price of Amazon or Play.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this morning &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the sting was complete&lt;/span&gt; when my battered crumpled copy of The Age of Adz arrived in the post in its flimsy inadequate 'packaging'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTHMATIC KITTY, IF YOU'RE GOING TO CHARGE TOP DOLLAR TO YOUR LOYAL FANS PLEASE AT LEAST PACK YOUR CDS CORRECTLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-5696124210002784639?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5696124210002784639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=5696124210002784639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5696124210002784639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5696124210002784639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2010/10/buy-direct-from-ak-or-from-amazon.html' title='Buy Direct from AK or from Amazon?'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-8146124304122860198</id><published>2010-10-09T22:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:51:11.632+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Age of Adz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan'/><title type='text'>Review: The Age of Adz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/TLDjwN4U2uI/AAAAAAAAACA/0OvfHu0HDVA/s1600/TheAgeOfAdz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/TLDjwN4U2uI/AAAAAAAAACA/0OvfHu0HDVA/s320/TheAgeOfAdz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526167160282733282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a week into this now, enjoying at work, rest and play. Great on the stereo or whilst driving, but mostly this is a brilliant headphone album. My eardrums are loving this like a great massage. It might even cure my tinnitus, at the very least I'll certainly forget about it for 75 minutes running time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to think of this as Sufjan's pop album, but it's more than that. This time it's personal and current (no songs about the Columbia Fair or his stepmother). Nearly every song in the first person addressing his current state of mind in ways that many of us can relate to. He even namechecks himself in one song. One of the most deliberate of artists, I can detect a narrative arc to the song order. I'm so looking forward to sitting down with the lyric sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Futile Devices&lt;/span&gt; is a trademark short acoustic number that Sufjan does so well. Pity the unwary listener who doesn't realise the electric mayhem that awaits. It's a good opener but it ain't no Concerning the UFO (a track that still mesmerises five years later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Too Much&lt;/span&gt; is the best introduction to this electro-classical pop album. The leading melodic motif is a little banal and I feel the tune outstays itself at six minutes plus. Never mind, it's all glory from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Age of Adz&lt;/span&gt; is a stunning and sophisticated track, rightfully taking its place as the title track. The portentious triplet of tuba-style notes giving the song a booming gravitas onto which the random army of synthesized noises are unleashed, and just beneath it all is a plucked guitar that gradually emerges. The moment at 6:20 which the choir chimes in is as good as any orchestral climax. And the words in context are quite moving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And when I die, when I die&lt;br /&gt;I'll rot&lt;br /&gt;But when I live, when I live&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it all I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Walked&lt;/span&gt; is a lovely pop song, which succeeds where Too Much fails. Who knows, this could even be a pop radio hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now That I'm Older&lt;/span&gt; stands apart with its swirling array of treated voices backed by little more that some tickling keyboards. This song is so mature it should carry a "not for teenagers" warning. The background voices remind me a lot of Kate and Anna McGarrigle's angelic tones. It feels like one of those Sufjan slow burners that gradually become a fan favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get Real Get Right&lt;/span&gt; is a great pop tune with a scintillating background of Sufjan's trademark fluttering woodwinds and emphasising female choir. It works in the same way as I Walked, which similarly hits the five minute mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bad Communication&lt;/span&gt; is more of a declamatory interlude. For me the least convincing track here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vesuvius&lt;/span&gt; feels like a welcome breather being lighter on the electronic. It's a very Sufjan song... in many respects, he even namechecks himself. I love the flutes/recorders/panpipes at the end, which makes me nostalgic for his first album, A Sun Came. Classic Sufjan. If you like how Sufjan makes you feel, this is your track. And if you love this, you should check out A Sun Came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;All For Myself&lt;/span&gt;'s time signature seems to be derived from a 33rpm record stuck in a groove, perhaps while going backwards. In old language it would be regarded as a typical Sufjan off-kilter ballad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worn out my fingertips on the desk trying get the time signatures for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Want To Be Well&lt;/span&gt;, this fascinating uptempo song is firstly in 7/8, briefly flirting with 4/4 in the transition then settling into a raucous 5/4 for one of the album's most notable sections, which includes the repeated declaration that "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm not fucking around&lt;/span&gt;"&gt; His voice, and the treatment thereof, is fantastic. There's a real edge to it. Six minutes of top notch Sufjan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leaves us with the 25 minutes of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Impossible Soul&lt;/span&gt;. Having experienced the 17 minute jam of Djorariah just a few weeks before, I bet I wasn't the only one expecting a similar long jam with an even longer repeat and fade out. But Sufjan confounds again! It's easier to think of this as a five song suite:&lt;br /&gt;Part one is a very strong mid-paced melody, incredibly well arranged with keyboard, frantic snare-drums, chorus, and a signature Sufjan guitar solo...&lt;br /&gt;part two, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;don't be destracted&lt;/span&gt;" interrupts, led by a female voice which gives way to a multitude of horns, sounding something like the Blood Sweat and Tears of old. After 10 minutes we're into...&lt;br /&gt;part three "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stupid Man&lt;/span&gt;", the notorious Autotune section. I like the music, a dreamlike tape loop, but I guess I'm one of many that is conditioned against Autotune, so it's hard, but really it's well done I guess and pretty brief, and soon transitions into...&lt;br /&gt;part four "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We Can Do Much More Together&lt;/span&gt;", a cheesy cheerleader chant. I could really see the media picking up on this, TV sports highlight packages and the like. Lyrically this track feels like a breath of fresh air as if Sufjan has finally managed to cast aside his various neuroses and insecurities. It winds down with a beautiful usage of electronic noises as it runs through some key changes, until...&lt;br /&gt;part five "I Never Meant To Cause You Pain", an acoustic segment that perfectly mirrors the opener, Futile Devices, some 70 minutes earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a journey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-8146124304122860198?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8146124304122860198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=8146124304122860198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8146124304122860198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8146124304122860198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2010/10/review-age-of-adz.html' title='Review: The Age of Adz'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/TLDjwN4U2uI/AAAAAAAAACA/0OvfHu0HDVA/s72-c/TheAgeOfAdz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-6082262338527679657</id><published>2010-09-02T14:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:07:04.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Sufjan Stevens forum</title><content type='html'>Due to the current lack of forums for Sufjan Stevens, I've created one at www.baroquepop.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a fan, please drop by and contribute. Let's see if we can get a Sufjanite community going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6082262338527679657?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6082262338527679657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6082262338527679657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6082262338527679657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6082262338527679657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-sufjan-stevens-forum.html' title='New Sufjan Stevens forum'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-2449452146147665201</id><published>2010-02-06T14:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:29:45.050Z</updated><title type='text'>Baroque pop blog favourite albums of 2009</title><content type='html'>Not saying this is all the best music of the year, but this is the stuff I enjoyed and rated the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Various Artists: Dark Was The Night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Projectors, Grizzly Bear, The National, Feist, The Decemberists, Bon Iver, Andrew Bird and Sufjan Stevens all contributing new material to this charity compilation. It introduced many of us to unfamiliar artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. DM Stith: Heavy Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine months after its release I still play it regularly. Beautifully played and sung music (often called psych-folk), textured with multilayered harmonies like a choir, with strings and horns punctuating the music in a sublime way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. The Dirty Projectors: Bitte Orca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being more baroquey and folky I don't enjoy much straight rock (electric guitar, drums etc), so this was a treat. David Longstretch's angular compositions twist and turn with unexpected drama, jagged african style guitar vying for attention with adventurous female harmonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. The Decemberists: The Hazards of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if enough music fans didn't despise them enough already they go and write a rock opera! The sixy-minute suite doesn't hit the mark all the time, but there are enough highlights to make an enjoyable listen, and Colin Meloy can sure write a beautiful tune when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Gabriel Kahane: Gabriel Kahane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little known very talented artist, a classical pianist singer/songwriter with real craft. Perhaps a little too mannered for most, but the songs are good, lyrically and musically detailed. Incidentally, it is Mr Kahane who plays the piano cadenza on Sufjan's track on Dark Was The Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Northern Howl: All That's Under the Night's Sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A charming self-made debut from these rustic Minnesotans. Banjos, violins, trumpets give shades of Sufjan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Grizzly Bear: Veckatimest (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakout album! Whilst there's no doubting the immediacy of some tracks, I'm not sure it marks an artistic progress from Yellow House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Sufjan Stevens: The BQE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first foray into classical music is a multimedia treat. At the end of the DVD is Sufjan's first original song in several years. And it's very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. St. Vincent: Actor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie Clark gives us another dose of quirky punchy pop. Not sure about the muddy production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Patrick Watson: Wooden Arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the promising Close to Paradise comes this surprisingly experimental work, the Satie influence is there again, so are Watson's distinctive vocal, and so too is a lot of percussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also of interest to baroque poppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clare &amp; the Reasons: Arrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially now a duo with unkempt French husband Olivier, this contains some cute compositions but lacks the weight and development of some of the tunes on 2006's The Movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2449452146147665201?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2449452146147665201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2449452146147665201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2449452146147665201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2449452146147665201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2010/02/baroque-pop-blog-favourite-albums-of.html' title='Baroque pop blog favourite albums of 2009'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-8121320448810966309</id><published>2009-07-11T00:55:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:39:28.577+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McGarrigle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Papa Rufus!</title><content type='html'>In musical terms this is a momentous night for me. Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved music in its multitude of forms, from my rock and pop teenage years, to my explorations of jazz, blues and country in my early twenties. I started to explore classical music and at the age of 28 I 'discovered' opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's literally hundreds of years of classical music and operas to be explored and I managed to avoid listening to ANY non-classical/opera music for 12 years. My rock and pop collection gathered dust, except for the 600 LPs that my mum donated to the firemen's jumble sale. (Kids, learn from me...take your music with you when you leave home!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point in 2004 there was an interview on a TV arts program with a guy named Rufus Wainwright. I'd heard the name before, but it didn't mean anything to me. The interview took place in the Royal Opera House, London, and this singer turned out to be a passionate fan of Giuseppe Verdi and opera in general. That piqued my interest! Even more so when I learnt that he was the son of Loudon Wainwright and Kate McGarrigle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who they, you might ask? Well, Kate and Anna McGarrigle, folky Montreal sisters, were my favourite performers from the late seventies. I had all their albums and had seen them in concert many times. If you look at the sleeve notes of their first classic eponymous debut album you'll see a credit to the babysitter for looking after baby Rufus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I suddenly felt old, but I checked out the recordings of this 2nd generation Wainwright/McGarrigle and found a fascinating artist. His sophisticated pop made constant references to classical music and opera, sometimes obvious, sometimes very subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago the news came that the Metropolitan Opera in New York had commissioned Rufus to write an opera. Astonishingly, the relationship seemed to founder because Rufus wanted to write his opera in French, not English. (Strange, I've been to the Met several times and never heard an opera sung in English!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, a canny person at the Manchester International Festival stepped into the breach and offered to stage the premiere performances of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prima Donna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard or seen it yet, but the preview clips sound fantastic. 19th century French opera, complete with REAL TUNES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'll get to Manchester for a performance, but I'm pleased to see that the production is already scheduled for London, Melbourne and Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wondered why Rufus has sprouted a beard, I think the answer lies here, with Papa Verdi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/SlfdYoOKHZI/AAAAAAAAABw/sfIeJw6gCDs/s1600-h/verdi.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/SlfdYoOKHZI/AAAAAAAAABw/sfIeJw6gCDs/s320/verdi.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356993696963894674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-8121320448810966309?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8121320448810966309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=8121320448810966309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8121320448810966309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8121320448810966309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/07/papa-rufus.html' title='Papa Rufus!'