I'm clearing up the backlog of my half-started blog posts...so this one started about a month ago.
Okay, so I have hurled large globs of praise at British Sea Power and all of it is well deserved. But it means I haven't been lobbing globs of praise at Idlewild, yet another criminally underappreciated band from the British Isles. So, that's not fair. I recently purchased Warnings/Promises and five tracks off of Make Another World, and I feel ashamed that I had not gotten them sooner. Ashamed. Because I knew how great they were from their 2002 album The Remote Part.
Incredibly, in between the two albums, the man with the worst name in popular music, the man that has a name so absurd it has to be real and has to be Scottish, the man with a face as ugly as his name, yes, even Roddy Woomble, came out with an absolutely magnificent folksy album that rightly should sit as one of the top three albums of 2007, up there with Sky Blue Sky and In Rainbows. I mean, this things is fantastic. There's one song that's a little too cheesy (Waverly Steps), but the rest is so great.
And then there's this, that I think is cool. Roddy Woomble singing a Robert Burns poem at some Robert Burns Love-A-Thon on the Scottish Telly. So weird. I can see Colin Meloy doing something like this I guess, but not too many other Americans.
2 comments:
I gotta tell you, RUN, I was all set to rip on old Roddy for singing a poem, but that was pretty flippin great. Those Europeans always make me wish I was one of them; that I had culture like they do. Colin et al don't have anything on that performance.
Have any studies been done on the probability of people with absurd names becoming feckless "musicians"? Just wondering in Orem.
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