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/SlfdYoOKHZI/AAAAAAAAABw/sfIeJw6gCDs/s72-c/verdi.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-8557063997645339585</id><published>2009-04-14T16:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:30:22.820+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprout and the Bean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Following on from Melbourne Tourist Board use, and not put off by its creepy use in The Strangers, Victoria's Secrets has used the Sprout and the Bean for the new TV ad. I like it, the filming suits the music well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="272"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stereogum.com/v/4FSJqgt40Yf0i"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stereogum.com/v/4FSJqgt40Yf0i" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="272"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-8557063997645339585?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8557063997645339585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=8557063997645339585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8557063997645339585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8557063997645339585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/04/following-on-from-melbourne-tourist.html' title=''/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-8017530966707707619</id><published>2009-04-07T00:17:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:03:40.999+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Ghost, by DM Stith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/SdqOdEicL9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_uwdixuV69w/s1600-h/HeavyGhost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/SdqOdEicL9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_uwdixuV69w/s400/HeavyGhost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321722539777208274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALBUM REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Isaac's Song   1:38&lt;br /&gt;2 Pity Dance   4:21&lt;br /&gt;3 Creekmouth   4:10&lt;br /&gt;4 Pigs   4:54&lt;br /&gt;5 Spirit Parade   2:23&lt;br /&gt;6 BMB   2:43&lt;br /&gt;7 Thanksgiving Moon   3:59&lt;br /&gt;8 Fire of Birds   5:13&lt;br /&gt;9 Morning Glory Cloud   3:56&lt;br /&gt;10 GMS   2:35&lt;br /&gt;11 Braid of Voices   5:26&lt;br /&gt;12 Wig   2:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;How many things?&lt;br /&gt;How many things can I say to you?&lt;br /&gt;And expect shock-horror, shock-horror, shock-horror, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;To descend again in sweet oblation&lt;br /&gt;Your God's a lion, recently fed, drowsy&lt;br /&gt;And the body, the body, the body, the body, the body, it waits for obliteration &lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at reviewing at the best of times, but I've just encountered an album that leaves me speechless and wordless. Where the hell has this guy come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baroque pop nerds, and Shara Worden fans will know the name, Bring me the Workhorse was recorded on his laptop, and if you own the album you'll see him listed in the credits. Ok, so he's on the fringe of the Sufjan Asthmatic Brooklyn posse. Perhaps you won't be surprised to learn that he comes from a musical (and churchy) family. He's musical. That much is clear. VERY musical. So the folks at Asthmatic Kitty asked him to make an album... and here it is. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Possibly the most astonishing debut album I've ever heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts with an austere somewhat classical clash of piano and voice. It's harsh, confrontational, and says this album demands your attention. Put it on, and listen, damn you! So &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isaac's Song&lt;/span&gt;, which is very much the prelude rather than a song, soon gives way to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pity Dance&lt;/span&gt; a tense and eerie waltz-time tune (the album's lead single), led by a picked/strummed classical guitar and one of the most effortless and effective tenor/falsetto voices I've heard since Jeff Buckley. The layering of concert-grand, electronics, electric guitar, harmonies, hand-claps sets the theme of what is to come: Lush, dark, dramatic, chilling, intriguing, never a moment when it's less than interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama continues with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Creekmouth&lt;/span&gt;. This song consolidates the soundscape, tribal rhythms replacing the concert piano. The ensemble voices are present again, very much the signature feature of this album. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pigs&lt;/span&gt; moves things along, by now you should be familiar with the complex and entrancing world of Stith. The multi-tracked background vocals are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find Animal Collective fine in theory but not in practice, perhaps you should try &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spirit Parade&lt;/span&gt; a rhythmic drama, not for casual listening! After barely two minutes it yields to the gentle vocal piano-based&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BMB&lt;/span&gt;. Bass clarinets chime in beautifully after the first verse, and a shimming string quartet adds further lustre. Then, it's as if nothing else can be said, the song rapidly dissolves into chordal shifts and dissonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stith's understated but accomplished guitar appears again in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving Moon&lt;/span&gt;, augmented by a meticulously charted horn section and marimba. The tune is impressive, carried by a scintillating background chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fire of Birds&lt;/span&gt; contains the most uplifting chorus, although I find it a little pedestrian and repetitive. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"We danced like we were all on fire."&lt;/span&gt; goes the refrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Morning Glory Cloud&lt;/span&gt; is as close as Stith comes to a guitar and vocal style, and he transcends the form with a captivating 3/4 rhythm. This track seems to have a part-two piano section which tonally hovers in the Supertramp/Steely Dan realm for a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GMS&lt;/span&gt; is a Sufjaneque piano interlude, think Redmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Braid of Voices&lt;/span&gt; is one of the album's big hitters. A big, dramatic and melancholy tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;from the back of my head tied to the back of my head tied&lt;br /&gt;to the back of my head tied...&lt;br /&gt;a braid of voices: david, david&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those last lines, saying his own name are chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has ever been to a classical concert will recognise the opening of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wig&lt;/span&gt; as Marla Hansen's viola tunes up. It's a meditative drone, and a perfect ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, I cannot recommend this album highly enough, particularly for Sufjan fans impatiently waiting for his next installment. Buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... and David, if you read this... nice booklet, I get the joke! Please, please, please get some signed prints to sell at your gigs, I'll be at the Dublin date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-8017530966707707619?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8017530966707707619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=8017530966707707619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8017530966707707619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8017530966707707619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/04/heavy-ghost-by-dm-stith.html' title='Heavy Ghost, by DM Stith'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/SdqOdEicL9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_uwdixuV69w/s72-c/HeavyGhost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-4648106636475805225</id><published>2009-03-31T23:13:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:33:27.739+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gabriel Kahane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick Watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzly Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DM Stith'/><title type='text'>It's turning into a vintage year for baroque pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="448" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://stereogum.com/v/cLVb6LHen0gGd"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="opaque"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://stereogum.com/v/cLVb6LHen0gGd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="448" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More CD reviews coming soon! Debut CDs by Gabriel Kahane and DM Stith (video above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these are extraordinary in the own ways. It's taking a while to digest them, but I'll write them up in the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, May sees the release of Patrick Watson's and Grizzly Bear's new CDs, the previews of both sound awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-4648106636475805225?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4648106636475805225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=4648106636475805225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4648106636475805225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4648106636475805225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-turning-into-vintage-year-for.html' title='It&apos;s turning into a vintage year for baroque pop'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-6494290391457921627</id><published>2009-03-29T20:24:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:02:36.643+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew Bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beirut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzly Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan'/><title type='text'>Dark Was The Night, by Various Artists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sc_VSRSsCWI/AAAAAAAAABo/cIGyNOb3q_w/s1600-h/DSCF0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sc_VSRSsCWI/AAAAAAAAABo/cIGyNOb3q_w/s320/DSCF0272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318704194803992930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CD REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Red Hot Organisation&lt;/strong&gt;’s AIDS-related charity has been releasing an annual fund-raising compilation CD since the 90's, initially a grunge-orientated offering, their roster of contributing artists has always moved with the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2009 double CD, Dark Was The Night, features two hours of music by many leading indie/baroque pop artists together with some more esoteric contributions. Curated and led by Bryce and Aaron Dessner of The National, they have given us a surprisingly cohesive collection. The various collaborations that occur on various tracks give the album of the feel of a team effort: Feist + Ben Gibbard, Feist + Grizzly Bear, Antony Hegarty + Bryce Dessner, Justin Vernon (Bon Iver) + Aaron Dessner, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kicks off brilliantly with a Dirty Projectors and David Byrne partnership, Knotty Pine. Bright and catchy enough to be a hit single. Grizzly Bear's Deep Blue Sea is a little more orthodox than much of their output but it charms. Antony's reworking of an obscure Bob Dylan song is the surprise success here. The first CD ends with 11 minutes of Sufjan Stevens wide-ranging aural assault on the Castanets' You are the Blood. If one track can be any indication of where an artist is going then Sufjan is going in multiple directions at once, a glitchy electronic start gives way to a huge band sound, trombones, guitar, keyboards and more. It also features one of the few piano cadenzas to ever appear in pop music, courtesy of the talented Gabriel Kahane! It brings to mind Rufus Wainwright's Do I Disappoint You, and Rufus might not have the field of bombastic pop to himself for much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my knowledge these recordings are all new on this collection, sometimes new compositions or covers, and a few reworkings of old favourites. It would take too long to list all my favourite tracks, but suffice to say the first CD ('This One') is very much the stronger and would be worth the price alone. The packaging, as can be seen in the picture, is a triple fold digipack with a separate informative booklet. Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Disc&lt;br /&gt;1 The Dirty Projectors &amp; David Byrne - Knotty Pine   2:23&lt;br /&gt;2 The Books feat. José González - Cello Song   3:54&lt;br /&gt;3 Feist &amp; Ben Gibbard - Train Song   3:02&lt;br /&gt;4 Bon Iver - Brackett, WI   4:03&lt;br /&gt;5 Grizzly Bear - Deep Blue Sea   3:46&lt;br /&gt;6 The National - So Far Around the Bend   3:43&lt;br /&gt;7 Yeasayer - Tightrope   3:18&lt;br /&gt;8 My Brightest Diamond - Feeling Good   3:53&lt;br /&gt;9 Kronos Quartet - Dark Was the Night   3:51&lt;br /&gt;10 Antony &amp; Bryce Dessner - I Was Young When I Left Home   4:55&lt;br /&gt;11 Justin Vernon &amp; Aaron Dessner - Big Red Machine   4:39&lt;br /&gt;12 The Decemberists - Sleepless   7:53&lt;br /&gt;13 Iron &amp; Wine - Stolen Houses (Die)   1:06&lt;br /&gt;14 Grizzly Bear &amp; Feist - Service Bell   2:23&lt;br /&gt;15 Sufjan Stevens - You Are the Blood   10:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Disc&lt;br /&gt;1 Spoon - Well-Alright   2:45&lt;br /&gt;2 Arcade Fire - Lenin   4:06&lt;br /&gt;3 Beirut - Mimizan   2:42&lt;br /&gt;4 My Morning Jacket - El Caporal   3:33&lt;br /&gt;5 Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings - Inspiration Information   4:05&lt;br /&gt;6 Dave Sitek - With a Girl Like You   3:26&lt;br /&gt;7 Buck 65 - Blood Pt. 2 (Remix) (feat. Sufjan Stevens and Serengeti)   3:36&lt;br /&gt;8 The New Pornographers - Hey, Snow White   4:25&lt;br /&gt;9 Yo La Tengo - Gentle Hour   5:31&lt;br /&gt;10 Stuart Murdoch - Another Saturday Night   2:55&lt;br /&gt;11 Riceboy Sleeps - Happiness   8:37&lt;br /&gt;12 Cat Power &amp; Dirty Delta Blues - Amazing Grace   3:34&lt;br /&gt;13 Andrew Bird - The Giant of Illinois   4:44&lt;br /&gt;14 Conor Oberst &amp; Gillian Welch - Lua   5:53&lt;br /&gt;15 Blonde Redhead &amp; Devastations - When the Road Runs Out   3:28&lt;br /&gt;16 Kevin Drew - Love vs. Porn   3:57&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6494290391457921627?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6494290391457921627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6494290391457921627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6494290391457921627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6494290391457921627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/03/dark-was-night-by-various-artists.html' title='Dark Was The Night, by Various Artists'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sc_VSRSsCWI/AAAAAAAAABo/cIGyNOb3q_w/s72-c/DSCF0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-24844211041679400</id><published>2009-03-21T02:01:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:16:12.481Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wikipedia'/><title type='text'>What is baroque pop?</title><content type='html'>Yes, the question is asked again, and I spend far too much of my life trying to answer this trivial question. If you've ever visited Wikipedia, you'll know what a mess this topic is. No-one agrees, and the list of baroque pop artists is frankly absurd. The media (music journalists) lazy usage of the term doesn't help!Witness the currently usage of 'freak-folk'. (btw freakfolk.com is safe in my possession :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my latest thoughts on baroque pop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baroque pop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;is to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pop music&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;progressive rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; is to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock music&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's a more complex form, likely to have more varied instrumentation and/or more ambitious song structures. Whilst the term baroque pop originated in 1960's music journalism during a fad for using a harpsichord in pop songs, the term as used by music journalists has come to mean something more ornate and complex than most pop music. In terms of modern artists, the two most often cited are the classically influenced ostentatious pop songs of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rufus_Wainwright" title="Rufus Wainwright"&gt;Rufus Wainwright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;, and the complex arrangements of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sufjan_Stevens" title="Sufjan Stevens"&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;' music with their non-standard time signatures, instrumentation and harmonic counterpoints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear readers, do you have any thoughts on what baroque pop is? interested in your views. Perhaps we can sort out the Wikipedia entry one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-24844211041679400?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/24844211041679400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=24844211041679400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/24844211041679400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/24844211041679400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-baroque-pop.html' title='What is baroque pop?'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-2753075551456137930</id><published>2009-03-17T01:34:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:45:01.069Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soren Anders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New artists'/><title type='text'>Introducing Soren Anders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sb8APaG3TGI/AAAAAAAAABY/LpwcR3MO-98/s1600-h/soren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sb8APaG3TGI/AAAAAAAAABY/LpwcR3MO-98/s320/soren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313966350026624098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an artist I'm keeping an eye on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With liberal cutting and pasting from Wikipedia!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soren Anders&lt;/b&gt; (born &lt;b&gt;John T Fischer&lt;/b&gt;) is an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States" title="United States"&gt;American&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Composer" title="Composer"&gt;composer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singer" title="Singer" class="mw-redirect"&gt;singer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Record_producer" title="Record producer"&gt;record producer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Instrumentalist" title="Instrumentalist" class="mw-redirect"&gt;instrumentalist&lt;/a&gt; from southern &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Illinois" title="Illinois"&gt;Illinois&lt;/a&gt;. He is the creator of the multi-award winning band &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shimmerplanet" title="Shimmerplanet"&gt;Shimmerplanet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With its string backing it fits nicely into baroque chamber pop realm.  I'm not sure he's found his voice yet, the tracks I've heard seem like ambition student works, unlikely to make an impact on a larger stage, but there's certainly enough here to grab the attention of baroque pop enthusiasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ander's has gained much critical success as the creator of the band &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shimmerplanet" title="Shimmerplanet"&gt;Shimmerplanet&lt;/a&gt; has been called “a breakthrough creatively” and “brilliant”. “It takes artistic courage to be this lyrically honest and musically experimental,” wrote Indie-Music.com&lt;sup id="cite_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soren_Anders#cite_note-1" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;2&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. Awards from The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Songwriters_Hall_of_Fame" title="Songwriters Hall of Fame"&gt;Songwriters Hall of Fame&lt;/a&gt;, The Independent Music Awards, and Talent In Motion Magazine followed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anders has worked with 60s recording icon &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lesley_Gore" title="Lesley Gore"&gt;Lesley Gore&lt;/a&gt;, 80s recording icon &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Stein" title="Chris Stein"&gt;Chris Stein&lt;/a&gt; (of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blondie_%28band%29" title="Blondie (band)"&gt;Blondie&lt;/a&gt;), and recently scored and conducted a choir for one of his favorite bands, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Menomena" title="Menomena"&gt;Menomena&lt;/a&gt;. The recipient of numerous awards, international airplay and critical accolades, Anders is very busy, not just with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shimmerplanet" title="Shimmerplanet"&gt;Shimmerplanet&lt;/a&gt;, but with various other collaborations (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darren_Ockert" title="Darren Ockert" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Darren Ockert&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Carolyn_Eufrasio&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Carolyn Eufrasio (page does not exist)"&gt;Carolyn Eufrasio&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Molly_Bea&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Molly Bea (page does not exist)"&gt;Molly Bea&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No commercial releases yet, but plenty to listen to on his Myspace.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/sorenanders&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2753075551456137930?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2753075551456137930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2753075551456137930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2753075551456137930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2753075551456137930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/03/introducing-soren-anders.html' title='Introducing Soren Anders'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sb8APaG3TGI/AAAAAAAAABY/LpwcR3MO-98/s72-c/soren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-5384558492061197414</id><published>2009-01-22T01:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:23:13.229Z</updated><title type='text'>Joanna Newsom's quotable lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/SXfKDa3xAQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9pOU69LTC_Q/s1600-h/newsom_crosslegged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/SXfKDa3xAQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9pOU69LTC_Q/s400/newsom_crosslegged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293922047098945794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favourite Joanna Newsom quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road&lt;br /&gt;There are some dragons who were built to have and hold&lt;br /&gt;.....Clam Crab Cockle Cowrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin is something that I stir into my tea&lt;br /&gt;.....Clam Crab Cockle Cowrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dried rose petal, red-brown circles&lt;br /&gt;framed your eyes and stained your knuckles&lt;br /&gt;.....Cosmia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in&lt;br /&gt;.....Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever&lt;br /&gt;.....Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbstruck with the sweetness of being&lt;br /&gt;.....Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never get so attached to a poem&lt;br /&gt;You forget truth that lacks lyricism&lt;br /&gt;Never draw so close to the heat&lt;br /&gt;That you forget that you must eat,&lt;br /&gt;.....En Gallop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the hills are groaning with excess&lt;br /&gt;like a table ceaselessly being set&lt;br /&gt;.....Monkey and Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have read the right books&lt;br /&gt;To interpret your looks&lt;br /&gt;You were knocking me down&lt;br /&gt;With the palm of your eye&lt;br /&gt;.....Peach Plum Pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down where I darn with the milk-eyed mender&lt;br /&gt;you and I, and a love so tender,&lt;br /&gt;is stretched-on the hoop where I stitch-this addage:&lt;br /&gt;"Bless this house and its heart so savage."&lt;br /&gt;.....Sadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that I want, and all that I need&lt;br /&gt;and all that I've got is scattered like seed.&lt;br /&gt;And all that I knew is moving away from me.&lt;br /&gt;(and all that I know is blowing&lt;br /&gt;like tumbleweed)&lt;br /&gt;.....Sadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in a moment of almost-unbearable vision&lt;br /&gt;doubled over with the hunger of lions&lt;br /&gt;.....Sawdust and Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that I've got, and all that I need&lt;br /&gt;I tie in a knot that I lay at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;I have not forgot, but a silence crept over me.&lt;br /&gt;So dig up your bone, exhume your pinecone, sadie&lt;br /&gt;.....Sadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though my wrists and my waist seemed so easy to break&lt;br /&gt;still, my dear, I would have walked you to the very edge of the water&lt;br /&gt;and they will recognise all the lines of your face&lt;br /&gt;in the face of the daughter of the daughter of my daughter&lt;br /&gt;darling, we will be fine, but what was yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;appears to be a sandcastle that the gibbering wave takes&lt;br /&gt;but if it's all just the same, then will you say my name:&lt;br /&gt;say my name in the morning, so I know when the wave breaks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight&lt;br /&gt;no, I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright&lt;br /&gt;so enough of this terror we deserve to know light&lt;br /&gt;and grow evermore lighter and lighter&lt;br /&gt;you would have seen me through&lt;br /&gt;but I could not undo that desire&lt;br /&gt;.....Sawdust and Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;(Dumbstruck! One of the most beautiful lyric sequences I've ever heard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the difference between&lt;br /&gt;the sprout and the bean&lt;br /&gt;is a golden ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go away&lt;br /&gt;I am big-boned and fey&lt;br /&gt;.....The Sprout and the Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to sit at my table?&lt;br /&gt;My fighting fame is fabled&lt;br /&gt;And fortune finds me fit and able&lt;br /&gt;.....The Book of Right-on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to run with my pack?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to ride on my back?&lt;br /&gt;Pray that what you lack does not distract&lt;br /&gt;.....The Book of Right-on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jamie has eyes black and shiny as boots&lt;br /&gt;and they march at you, two-by-two (re-loo, re-loo)&lt;br /&gt;when she looks at you, you know she's nowhere near through:&lt;br /&gt;it's the kindest heart beating this side of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;.....This Side of the Blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-5384558492061197414?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5384558492061197414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=5384558492061197414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5384558492061197414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5384558492061197414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2009/01/joanna-newsoms-quotable-lines.html' title='Joanna Newsom&apos;s quotable lines'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/SXfKDa3xAQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9pOU69LTC_Q/s72-c/newsom_crosslegged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-8615484205361062171</id><published>2008-03-05T23:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:12:30.253Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forum'/><title type='text'>The new baroque pop forum</title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;It's here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... what we've all been waiting for, a place where you can read and talk about your favorite baroque pop artists, such as Joanna Newsom, Sufjan Stevens, Rufus Wainwright, Andrew Bird, as well as the classic acts of the 60's and 70's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forum address is simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.baroquepop.com"&gt;www.baroquepop.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Please drop by and introduce yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to seeing you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-8615484205361062171?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/8615484205361062171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=8615484205361062171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8615484205361062171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/8615484205361062171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-baroque-pop-forum.html' title='The new baroque pop forum'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-6594670742207016177</id><published>2008-01-05T23:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:01:52.984Z</updated><title type='text'>Sufjan, live in Australia</title><content type='html'>Preceded by his reputation I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 10 January:: The Tivoli, Brisbane *SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 12 January:: State Theatre – Sydney Festival *SEASON SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 13 January:: State Theatre – Sydney Festival *SEASON SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;Monday 14 January:: State Theatre – Sydney Festival *SEASON SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 16 January - The Forum, Melbourne *SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 17 January - The Forum, Melbourne *SOLD OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so most of this article consists of the kind of details already know to Sufjan fans, but still worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,25197,22968881-16947,00.html"&gt;The spiritually infused music of Sufjan Stevens is almost impossible to classify, writes Iain Shedden | December 29, 2007 (The Australian) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also making the journey are Joanna Newsom (playing at the Sydney Opera House) and Andrew Bird (Speigeltent!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs... wish I could be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6594670742207016177?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6594670742207016177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6594670742207016177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6594670742207016177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6594670742207016177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2008/01/sufjan-live-in-australia.html' title='Sufjan, live in Australia'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-4069712163303851328</id><published>2007-12-11T23:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:05:49.500Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan'/><title type='text'>My New Sufjan Stevens CD</title><content type='html'>2007 has been the first year in a while without a new Sufjan Stevens CD release, and it's been tough! After Avalanche and Songs for Christmas in 2006 I guess we've been spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, trawling the internet for anything Sufjan, soon reveals a varied bag of out-takes, B-sides, orphans, one-offs, tribute songs etc. I reckon I've collected most of them by now, but I'd be deluding myself and others if I claimed they were all fantastic. Oh no, they're not all great by any means, but some of these neglected tracks are really good - too good to remain internet curiosities. They deserve better... they deserve to be enjoyed on your CD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take matters into my own hands by making my own 'new' Sufjan CD. After discarding some grungy and glitchy tracks like The First Full Moon and All Delighted People, as well as some live oddities like Sufjan's own Star Spangled Banner, I'm left with a collection of acoustic bluesy numbers of surprisingly high production quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about the origins of all the tracks although most have the hallmarks of the Michigan or Seven Swans sessions. If you love The Avalanche then you won't need any further convincing about the worth of Sufjan's out-takes. If you prefer Seven Swans to the state CDs this will be right up your street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the running order of the 39 minute CD, which I've called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine, and other cruelly neglected songs by Sufjan Stevens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I Went Dancing With My Sister&lt;br /&gt;2. Wolverine&lt;br /&gt;3. Damascus&lt;br /&gt;4. I Can't Even Lift My Head&lt;br /&gt;5. Waste Of What Your Kids Won't Have&lt;br /&gt;6. Opie's Funeral Song&lt;br /&gt;7. Far Physician's Son&lt;br /&gt;8. Borderline&lt;br /&gt;9. The Lord God Bird&lt;br /&gt;10. Variations On Commemorative Transfiguration And Communion At Magruder Park&lt;br /&gt;11. Woman At The Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This is not an official Sufjan Stevens CD. It's not even an unofficial one. It's just my idea of a CD that could exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-4069712163303851328?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4069712163303851328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=4069712163303851328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4069712163303851328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4069712163303851328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-sufjan-stevens-cd.html' title='My New Sufjan Stevens CD'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-4513549325734052150</id><published>2007-12-11T00:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:57:48.764Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Van Dyke Parks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><title type='text'>Clare and the Reasons, The Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000UCH60K?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=wwwbaroquepop-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B000UCH60K"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.baroquepop.com/images/clareandthereasons_themovieCD.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;J'adore Clare &amp; the Reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my French, but there's something so sophisticated and chic about this CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare hails from Martha's Vineyard, daughter of musician Geoff Muldaur, but not Maria! Following her studies at Berklee College of Music she is now resident in Brooklyn. Likewise, most of the Reasons too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This CD, released on their own Frogstand label, is her first, although she's had exposure with other ventures previously. I only have a promotion CD so my information is sketchy, but as far as I can tell it's a six-piece, including the string section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paean to &lt;strong&gt;Pluto&lt;/strong&gt; is first up, consoling this remote rock of its recent demotion from planet status. I don't suppose it really cares, but it got me thinking about the nature of solar system and its sparce beauty. Pizzicato strings provide the unusual backing, immediately establishing the band's baroque pop credentials. In terms of jaunty rhythms and instrumentation it brings to mind Sufjan's Come on Feel the Illinois (Part 1). Add a sprinkling of Mr Sandman and you've got the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing/Nowhere&lt;/strong&gt; starts slowly with lush strings, before turning into a catchy pop tune, a duet between Clare and Sufjan Stevens. Well worth downloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of Clare's songwriting is fully evident on &lt;strong&gt;Under The Water &lt;/strong&gt;a slow paced and elegant ballad that calls to mind Rufus Wainwright, in fact that is the best comparison I can offer throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alphabet City&lt;/strong&gt; is a gentle walk in the park, full of easygoing charm. If somebody remade Amelie in Brooklyn this would be on the soundtrack. A B C D, just you and me, sings Clare, and it's hard not to call to mind Feist's 1,2,3,4. I like my Feist CD's but Clare is jazzier and a lot more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most notable lyric is that which opens &lt;strong&gt;Cook For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like to cook for you in my underwear,&lt;br /&gt;cause our kitchen points to a wall,&lt;br /&gt;and I like to talk to you while I brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;because I have so much to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;the cuteness of the lyrics bely its melancholy and the gentle string-laden waltz timing calls to mind Sibelius's Vals triste. When the bedroom-style strummed guitar is added to the mix this track is exquisite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe &lt;strong&gt;Rodi &lt;/strong&gt;is the first single, kind of like Rickie Lee Jones Chuck E's in love, with a Stevie Wonder harmonica. It's catchy for sure, but a little repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say that the quality drops at this point, with &lt;strong&gt;Sugar in My Hair&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Go Back&lt;/strong&gt; not matching the inventiveness of the previous tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Dyke Parks contributes piano to &lt;strong&gt;Love Can Be A Crime, &lt;/strong&gt;and this Billie Holiday-style torch song is the better for it.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things perk up a little with &lt;strong&gt;Science Fiction Man&lt;/strong&gt;, which has its moments particular towards the end with some Electric Light Orchestra string flourishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CD ends as it began with &lt;strong&gt;Pluton, &lt;/strong&gt;(French for Pluto, and sung in French) and this time with a shimmering piano in place of the strings. The tune is worthy of a second airing, particularly given its different treatment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare and the Reasons easily find a niche in the world of baroque pop, but it's hard for me to see where the rest of their fanbase will be. I fear that this seemingly easy-listening CD, could end up as coffee shop background music, and that would be an injustice to Clare and the band's talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I seem critical, but the fact is there is a&lt;i&gt; lot&lt;/i&gt; to criticise. Thankfully there is more still to enjoy, and this continues to get repeat plays on my stereo. I recommend it to baroque pop fans of particularly if you enjoy Sufjan, Rufus Wainwright, Feist etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next CD, Clare, we need something deeper and more expansive. The talent is certainly there, but is the ambition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=wwwbaroquepop-20&amp;o=1&amp;p=8&amp;l=as1&amp;asins=B000UCH60K&amp;fc1=000000&amp;IS2=1&amp;lt1=_blank&amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;bc1=000000&amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-4513549325734052150?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4513549325734052150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=4513549325734052150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4513549325734052150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4513549325734052150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/12/clare-and-reasons-movie.html' title='Clare and the Reasons, The Movie'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-5611996930671797281</id><published>2007-11-24T17:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:42:37.226Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick Watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><title type='text'>Close to Paradise, by Patrick Watson (2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000IAZ6W4?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=wwwbaroquepop-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B000IAZ6W4"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.baroquepop.com/images/patrickwatson_closetoparadise.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Close to Paradise 5:02&lt;br /&gt;2 Daydreamer 4:34&lt;br /&gt;3 Slip Into Your Skin 3:37&lt;br /&gt;4 Giver 3:27&lt;br /&gt;5 Weight of the World 4:40&lt;br /&gt;6 The Storm 3:12&lt;br /&gt;7 Mr. Tom 2:48&lt;br /&gt;8 Luscious Life 3:09&lt;br /&gt;9 Drifters 4:27&lt;br /&gt;10 Man Under the Sea 3:29&lt;br /&gt;11 The Great Escape 3:07&lt;br /&gt;12 Sleeping Beauty 5:33&lt;br /&gt;13 Bright Shiny Lights 2:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo artists are more likely to be classified as &lt;em&gt;baroque pop&lt;/em&gt; than bands. Perhaps it's because they are free to give vent to their artistic vision, without being constrained by having to keep the band's rhythm section occupied? Therefore, finding a baroque pop band is a rare pleasure. (The bassist will sometimes play the glockenspiel, whilst the drummer seems content noodling around on all kinds of percussion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite its name, Patrick Watson is a band, with a member of the name, (kinda like Manfred Mann I guess). They hail from Montreal and this is their second CD. They're a four-piece - keyboard, guitar, bass and drums - although a lot of other instruments have cameos in the mix too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of writing they seem to be busy touring, trying to build  fanbase in Europe, so far with limited media exposure. I believe the CD has been relaunched in Europe for the tour.&lt;br /&gt;Their sound world is somewhere between Pink Floyd, The Beatles, Tom Waits and Rufus Wainwright. The songs on the CD are varied and interesting, with keyboard and guitar augmented by strings, horns and some studio trickery. Classical influences are easy to detect, particularly Debussy, Satie and Weill, and they enhance the texture of the music considerably. (Three of the band met at music college.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as being a creative songwriter Patrick Watson has a striking voice, with the tone of Nick Drake and Nina Simone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close to Paradise&lt;/strong&gt; makes for a very accessible opening with its sustained slide guitar providing obvious echoes of Pink Floyd. It also establishes the strong axis of keyboard and guitar that underpins much of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Erik Satie influence first appears in &lt;strong&gt;Daydreamer, &lt;/strong&gt;a disconcerting keyboard scale is mixed with what sounds like backward loop samples. A banjo adds further texture as the tune gets going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slip into your Skin &lt;/strong&gt;is the collection's first ballad, a charming 3/4 tune, keyboard, bass guitar, brushed drumkit and a heap of harmonies. Soft horns add still more class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giver&lt;/strong&gt; seems a little more orthodox, but closer inspection reveals clever shifts in time signatures. The bass guitar adds nice little counterpoints to the vocal line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Waits would be proud of a song like &lt;strong&gt;Weight of the World&lt;/strong&gt;, with its creepy fairground vibe. Watson plays an instrumental that looks like a keyboard and sounds like an accordian. Anyone know what it's called? Strings and horns, including a tuba(?), are beautifully arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picked acoustic guitar lick provides the introduction for &lt;strong&gt;The Storm, &lt;/strong&gt;but soon things get more complex, with electric guitar, girly backing singers and more backward loopy things. A great track. (My pick for a download).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Tom&lt;/strong&gt; is an instrumental, a piano-based tune in 6/8 with a clear nod to Erik Satie again. Add some Dark Side of the Moon spoken voice samples and you've got the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luscious Life &lt;/strong&gt;is a seemingly orthodox band number, quite straightforward, although largely in 7/8 time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rapid arpeggio piano introduces &lt;strong&gt;Drifters, &lt;/strong&gt;a uptempo and melodious song, filled with harmonies again. What I like on Drifters (as on so many of the songs here) is that there's always something happening, a new instrument, a key change, a tempo change, a strip back, and that makes for an interesting listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of this creative set of songs is the Beatle-esque &lt;strong&gt;Man Under the Sea&lt;/strong&gt;. It shares many good attributes with previous songs, but adds a joyous epic climax. The song is a keystone of PW's live show, although the version they perform is surprisingly different.  See the links below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;OK, here's the thing...had I been their record company, I'd have ended the CD right at this point, however there are three more tracks to go:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If PW are know for anything it's probably &lt;strong&gt;The Great Escape, &lt;/strong&gt;a melancholic ballad featured in Grays Anatomy. It's a good song of its type, but I don't know if it sits well with the previous tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite simply,&lt;strong&gt; Sleeping Beauty &lt;/strong&gt;should have been left on the cutting room floor. It feels like it was picked up off the floor and reassembled. There are some interesting moments towards the end, but suffers from the lack of a good tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright Shining Lights is an elegiac gospel song, complete with hammond organ. A good song, but I'm not sure it belongs on this CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended? YES, highly recommended to fans of baroque pop. An interesting and very musical CD that could dominate your music system as it has mine. See them live while they're still in smaller venues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINKS:&lt;br /&gt;A cute live performance of Man Under the Sea (well worth staying with this until 3:30!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PNhnuuNOoGg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PNhnuuNOoGg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YA2h9PrIUxs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YA2h9PrIUxs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-5611996930671797281?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5611996930671797281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=5611996930671797281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5611996930671797281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5611996930671797281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/11/close-to-paradise-by-patrick-watson.html' title='Close to Paradise, by Patrick Watson (2006)'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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-4694967628817985244.post-2818734332471182413</id><published>2007-08-09T23:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:40:45.581+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew Bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>It's a string thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RruUIwQk0RI/AAAAAAAAADI/4oB7rYZ05Wc/s1600-h/col385_196653a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RruUIwQk0RI/AAAAAAAAADI/4oB7rYZ05Wc/s400/col385_196653a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096830281414136082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great article in The Times, latching on to something we on this blog already know, that the violin has a firm place in well-crafted modern pop. Many of this blogger's favourites are quickly name-checked - Joanna Newsom and Sufjan Stevens are the first mentioned. Although hardly household names, they are certainly clear reference points for people who know about music. (I love to see Joanna and Sufjan mentioned in the same sentence!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rightly, the greater part of the article concerns the wondrous stage-craft of Andrew Bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/music/article2229501.ece"&gt;http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/music/article2229501.ece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2818734332471182413?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2818734332471182413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2818734332471182413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2818734332471182413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2818734332471182413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-string-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a string thing!'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RruUIwQk0RI/AAAAAAAAADI/4oB7rYZ05Wc/s72-c/col385_196653a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-7255023985451631135</id><published>2007-06-23T09:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T17:35:05.569+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glastonbury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Live review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Rufus Wainwright at Glastonbury</title><content type='html'>No, I wasn't there, but watched it from the comfort of my living room on Friday evening. It was recorded a few hours earlier to judge from the daylight situation.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Playing with an all-male band with 3 pieces of wind and without strings or girly voices Rufus attempted to recreate the major part of Release the Stars. I liked the band's mixture of informal stripy suits. Let's leave the jeans and T-shirts for the endless parade of Brit boy guitar bands on the main stage!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Rufus usually makes a good fist of performing live anything he has recorded, however baroque or concert-unfriendly some pieces might seem. Release the Stars, the song, comes off pretty well as the opener, although his voice doesn't carry well in the mix. The band are up to the job.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Rules and Regulations is introduced as his next single. Festival-friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Art Teacher proves a crowd pleaser, and given that this only exists in live form (on Want Two), he manages a faithful rendition!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Between My Legs has concert staple written all over it. Rufus's voice struggles with the low notes of the first verse, but the upbeat second tune bails him out. This songs has the secondary interest of who will do the voice-over. This time it was his sister Martha reading from the obligatory piece of scrappy paper. (Is that the same bit of paper they've all used? They really should get it laminated before it falls apart!) Rufus promised Martha would be back, but sadly the BBC decided to continue with their slavish devotion of Arcade Fire, so if she did come back I didn't get to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The dreary Going to A Town got a faithful rendition, just in case any visiting Americans weren't pissed off enough with the brooches and black stripes of the stage's backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Slideshow comes across well, although I struggled with Rufus's exhortation to imagine he is Heart's Ann Wilson playing a festival in 1977.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do I Disappoint You was a unlikely inclusion, and afterwards Rufus called it surreal. I'd call it foolhardy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sanssouci was played far too slowly. Not really a crowd pleaser.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The (TV) set finished with the rousing 14th Street.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Were you there? Got a picture I could post?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-7255023985451631135?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7255023985451631135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=7255023985451631135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7255023985451631135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7255023985451631135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/rufus-at-glastonbury.html' title='Rufus Wainwright at Glastonbury'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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-4694967628817985244.post-1808104888443859783</id><published>2007-06-18T19:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:40:46.834+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><title type='text'>And the next state on Sufjan's musical tour is....</title><content type='html'>Discovering the identity of the next state to receive the Sufjan musical treatment preoccupies not just of Sufjanites (like this blogger) but increasingly of the music press in general. So when rumours surfaced of 'Oregon' (often touted as a most-likely next state), Pitchfork were keen to get the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://pitchforkmedia.com/page/news/43676-sufjans-oregon-album-hoax"&gt;Pitchfork's Oregon news&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sufjan's current activities, I suspect he's consumed with matters closer to home, namely the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway, which will premiere at the Brooklyn Academy of Music's &lt;A HREF="http://www.bam.org/events/08SUFJ/08SUFJ.aspx"&gt;Next Wave festival in November 2007&lt;/A&gt;. As well as the multi-media BQE piece orchestrations of old songs plus some other new items are promised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-1808104888443859783?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/1808104888443859783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=1808104888443859783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/1808104888443859783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/1808104888443859783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-next-state-on-sufjans-musical-tour.html' title='And the next state on Sufjan&apos;s musical tour is....'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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-4694967628817985244.post-4161196361637981491</id><published>2007-05-15T17:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:49:46.357Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Release the Stars, by Rufus Wainwright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000O78LH8?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=wwwbaroquepop-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=B000O78LH8"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.baroquepop.com/images/releasethestars.jpg" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Do I Disappoint You 4:40&lt;br /&gt;2 Going to a Town 4:06&lt;br /&gt;3 Tiergarten 3:26&lt;br /&gt;4 Nobody's Off the Hook 4:27&lt;br /&gt;5 Between My Legs 4:26&lt;br /&gt;6 Rules and Regulations 4:05&lt;br /&gt;7 I'm Not Ready to Love 5:51&lt;br /&gt;8 Slideshow 6:21&lt;br /&gt;9 Tulsa 2:19&lt;br /&gt;10 Leaving for Paris No.2 4:52&lt;br /&gt;11 Sanssouci 5:16&lt;br /&gt;12 Release the Stars 5:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Review of Release the Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absence doesn't always make the heart grow fonder, particularly while waiting several years for Rufus to release a CD while he'd rather be prancing around with his Judy Garland tribute. Let's face it, his previous 2004 Want Two hardly left his reputation on a high point. Despite some audacious baroque pop highlights, it felt like warmed-up leftovers from Want One.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Insider gossips, leading up to the release of this CD said that Release the Stars was sounding 'fabulous', but to me the 'Going To A Town' leak on YouTube sounded handsome and yet mundane. Should I even buy the CD? I wondered at one point, however with a holiday imminent I was looking for new music so my MP3 was well stocked for the travels,  and this just had to be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My first impression was that sonically this is as beautifully produced and performed as any record you'll hear... just listen to the quality of the strings and horns, mostly arranged by Maestro Rufus himself. Despite the musical bombast of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do I Disappoint You&lt;/span&gt;, the opener, I must respond with yes it does a little. I'm not convinced by the lyrics, and it's hardly Rufus's most elegant melody.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Going to a Town&lt;/span&gt;' improves with a few listens, but it still strikes me as formulaic until a free ranging chord sequence in the latter part.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Things perk up with '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tiergarten&lt;/span&gt;' a lugubrious summer pop song, with a rhythm that seemed perfectly suited to my first listens to it on long distance trains in Poland and Ukraine. Could this be a hit? No doubt it will be in Berlin. Has a park ever had a better song written about it? Let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nobody's Off The Hook&lt;/span&gt;' proclaims Rufus on the fourth track, backed by an exquisite string quartet. The tune is good, Rufus's singing is good, but the title reminds me of Big Brother a couple of years back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Next up is the trademark Rufus that people love and hate in equal measure. '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Between My Legs&lt;/span&gt;' commences with the kind of verse that any old pop group could write, a simple repetitive melody set square over its rhythm. And then it reaches its second theme and Rufus leaves the aforementioned pop group trailing in his wake as the song takes off with a change of pace and a vibrant tune. The grand chorus that follows is excellent with Rufus's vocals soaring against a huge and exciting backing, which then repeats with Sian Phillips speaking the words as if its something out of King Lear. Seemingly there's nowhere to go after that, but the signature chromatic tune of Phantom of The Opera seems so appropriate. This song is great fun, there's no denying it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Coming after such musical high jinks, the mid-tempo pop of '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rules and Regulations&lt;/span&gt;' seems low key, but taking it in isolation, it's one of the CD's highlights. Nice lyrics, and a great trumpet duet sequence in the breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Not Ready For Love&lt;/span&gt;' is the slowest song in this collection, and finds Rufus singing in his upper register (a la David Gates of Bread). One of the good things about Want One was that the slower ballads were also the shorter songs, whereas at nearly six minutes this one drags.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Not to worry, normal bombast is resumed in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Slideshow'&lt;/span&gt;. The strummed opening verse and high-drama chorus calls to mind the searing '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Go or Go Ahead&lt;/span&gt;' but the subject is rather lighter here, enlivened by the esteemed Richard Thompson's guitar noodling. The opening lyric is simple but highly effective: &lt;blockquote&gt;Do I love you&lt;br /&gt;Because you treat me so indifferently?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the medication?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it me?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of the most talked-about tracks '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tulsa&lt;/span&gt;', with its eyebrow raising lyrics and Eleanor Rigby style backing, is ultimately a shallow throwaway. Seeking to make a point about another performer is indulgent even by Rufus and baroque pop standards!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've found the previous Rufus albums to be front-loaded as far as good songs go, but this time the album ends with the strongest sequence, starting with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Leaving for Paris No. 2'&lt;/span&gt; (no, I don't recall the first one either!). Vocal backing aside, it's the most stripped-back song in this collection, just Rufus on piano and Jeff Hill on bass (the upright type). This is one of the disk's musical highlights for me, the piano chords shift between keys to great effect, and Jeff Hill's multi-tracked bass adding great atmosphere. The song finishes with a long 'goodbye!' that recalls the Sound of Music (the one where the kids are on the stairs.) A little gem, and if Rufus ever delivers the basic album he's long promised, this points to something very fine indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Rufus has a real talent for elegant mid-tempo pop, which is amply demonstrated on '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sanssouci&lt;/span&gt;'. I like the way the melody shifts and progresses in each successive line. With such a strong and infectious tune, the backing of fluttering flutes is superfluous, and yet delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Finally we get a slice of big band bombast with the title track '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Release The Stars&lt;/span&gt;'. With its raunchy rhythm, blowsy trumpets and choir of female backing vocals this is a turn-up-the-stereo blast. A fitting finale!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...except of course for the dreaded bonus tracks. My copy features a voiceless Do I Disappoint You, but other buyers appear to have different songs. Based on my experience of the bonus tracks which litter RW's back catalog I don't expect I'm missing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And what of the artwork? It's exceptionally poor. Someone should tell Rufus that lederhosen isn't a great look. I'd rather have the lyrics printed at a readable size in place of the surfeit of lederhosen and gnome pics.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is a good CD, not a great one. The unloveable &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do I Disappoint You&lt;/span&gt;, the dragging &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Not Ready For Love&lt;/span&gt; and the throwaway &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tulsa&lt;/span&gt;, together with some unappealing lyrics elsewhere, are more than enough to bring the rating down. If you're looking for Rufus's first truly classic CD, you'll have to wait a while longer. But, with its grand, stimulating music and clever tunes, I still recommend this as an essential baroque pop purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Reviews&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://observer.guardian.co.uk/omm/10bestcds/story/0,,2060119,00.html"&gt;Observer Music Monthly&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.musicomh.com/albums/rufus-wainwright-3_0407.htm"&gt;MusicOMH&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-4161196361637981491?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/4161196361637981491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=4161196361637981491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4161196361637981491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/4161196361637981491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/release-stars-by-rufus-wainwright.html' title='Release the Stars, by Rufus Wainwright'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-3889092774660176961</id><published>2006-11-14T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:18:08.115+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'>Ys, by Joanna Newsom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnVhtAEDOnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ukHa7Iubro0/s1600-h/Ys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnVhtAEDOnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ukHa7Iubro0/s400/Ys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077071580669098610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Emily 12:08&lt;br /&gt;2 Monkey &amp; Bear 9:28&lt;br /&gt;3 Sawdust &amp;amp; Diamonds 9:55&lt;br /&gt;4 Only Skin 16:53&lt;br /&gt;5 Cosmia 7:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Review of Ys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst Newsom's 2004 debut, The Milk-eyed Mender, was a quirky but loveable debut, it scarely hinted at the quantum leap that would take us to Ys, and Newsom to packed concert halls around the world just two years later.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dating from the age of vinyl records, I have a particular respect not just for the music but for its packaging too. Much as I love my internet-buying, MP3-listening lifestyle, it doesn’t replace the quiet thrill a music loving teenager got from the tactile record sleeves of his newest aquisitions, read and enjoyed on the bus or train home from the shops, like the aperitif before the main course of actually putting the vinyl on the turntable. Hence, the first thing to impress me about Ys is the embossed slip case (we oldies are suckers for a nice bit of embossing!) , with its Holbein-esque portrait of Newsom. Very fetching. Next comes the gilt-edged 30 page booklet, most of which are printed with beautifully laid out lyrics. What's not to like so far? I put on the CD and play it in the background while I mess around on the computer (i.e. work). Joanna caws and crows and coos, and talks and sings and squeaks and squeals, and sometimes just seems to spit out the words, and it seemed on first listen that she barely stops for breath the whole 55 minutes running time. Despite a few nails-on-blackboard moments I like what I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Several plays later and some of the words are stuck in me like barbs, like on the opening track '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;', a song to her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The refrain is like a song within a song. “I promised you I’d set them to verse, so I’d always remember,” declares Joanna, and then delivers on that promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The meteorite is the source of the light &lt;br /&gt;And the meteor's just what we see &lt;br /&gt;And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee &lt;br /&gt;And the meteorite's just what causes the light &lt;br /&gt;And the meteor's how it's perceived &lt;br /&gt;And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's been noted elsewhere that the above statement isn't technically correct. However, given that sister Emily is an astrophysicist and sings backing vocals on the track we can safely assume this is a private joke. In fact all of the lyrics are private, says Joanna in an interview. The listener is left to savour the pure poetry of her familial ode of love and commitment. To her well-travelled sister Newsom later sings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Emily, they’ll follow your lead by the letter.&lt;br /&gt;And I make this claim, and I’m not ashamed to say I know you better.&lt;br /&gt;What they’ve seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter.&lt;br /&gt;Let us go! Though we know it’s a hopeless endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined, and hold us close forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monkey and Bear&lt;/span&gt;' tells the story of two circus escapees, and their conversations, it's safe to say this is an aesop-like fable... of our inability to escape from the expectations of others? Like much of Newsom’s lyrics it’s an dense and inscrutable as Eliot’s Wasteland. I’d live to read somebody’s analysis of the bear’s second escape.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The first two tracks are considerably enlivened by the creative orchestrations of Van Dyke Parks, but he and the orchestra take a rest for the central track, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sawdust and Diamonds&lt;/span&gt; and it's a testament to Newsom's prowess as a vocalist and harpist that the listener may take a while to note the orchestra’s absence. It’s a good artistic move, showcasing Newsom’s harp playing, while giving the orchestrations a breather, but certainly not the listener as the pace barely lets up for 11 minutes, Newsom spitting out such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I wasn’t born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight&lt;br /&gt;No, I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In the days of vinyl the 17 minutes of ‘&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Only Skin&lt;/span&gt;’ could have occupied a full side, and in many respects it would benefit from such a physical separation. The range of melodies, the numerous changes of pace, the variety of backing instruments, and the scope of lyrics is engrossing and handsomely repays a listener’s (and reader’s!)  attention. The climactic tune, a duet with boyfriend Bill Callaghan, is thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The last song &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cosmia&lt;/span&gt; is (from what I understand) an emotional ode to a passed-away friend. At 7 minutes it’s the shortest and most direct and moving of the songs, and is my favourite. The harp motif and the rapturous refrain that follows it, would do justice to any great classical composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all those lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;down by the river&lt;br /&gt;You brought me bread and water, water in&lt;br /&gt;But though I tried so hard, My little darlin&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t keep the night from coming in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I’ll nail my colours to the mast. Ys is a landmark recording in music, one which I’m sure will stand the test of time for generations. This quirky twenty-four year old musician must now be considered a fully-formed talent, but hopefully without the knock-knees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Media Reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.popmatters.com/pm/music/reviews/7242/joanna-newsom-ys/"&gt;http://www.popmatters.com/pm/music/reviews/7242/joanna-newsom-ys/&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.huliq.com/33433/joanna-newsom-to-perform-at-pabst-theater"&gt;HULIQ.com Rapturous comments about Ys&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-3889092774660176961?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/3889092774660176961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=3889092774660176961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/3889092774660176961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/3889092774660176961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2006/11/1-emily-1208-2-monkey-bear-928-3.html' title='Ys, by Joanna Newsom'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnVhtAEDOnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ukHa7Iubro0/s72-c/Ys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-687597998929566026</id><published>2006-09-04T01:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:24:44.625Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzly Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><title type='text'>Grizzly Bear, Yellow House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sb76Bd-OB_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KOl3Im5bAug/s1600-h/YellowHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sb76Bd-OB_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KOl3Im5bAug/s320/YellowHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313959513476171762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table class="tracklisting" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Easier&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3:43&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="shaded"&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lullabye&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5:14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Knife&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5:14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="shaded"&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Central and Remote&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4:54&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Little Brother&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6:25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="shaded"&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Plans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4:17&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Marla&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4:56&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="shaded"&gt;&lt;td&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;On a Neck, On a Spit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5:47&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Reprise&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3:20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="shaded"&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Colorado&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; width: 17px ! important;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6:14&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="musicplayer"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My Review of Yellow House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose your definition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grizzly bear (Ursus arctos horribilis), also known as the silvertip bear, is a subspecies of brown bear (Ursus arctos) that lives in the uplands of western North America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grizzly Bear is a Brooklyn-based indie rock band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing the bear and the band have in common is I admire them both, although have yet to encounter either in the flesh. That aside, it’s a slightly misleading name for such an urbane outfit from the most cosmopolitan city in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently on Warp Records and consisting of Daniel Rossen (songwriting/guitar), Ed Droste (songwriting/guitar), Chris Taylor (bass/woodwinds/electronics/vocals) and Christopher Bear (drums/vocals). The band employs traditional and electronic instruments, ranging from a recorder to a laptop, and all four members contribute vocals. Their sound is categorized as experimental rock, folk rock, or just indie rock, and is most dominated by the use of acoustic guitars and vocal harmonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow House is the band’s second album, but the first recorded as a real quartet, and arguably the beginning of the Grizzly Bear we know. The title come from Edward Droste’s mother's house where it was recorded, and where I presume the photos that dominate the booklet are taken, although this isn’t explicitly stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing to be said is that I missed this for a year (I’m a music fan, not a critic so I don’t get everything dropping on my doormat at the time of release!) Here’s the thing... the band’s name and the soft-toned album cover didn’t trigger my alerts. However, finally I happened across their sound and was compelled to obtain this CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does it sound like? Not like the cover art, and with little resemblance to grizzly bears! Ostensibly this is a band of guitar, bass, keyboard and drums, but that does little to prepare you for the sound they make. Yes, that’s the instrumentation, but these instruments and many others (piano, xylophone, glockenspiel, autoharp, banjo, clarinet, flute, saxophone) played by the band feel like they’re orchestrated rather than simply played, you’ll rarely hear the drummer keeping a steady background rhythm for long, his percussion is very much part of the orchestra. Add in their accomplished harmonies and we have an intriguing brew for baroque pop fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flute &amp;amp; wind ensemble that kicks off Easier instantly shows this is nor your normal band. Folk? Rock? Pop? Wind, electronics, glockenspiel, finger picking,  brushed percussion, and effortless harmonies. The song is more of a prelude than a complete song, a framework onto which they lay their beguiling sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lullabye teases. It’s moody, not willing to fully reveal itself. Grizzly Bear prove themselves masters of the half-song, just enough of a framework on which to lay their awesome musical structures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knife is the band’s signature tune to date, a portentious drama let by a beautifully fat-toned electric guitar. For the first time on this CD we have a familiar verse-chorus structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central and Remote sounds like a madrigal reimagined by Elliott Smith, the breathy intakes of breath seem almost a homage to the late singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Brother pits a picked banjo and fluttering flutes against a vocal ensemble that evokes the swirling south seas with a sprinking of Weill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans shows there’s no drop in inspiration yet, a bizarre 2/4 tune with a rude tenor saxophone pumping out as much rhythm as the drummer. With the sax, soaring harmonies and diliberate drama, I puts me in mind of Supertramp, and it’s not often I say that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marla is dominated initially by its atmospheric waltz time upright piano The strings arranged by Owen Pallett are effective, giving the piece a nostalgic ghostly echo. Then a vocal tune and harmony appears that seems lift straing from Dark Side of the Moon, except here the music is more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Neck, On a Spit is perhaps the most upbeat track, and apart from its acoustic guitar riff makes it difficult to say this is a folk band as they are often labelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, spend it with me now, All my time, spend it with me now, But each day spend it with you now, All my time, spend it with you now, But out here, no one can hear me, Out hear no one can hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reprise is a subtly gorgeous, harmonically rich song, led by a Sufjaneque banjo riff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love's another kind. From the first morning light, I can follow along, chance to stumble and find, what turns out to be wrong. And my love's another kind. From the top, children yell. You can't talk to me now. You can search for a while, when you're rumbling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorado, has a fugal harmony dominating its stately six minutes. An utterly satisfying final track to this CD, an atmospheric masterpiece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-687597998929566026?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/687597998929566026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=687597998929566026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/687597998929566026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/687597998929566026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2006/09/album-grizzly-bear-yellow-house.html' title='Grizzly Bear, Yellow House'/><author><name>baroquepop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02654845334646853238</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SHBIw5ciNe8/Sb76Bd-OB_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/KOl3Im5bAug/s72-c/YellowHouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-2615433051824872544</id><published>2006-07-10T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:41:46.665+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banjo'/><title type='text'>The Avalanche, by Sufjan Stevens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Robp6JcovkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ko3WZwpCy0U/s1600-h/sufjan_avalanche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Robp6JcovkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ko3WZwpCy0U/s400/sufjan_avalanche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082006414711897666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 The Avalanche 3:14&lt;br /&gt;2 Dear Mr. Supercomputer 4:40&lt;br /&gt;3 Adlai Stevenson 2:34&lt;br /&gt;4 The Vivian Girls Are Visited in the Night by Saint Dargarius and His Squadron of Benevolent Butterflies 1:49&lt;br /&gt;5 Chicago (acoustic version) 4:40&lt;br /&gt;6 The Henney Buggy Band 3:16&lt;br /&gt;7 Saul Bellow 2:53&lt;br /&gt;8 Carlyle Lake 3:15&lt;br /&gt;9 Springfield, or Bobby Got a Shadfly Caught in His Hair 4:17&lt;br /&gt;10 The Mistress Witch from McClure (or, The Mind That Knows Itself) 3:24&lt;br /&gt;11 Kaskaskia River 2:15&lt;br /&gt;12 Chicago (adult contemporary easy listening version) 6:06&lt;br /&gt;13 Inaugural Pop Music for Jane Margaret Byrne 1:25&lt;br /&gt;14 No Man's Land 4:45&lt;br /&gt;15 The Palm Sunday Tornado Hits Crystal Lake 1:38&lt;br /&gt;16 The Pick-up 3:23&lt;br /&gt;17 The Perpetual Self, or "What Would Saul Alinsky Do?" 2:24&lt;br /&gt;18 For Clyde Tombaugh 3:43&lt;br /&gt;19 Chicago (multiple personality disorder version) 4:35&lt;br /&gt;20 Pittsfield 6:41&lt;br /&gt;21 The Undivided Self (for Eppie and Popo) 4:59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Review of The Avalanche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to reviewing this wondrous collection when I get a chance. Meantime, feel free to comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2615433051824872544?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2615433051824872544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2615433051824872544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2615433051824872544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2615433051824872544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2006/07/avalanche-by-sufjan-stevens.html' title='The Avalanche, by Sufjan Stevens'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Robp6JcovkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ko3WZwpCy0U/s72-c/sufjan_avalanche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-2957027786598704432</id><published>2006-05-09T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T23:39:10.548+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beirut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trumpet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balkan'/><title type='text'>Gulag Orkestar, by Beirut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RpATyZcovrI/AAAAAAAAACw/Rad19uRuQ_o/s1600-h/beirut_gulag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RpATyZcovrI/AAAAAAAAACw/Rad19uRuQ_o/s400/beirut_gulag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084585735846674098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 The Gulag Orkestar 4:38&lt;br /&gt;2 Prenzlauerberg 3:46&lt;br /&gt;3 Brandenburg 3:38&lt;br /&gt;4 Postcards From Italy 4:17&lt;br /&gt;5 Mount Wroclai (Idle Days) 3:15&lt;br /&gt;6 Rhineland (Heartland) 3:58&lt;br /&gt;7 Scenic World 2:08&lt;br /&gt;8 Bratislava 3:17&lt;br /&gt;9 The Bunker 3:13&lt;br /&gt;10 The Canals of Our City 2:21&lt;br /&gt;11 After the Curtain 2:54&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2957027786598704432?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2957027786598704432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2957027786598704432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2957027786598704432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2957027786598704432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2006/05/1-gulag-orkestar-438-2-prenzlauerberg.html' title='Gulag Orkestar, by Beirut'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RpATyZcovrI/AAAAAAAAACw/Rad19uRuQ_o/s72-c/beirut_gulag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-5327074637106432874</id><published>2005-07-05T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:46:54.551+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><title type='text'>Illinois, by Sufjan Stevens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnVfbwEDOmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rfgqxUCNYtw/s1600-h/illinois.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnVfbwEDOmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rfgqxUCNYtw/s400/illinois.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077069085293099618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois&lt;/span&gt; 2:08&lt;br /&gt;2 The Black Hawk War, or, How to Demolish an Entire Civilization and Still Feel Good About Yourself in the Morning, or, We Apologize for the Inconvenience, But You're Going to Have to Leave Now, or, "I Have Fought the Big Knives and Will Continue to Fight Them Until They Are Off Our Lands!" 2:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3 Come On! Feel the Illinoise! Part I: The World's Columbian Exposition / Part II: Carl Sandburg Visits Me in a Dream&lt;/span&gt; 6:45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4 John Wayne Gacy, Jr.&lt;/span&gt; 3:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5 Jacksonville&lt;/span&gt; 5:24&lt;br /&gt;6 A Short Reprise for Mary Todd, Who Went Insane, But for Very Good Reasons 0:47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 Decatur, or, Round of Applause for Your Stepmother!&lt;/span&gt; 3:03&lt;br /&gt;8 One Last "Whoo-Hoo!" for the Pullman 0:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9 Chicago&lt;/span&gt; 6:04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 Casimir Pulaski Day&lt;/span&gt; 5:53&lt;br /&gt;11 To the Workers of the Rock River Valley Region, I Have an Idea Concerning Your Predicament 1:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12 The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts&lt;/span&gt; 6:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13 Prairie Fire That Wanders About&lt;/span&gt; 2:11&lt;br /&gt;14 A Conjuction of Drones Simulating the Way in Which Sufjan Stevens Has an Existential Crisis in the Great Godfrey Maze 0:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15 The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is Out to Get Us!&lt;/span&gt; 5:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16 They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbours!! They Have Come Back from the Dead!! Ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt; 5:09&lt;br /&gt;17 Let's Hear That String Part Again, Because I Don't Think They Heard It All the Way Out in Bushnell 0:40&lt;br /&gt;18 In This Temple as in the Hearts of Man for Whom He Saved the Earth 0:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19 The Seer's Tower&lt;/span&gt; 3:53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20 The Tallest Man, the Broadest Shoulders, Part I: The Great Frontier / Part II: Come to Me Only With Playthings Now&lt;/span&gt; 7:02&lt;br /&gt;21 Riffs &amp;amp; Variations on a Single Note for Jelly Roll, Earl Hines, Louis Armstrong, Baby Dodds and The King of Swing, to Name a Few 0:46&lt;br /&gt;22 Out of Egypt, Into the Great Laugh of Mankind, and I Shake the Dirt from My Sandals as I Run 4:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt; items are the 13 actual songs, the rest are instrumentals, preludes and postludes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Review of 'Illinoise'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm sure many other music fans would have said 'Sufjan who?' when they saw this CD getting critical praise from left, right and centre. Certainly I wondered, and it took a lot of reading to convince me that this wasn't simply a case of 'indie-darling of the week'. I took the plunge, and wired more of my cash to Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;First impressions: It's long! The music is cute, softly sung, generally upbeat, and dense too. And did I mention how long it was? At 75 minutes this equates to a double LP in old money.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How enviable it is to earn a living as a music reviewer, and yet I pity them for having to quickly make sense of something as varies and densely packed as this, and from an artist who might have been unknown to them at that point. I'd have to burn the midnight oil to fully comprehend this CD in a week in rotation with others, and then write a cogent review. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Some background details are in order here. Illinoise is the second of Sufjan's so-called '50 state project'. Greetings from Michigan (his home state) in 2003 was the first. Thus, the songs in this collection are inspired by his neighbour state of Illinois, if not in content then in the quirky titles. Sufjan plays a long list of instruments, so we're listening to a multi-tracking feast, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;multi&lt;/span&gt; means more than just a handful. Produced and recorded by Sufjan too, as likely in somebody else's apartment (on borrowed instruments), or perhaps late at night on a piano in a church. Speaking of church, Sufjan is a Christian, and this sometimes informs the content in the most striking and subtle ways. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'll abbreviate the titles in this review (the full ones are shown above), starting with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Concerning the UFO&lt;/span&gt;, a rather striking, mystical, disorientating song backed by piano and flutes. It's probably the only song you'll ever hear in 65/16 time, so enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Unusual time signatures are a Sufjan trademark, as his habit of joining tracks into continuous suites, such as here when Concerning the UFO give way to a choir of portentous voices and a bracing drum and horn fanfare, 'The Black Hawk War'.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Notwithstanding the double prelude which introduces this musical journey, the CD really kicks off with the punchy piano opening of '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Come on Feel the Illinoise&lt;/span&gt;'. The exhuberant 5/4 rhythm of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Part I: The World's Columbian Exposition'&lt;/span&gt; brings to mind the music from Peanuts by Vince Guaraldi. Atop the jagged rhythm is a great little tune shared between Sufjan and his familiar posse of girl-nextdoor backing singers. But that is just part 1. After two minutes the song reaches a middle instrumental section, heralded by a variation of the opening piano lick. Various musical themes emerge, a string quartet trading licks with a fuzzy electric guitar, while the horns blast out a theme similar to The Cure's Close to Me. The music slides effortlessly from 5/4 to 4/4 and the earlier motifs for guitars, strings and horns are combined to provide a lush background for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Part II Carl Sandburg Visits Me In a Dream&lt;/span&gt;, in which one of Chicago's notable poets questions the singer about his artistic integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I cried myself to sleep last night&lt;br /&gt;And the ghost of Carl, he approached my window&lt;br /&gt;I was hypnotized, I was asked&lt;br /&gt;To improvise&lt;br /&gt;On the attitude, the regret&lt;br /&gt;Of a thousand centuries of death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst, Sandburg's questioning is voiced by the girl 'Illinoisemakers'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Even in his heart the Devil has to know the water level&lt;br /&gt;Are you writing from the heart?&lt;br /&gt;Are you writing from the heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On any other album this seven minutes of musical joy would be the absolute pinnacle, but this isn't any other album, there are other tracks here that could easily make such a claim...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;...and it's the next song which is possibly the most written-about. Stevens' attempt to empathise with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'John Wayne Gacy Jr'&lt;/span&gt; runs the risk of seeming apologist as the formative years of Chicago's notorious child killer are laid out for us. But in this tender number (backed by piano, picked acoustic guitar and bass) Stevens' voice perfectly conveys the horror of this man's deeds, gasping for breath in his falsetto as he sings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Twenty-seven people &lt;br /&gt;Even more, they were boys&lt;br /&gt;With their cars, summer jobs &lt;br /&gt;Oh my God&lt;br /&gt;Are you one of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;strong&gt;Jacksonville&lt;/strong&gt;' is the most conventional song so far, a mid-tempo soul-rock number, enhanced by the interwoven thread of a string section within the full compliment of band, horns and voices. It desolves into '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Short Reprise for Mary Todd&lt;/span&gt;' a simple string-based outro.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The squeezebox and banjo backing on '&lt;strong&gt;Decatur&lt;/strong&gt;' give it a back-porch feel very different from the rest of the CD. Sufjan squeezes every possible rhyme out of Decatur. The harmonised voices of Sufjan and Matt Morgan proves a winning combination. &lt;strong&gt;'One Last Woo Hoo for the Pullman' &lt;/strong&gt;is merely a six second outro, so not worth buying on iTunes!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;' is the hit song from this CD. It's one of the simpler tunes here but contains all the trademark backing of strings, horns and voices, together with a catchy soft verse/loud chorus. Through its use in the media (Such as Little Miss Sunshine), this is the one song that has gained a life of its own beyond this CD. There are much better tracks on this CD but few that are as immediate. The song fades out with a vocalisation that hints at the windy city.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Along with Chicago, '&lt;strong&gt;Casimir Pulaski Day&lt;/strong&gt;' forms the double centrepiece of the CD. Whilst the tune is a fine one, with a strong counterpunctual banjo motif, it's the stark and moving lyrics that grab the listener, the story of a teenage girlfriend's death from bone cancer, and how the narrator tries to reconcile that with his faith. The whole lyric is quotable but I'll settle for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night at the Bible study&lt;br /&gt;We lift our hands and pray over your body&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember at Michael's house&lt;br /&gt;In the living room when you kissed my neck&lt;br /&gt;And I almost touched your blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning at the top of the stairs&lt;br /&gt;When your father found out what we did that night&lt;br /&gt;And you told me you were scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'To the Workers of the Red Rock Valley Region'&lt;/span&gt; functions as an outro, and although I've seen this album criticized for its instrumental track, I think the device works well in giving themes and moods some breathing space, and this one provides a breather between two of the most diverse songs on the album.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'The Man From Metropolis'&lt;/span&gt;plays the loud/soft game again, a strident guitar riff (the rockiest moment on the CD) alternating with tender acoustic verses. It all comes together beautifully towards the end, before and dreamlike fading in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Prairie Fire'&lt;/span&gt; couldn't be more different, a curious fugue-like chant in praise of Peoria which soon yields to...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'A conjunction of Drones' which is merely an excuse for another quirky title, and provides a suitable lead-in to what is arguably Sufjan's most ambitious, subtle and beautiful composition, '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Predatory Wasp&lt;/span&gt;'. If somebody states that this is their favourite track, you know they're a serious listener. Musically, it is fascinating, the flute and guitar verse, leading first to sixteen bars of pure Philip Glass, and after the second verse, to a lyrical and melancholic trumpet solo, and then the Philip Glass occurs again, this time as a backing for a dramatic chorus, finally to a multipart instrumental and vocal of not unlike an operatic quartet, a pity it ends too soon. The story is ambivalent to say the least, and concerns a childhood visit to The Palisades. Is it a tale of pubescent homosexual attraction? Is the writer speaking from female perspective? Somebody ran away, but who, and why? Like most of Sufjan's childhood tales it is beguiling. The final fugal verse has a power, atmosphere and tension that defies the gentleness of the arrangement. It ends with the following words, by which time you are losing count of the number of vocal and instrumental lines weaving in and out of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I can't explain the state that I'm in&lt;br /&gt;The state of my heart, he was my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Into the car, from the backseat&lt;br /&gt;Oh, admiration in falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;All of my powers, day after day&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, we swaggered and swayed&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the tower, the prairies below&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, the telling gets old&lt;br /&gt;Terrible sting and terrible storm&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you the day we were born&lt;br /&gt;My friend is gone, he ran away&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, I love him each day&lt;br /&gt;Though we have sparred, wrestled and raged&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, I love him each day&lt;br /&gt;Terrible sting and terrible storm&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The storm becomes a sonic crescendo of electronic noise, finally broken of by the spacious opening guitar chord of '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They Are Night Zombies&lt;/span&gt;'. A cool funk bass riff establishes the tempo of the song, and soon other riffs from guitar, horns and strings and staccato female chanting are layered over it. Later Sufjan layers a stunning falsetto tune on top of an already glorious pudding of counterpunctual sounds. It suddenly yields to 'Let's hear that string part again', which for 16 bars does exactly that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'In this Temple' is another intro, leading to the stark  'The Seers Tower', a song rich in biblical symbolism, until interrupted by an amazing personal confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In the tower above the earth, we built it for Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;In the powers of the earth, we wait until it rips and rips&lt;br /&gt;In the tower above the earth, we built it for Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;Oh my mother, she betrayed us, but my father loved and bathed us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody likes this song, but be patient, it'll get them one day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sufjan proves to be a master of pacing and mood, after the preceding track ends with a respectful few seconds of silence, the gentle rhythm of bells leads perfectly into the finale, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Tallest Man, the Broadest Shoulders&lt;/span&gt;. The sheer exuberance of this song (in 11/4 timing) proves that more than an hour in, Sufjan has inspiration left to burn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'Riffs and Variations' is as expressive as a one note 46 second trumpet solo can be. However it perfectly links the preceding song to the album's only full instrumental '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Out of Egypt&lt;/span&gt;', a beguiling piece of Steve Reich style minimalism. The tune end with instruments dropping out until we are left with a finger hammering down on a single note on a piano, and then that stops and we hear the creaky foot-pedal of the piano of St Paul's Episcopalian Church in Brooklyn being released. The sharp-eared listener will recall the first sound on this CD (75 minutes ago) was the same foot-pedal being pressed down. A strange and poignant moment. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Writing this review, and listening to this CD 2 years after its release, I don't know whether it's the best album ever made, but if you like baroque pop, I think it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;Media Reviews&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.slantmagazine.com/music/music_review.asp?ID=604"&gt;Slant Magazine&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://uk.launch.yahoo.com/050720/33/1y9gh.html"&gt;dotmusic (Yahoo)&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.cokemachineglow.com/reviews/sufjan_illinois2005.html"&gt;cokemachineglow&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-5327074637106432874?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5327074637106432874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=5327074637106432874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5327074637106432874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5327074637106432874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/illinois-by-sufjan-stevens.html' title='Illinois, by Sufjan Stevens'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnVfbwEDOmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rfgqxUCNYtw/s72-c/illinois.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-8643011594740761576</id><published>2005-02-08T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:06:11.052+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew Bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whistling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>The Mysterious Production of Eggs, by Andrew Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnWt8gEDOpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nTcq2XEX-3E/s1600-h/bird_eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnamyQEDOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/J3riOZbIiIQ/s400/Want2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429012142439106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Agnus Dei 5:45&lt;br /&gt;2 The One You Love 3:44&lt;br /&gt;3 Peach Trees 5:59&lt;br /&gt;4 Little Sister 3:22&lt;br /&gt;5 The Art Teacher 3:51&lt;br /&gt;6 Hometown Waltz 2:33&lt;br /&gt;7 This Love Affair 3:13&lt;br /&gt;8 Gay Messiah 3:14&lt;br /&gt;9 Memphis Skyline 4:51&lt;br /&gt;10 Waiting for a Dream 4:14&lt;br /&gt;11 Crumb by Crumb 4:13&lt;br /&gt;12 Old Whore's Diet 8:54&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-7431724188312643253?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7431724188312643253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=7431724188312643253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7431724188312643253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7431724188312643253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2004/11/want-two-by-rufus-wainwright.html' title='Want Two, by Rufus Wainwright'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnamyQEDOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/J3riOZbIiIQ/s72-c/Want2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-6053623430110440883</id><published>2004-03-23T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:34:02.606+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'>The Milk-Eyed Mender, by Joanna Newsom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RoboBJcovjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yJoh7fbtWWQ/s1600-h/joannanewsom_milkeyedmender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RoboBJcovjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yJoh7fbtWWQ/s400/joannanewsom_milkeyedmender.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082004335947726386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Bridges and Balloons 3:42&lt;br /&gt;2 Sprout and the Bean 4:32&lt;br /&gt;3 The Book of Right-On 4:29&lt;br /&gt;4 Sadie 6:02&lt;br /&gt;5 Inflammatory Writ 2:50&lt;br /&gt;6 This Side of the Blue 5:21&lt;br /&gt;7 "En Gallop" 5:07&lt;br /&gt;8 Cassiopeia 3:20&lt;br /&gt;9 Peach, Plum, Pear 3:33&lt;br /&gt;10 Swansea 5:05&lt;br /&gt;11 Three Little Babes 3:42&lt;br /&gt;12 Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie 4:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to reviewing this when I get a chance. Meantime feel free to leave comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6053623430110440883?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6053623430110440883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6053623430110440883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6053623430110440883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6053623430110440883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/milk-eyed-mender-by-joanna-newsom.html' title='The Milk-Eyed Mender, by Joanna Newsom'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RoboBJcovjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yJoh7fbtWWQ/s72-c/joannanewsom_milkeyedmender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-6967115700847785600</id><published>2003-09-23T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:04:19.358+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Want One, by Rufus Wainwright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnanbgEDOtI/AAAAAAAAABM/QJhwpaQMluU/s1600-h/wantone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnanbgEDOtI/AAAAAAAAABM/QJhwpaQMluU/s400/wantone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429720812042962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Oh What a World 4:23&lt;br /&gt;2 I Don't Know What It Is 4:51&lt;br /&gt;3 Vicious World 2:49&lt;br /&gt;4 Movies of Myself 4:31&lt;br /&gt;5 Pretty Things 2:40&lt;br /&gt;6 Go or Go Ahead 6:38&lt;br /&gt;7 Vibrate 2:44&lt;br /&gt;8 14th Street 4:44&lt;br /&gt;9 Natasha 3:28&lt;br /&gt;10 Harvester of Hearts 3:35&lt;br /&gt;11 Beautiful Child 4:15&lt;br /&gt;12 Want 5:11&lt;br /&gt;13 11:11 4:27&lt;br /&gt;14 Dinner at Eight 4:31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6967115700847785600?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6967115700847785600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6967115700847785600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6967115700847785600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6967115700847785600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2003/09/want-one-by-rufus-wainwright.html' title='Want One, by Rufus Wainwright'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnanbgEDOtI/AAAAAAAAABM/QJhwpaQMluU/s72-c/wantone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-539274020983781324</id><published>2003-07-01T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:51:48.579+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><title type='text'>Greetings from Michigan, by Sufjan Stevens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnfREFqV8CI/AAAAAAAAABc/kbcW0gApKfg/s1600-h/michigan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnfREFqV8CI/AAAAAAAAABc/kbcW0gApKfg/s400/michigan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077756973052981282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Flint (For the Unemployed and Underpaid) 3:43&lt;br /&gt;2 All Good Naysayers, Speak Up! Or Forever Hold Your Peace! 4:33&lt;br /&gt;3 For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless in Ypsilanti 3:57&lt;br /&gt;4 Say Yes! to M!ch!gan! 2:46&lt;br /&gt;5 The Upper Peninsula 3:23&lt;br /&gt;6 Tahquamenon Falls 2:18&lt;br /&gt;7 Holland 3:26&lt;br /&gt;8 Detroit, Lift Up Your Weary Head! (Rebuild! Restore! Reconsider!) 8:20&lt;br /&gt;9 Romulus 4:41&lt;br /&gt;10 Alanson, Crooked River 1:18&lt;br /&gt;11 Sleeping Bear, Sault Saint Marie 2:52&lt;br /&gt;12 They Also Mourn Who Do Not Wear Black (For the Homeless in Muskegon) 6:21&lt;br /&gt;13 Oh God, Where Are You Now? (In Pickeral Lake? Pigeon? Marquette? Mackinaw?) 9:23&lt;br /&gt;14 Redford (For Yia-Yia &amp; Pappou) 2:02&lt;br /&gt;15 Vito's Ordination Song 7:06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-539274020983781324?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/539274020983781324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=539274020983781324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/539274020983781324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/539274020983781324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2003/07/1-flint-for-unemployed-and-underpaid.html' title='Greetings from Michigan, by Sufjan Stevens'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnfREFqV8CI/AAAAAAAAABc/kbcW0gApKfg/s72-c/michigan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-7439920268226290976</id><published>2003-04-02T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:30:30.469+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew Bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whistling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violin'/><title type='text'>Weather Systems, by Andrew Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnhSgVqV8DI/AAAAAAAAABk/6CUmHuCob2k/s1600-h/weathersystems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnhSgVqV8DI/AAAAAAAAABk/6CUmHuCob2k/s400/weathersystems.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077899295384268850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 First Song 4:19&lt;br /&gt;2 I 3:13&lt;br /&gt;3 Lull 5:09&lt;br /&gt;4 Action/Adventure 4:04&lt;br /&gt;5 (Untitled Instrumental 1) 1:36&lt;br /&gt;6 Skin 2:53&lt;br /&gt;7 Weather Systems 6:31&lt;br /&gt;8 Don't Be Scared 3:40&lt;br /&gt;9 (Untitled Instrumental 2) 5:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather Systems marks the start of the solo Bird, free of collaborative names of his previous works (Squirrel Nut Zippers, Bowl of Fire). It's a stripped down production, a couple of guitars and some sparce drums. But then there's Andrew Bird's multi-tracked violin, bowed, strummed and plucked, his whistling, and his handsome voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The record kicks off gently with the appropriately named '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;First Song&lt;/span&gt;', a seemingly simple folk ballad in waltz time, just a violin, an acoustic guitar, and their respective voices (Nora O'Connor.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;With an electric guitar and Bird's plucked violin motif the CD gets a harder edge with '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'. It all sounds a bit grim to me, not one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Luckily the downer is short-lived with the gentle driving rhythm and effortless harmonies of '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lull&lt;/span&gt;'. I like the witty navel-gazing lyrics: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;being alone it can be quite romantic&lt;br /&gt;like jacques cousteau underneath the atlantic&lt;br /&gt;a fantastic voyage to parts unknown&lt;br /&gt;going to depths where the sun’s never shone&lt;br /&gt;and i fascinate myself when i’m alone&lt;br /&gt;i’m rambling on rather self consciously&lt;br /&gt;while i’m stirring these condiments into my tea&lt;br /&gt;and i think i’m so lame&lt;br /&gt;i bet i think this song’s about me&lt;br /&gt;don’t i don’t i don’t i ?&lt;br /&gt;i’m in a lull&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-7439920268226290976?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/7439920268226290976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=7439920268226290976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7439920268226290976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/7439920268226290976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2003/04/weather-systems-by-andrew-bird.html' title='Weather Systems, by Andrew Bird'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnhSgVqV8DI/AAAAAAAAABk/6CUmHuCob2k/s72-c/weathersystems.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-2663782734611849099</id><published>2001-06-05T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:48:15.854+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus Wainwright'/><title type='text'>Poses, by Rufus Wainwright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnaoQQEDOuI/AAAAAAAAABU/oLaLga6zvXA/s1600-h/poses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnaoQQEDOuI/AAAAAAAAABU/oLaLga6zvXA/s400/poses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077430627050142434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk 4:44&lt;br /&gt;2 Greek Song 3:56&lt;br /&gt;3 Poses 5:02&lt;br /&gt;4 Shadows 5:35&lt;br /&gt;5 California 3:23&lt;br /&gt;6 The Tower of Learning 4:47&lt;br /&gt;7 Grey Gardens 3:08&lt;br /&gt;8 Rebel Prince 3:44&lt;br /&gt;9 The Consort 4:25&lt;br /&gt;10 One Man Guy 3:31&lt;br /&gt;11 Evil Angel 4:43&lt;br /&gt;12 In a Graveyard 2:22&lt;br /&gt;13 Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk (Reprise) 3:58&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-2663782734611849099?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/2663782734611849099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=2663782734611849099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2663782734611849099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/2663782734611849099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2001/06/poses-by-rufus-wainwright.html' title='Poses, by Rufus Wainwright'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnaoQQEDOuI/AAAAAAAAABU/oLaLga6zvXA/s72-c/poses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-144946839660003576</id><published>2000-06-26T08:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:30:13.432+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badly Drawn Boy'/><title type='text'>The Hour of the Bewilderbeast, by Badly Drawn Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Robmz5coviI/AAAAAAAAABs/03ZeafZGHR8/s1600-h/badlydrawnboy_bewilderbeast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Robmz5coviI/AAAAAAAAABs/03ZeafZGHR8/s400/badlydrawnboy_bewilderbeast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082003008802831906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 The Shining 5:18&lt;br /&gt;2 Everybodys Stalking 3:39&lt;br /&gt;3 Bewilder 0:48&lt;br /&gt;4 Fall in a River 2:17&lt;br /&gt;5 Camping Next to Water 3:50&lt;br /&gt;6 Stone on the Water 3:58&lt;br /&gt;7 Another Pearl 4:27&lt;br /&gt;8 Body Rap 0:45&lt;br /&gt;9 Once Around the Block 3:44&lt;br /&gt;10 This Song 1:32&lt;br /&gt;11 Bewilderbeast 3:30&lt;br /&gt;12 Magic in the Air 3:43&lt;br /&gt;13 Cause a Rockslide 5:55&lt;br /&gt;14 Pissing in the Wind 4:19&lt;br /&gt;15 Blistered Heart 1:50&lt;br /&gt;16 Disillusion 5:19&lt;br /&gt;17 Say It Again 4:41&lt;br /&gt;18 Epitaph 3:50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll review this when I get a chance. Meantime feel free to leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-144946839660003576?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/144946839660003576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=144946839660003576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/144946839660003576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/144946839660003576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/06/1-shining-518-2-everybodys-stalking-339.html' title='The Hour of the Bewilderbeast, by Badly Drawn Boy'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Robmz5coviI/AAAAAAAAABs/03ZeafZGHR8/s72-c/badlydrawnboy_bewilderbeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-6203580687423560919</id><published>1973-01-01T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:15:14.260+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judee Sill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD Review'/><title type='text'>Heart Food, Judee Sill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnamGwEDOrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/niXm5JbAyyE/s1600-h/heartfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnamGwEDOrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/niXm5JbAyyE/s400/heartfood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077428264818129586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1 There's a Rugged Road 3:42&lt;br /&gt;A2 The Kiss 4:32&lt;br /&gt;A3 The Pearl 1:50&lt;br /&gt;A4 Down Where the Valleys Are Low 4:12&lt;br /&gt;A5 The Vigilante 3:48&lt;br /&gt;B1 Soldier of the Heart 3:30&lt;br /&gt;B2 The Phoenix 2:35&lt;br /&gt;B3 When the Bridegroom Comes 4:10&lt;br /&gt;B4 The Donor 7:55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6203580687423560919?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6203580687423560919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6203580687423560919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6203580687423560919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6203580687423560919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/1973/01/heart-food-judee-sill.html' title='Heart Food, Judee Sill'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnamGwEDOrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/niXm5JbAyyE/s72-c/heartfood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-6223929630789103086</id><published>1971-01-01T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:18:42.407+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judee Sill'/><title type='text'>Judee Sill, by Judee Sill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnalWgEDOqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gLal9CrrYCc/s1600-h/judeesill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnalWgEDOqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gLal9CrrYCc/s400/judeesill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077427435889441442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1 Crayon Angels 2:35&lt;br /&gt;A2 The Phantom Cowboy 1:40&lt;br /&gt;A3 The Archetypal Man 3:35&lt;br /&gt;A4 The Lamb Ran Away with the Crown 3:10&lt;br /&gt;A5 Lady-O 3:10&lt;br /&gt;A6 Jesus Was a Cross Maker 3:20&lt;br /&gt;B1 Ridge Rider 4:28&lt;br /&gt;B2 My Man on Love 3:23&lt;br /&gt;B3 Lopin' Along Thru the Cosmos 3:00&lt;br /&gt;B4 Enchanted Sky Machines 2:40&lt;br /&gt;B5 Abracadabra 1:54&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-6223929630789103086?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/6223929630789103086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=6223929630789103086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6223929630789103086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/6223929630789103086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/1971/01/judee-sill-by-judee-sill.html' title='Judee Sill, by Judee Sill'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/RnalWgEDOqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gLal9CrrYCc/s72-c/judeesill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4694967628817985244.post-5003174745509091927</id><published>1971-01-01T00:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T00:23:35.376+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach Boys'/><title type='text'>Pet Sounds, by The Beach Boys</title><content type='html'>Sadly, blogspot only accepts dates from 1971 onwards, this was released 13 May 1966.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Rs9mkw9tUDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-KfY3iGNYzY/s1600-h/beachboys_petsounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Rs9mkw9tUDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-KfY3iGNYzY/s400/beachboys_petsounds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102409684639109170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4694967628817985244-5003174745509091927?l=baroquepop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/feeds/5003174745509091927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4694967628817985244&amp;postID=5003174745509091927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5003174745509091927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4694967628817985244/posts/default/5003174745509091927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baroquepop.blogspot.com/2007/08/pet-sounds-by-beach-boys.html' title='Pet Sounds, by The Beach Boys'/><author><name>mark@therota.com</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZwS7ZhWiUmU/Rs9mkw9tUDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-KfY3iGNYzY/s72-c/beachboys_petsounds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
