Music Monday

Music Monday: Magnificent (She Says) by Elbow

I haven’t done a Music Monday post in FOREVER, but this song has me hooked and I figured it was a good opportunity to start posting about my favourite ear-worms again.

I’m addicted to anything Elbow/Guy Garvey, but there’s just something so beautiful about Magnificent (She Says), a track from the Little Fictions album, that it seems permanently in residence on my daily commute to work.

The Monday morning grind is bloody hard enough as it is, so what better way than to start the day with something completely freaking gorgeous?

Enjoy!

 

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#MusicMonday Kings of Leon – Don’t Matter

Morning bloggers, friends, writers and weirdos,

I thought a Music Monday post was long overdue and what better way to celebrate than with a new song by my favourite band!

Taken from their #1 album Mechanical Bull, fast-paced rock track Don’t Matter appears to be considered by most as a true return to form and is definitely my fave track from the album.

Turn up the volume and dance like you don’t give a damn. Yeah yeah, I know it’s Monday, but it will make you feel better….I promise πŸ˜‰

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You Don’t Know You’re Beautiful The 1975

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These guys are my new musical crush. Of course it helps that 1975 is also my birth year which I think technically means I’m probably to old to qualify as a fan, but goddamn it, I am!!!

And……you’ve got to admit this is a stunning cover of 1D’s You Don’t Know You’re Beautiful. Yep. That’s right. I’m loving a 1D song and I don’t even care. My niece would be proud of me, my fellow gig buddies, probably not so much πŸ˜‰

Anyway go check these guys out…and buy the album, it’s the best thing I’ve heard in ages.

In love,
Linz xxx

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Matt Corby @ Koko London 19th June 2013

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Okay so I should have written this post two weeks ago and I’m sure some out there who knew I had plans to review the Matt Corby gig, thought that I’d either a) forgotten or b) couldn’t be arsed.

Well, the truth is I had sort of been putting it off. Not because I didn’t want to write the review, but because I just didn’t know how to write it. After all, what could I possibly say that would ever do the gig, or the man himself, any justice?

A Matt Corby gig, I have discovered, really is something you just have to experience. Without going to one, I don’t think you would ever truly understand how amazing he is live. And I don’t mean to come across really gushy here or fan-girly, it’s just the truth, plain and simple.

I have to admit I probably came to the party much later than many of Matts fans, having first heard about him when Fearne Cotton punted his song Brother as her Big Thing on her Radio One show. I recall Fearne saying back then that she had been to see him live and that his voice was one of the most incredible live voices she had heard and since learning a bit more about him and talking to fellow fans on Tumblr and Twitter, so many of them said the same. So, you know, when I got tickets to see him at Koko, I went along with fairly high expectations but I never expected to be as completely blown away by his show as I was.

Koko was rammed. I mean, literally every inch of space seemed to be crammed full of people eager to get a bit closer to the front and when Matt first came on stage and broke into his track Water and Wine, one girl at the front decided to screech “you’re fit!” at the top of her voice and I couldn’t help but think “Urgh, here we go, this is going to be fangirl city” but I wasn’t quite prepared for the hush that descended over the venue once Matt started to sing.

To start a gig with Water and Wine is brave. I’m used to acts getting up there and totally rocking out on the first track to ensure the crowd gets all fired up, but this was the quietest I’d ever heard a London crowd. Literally everyone stopped and drank it all in and from that point on, I knew Matt had reeled everyone in with nothing but his voice. In fact, quite often throughout I was shocked at how the crowd was just stunned into this awed silence and I even heard people being shushed whenever they dared to speak over a song.

New single Resolution received a tumultuous reception despite not having yet been released over here (the release date is 16th July) and everyone sang along like it was already an old favourite. Souls A’Fire literally brought the place down halfway through the gig and Untitled (my personal fave) had everyone holding their breath until the final note.

One thing I would say about Matt is that he’s not predictable. He could have opened with a storming rock song like Souls A’Fire and he could have encored with inarguably his most well-known song Brother, because that’s what I would have expected but he didn’t. Ending the show with Big Eyes (duetted exquisitely by the angel voiced Bree Tranter) and My False was a surprising but amazing choice and left everyone in the audience wide-eyed and wanting even more.

And I’m happy to say Fearne Cotton was right. Everyone was right. I’ve been to a few gigs in my time and no one – yep not even my favourite Followill – tops Matt Corby vocally. He really does have the most incredible live voice I have ever heard in my life and I don’t think anyone I will see will ever beat him. Yup. He really is that good.

But don’t take my word for it. Or even Fearne’s for that matter. Just go to a gig. Because unless you go, you will never truly get it and no review in the world will ever prepare you for just how talented this guy really is.

Photo credit: @r-e-w-i-n-d-d from Tumblr

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Kings of Leon O2 Arena London, 12th June 2013

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Did I mention it was my birthday last week? Despite the fact that a certain American diner decided to keep taunting me with emails reminding me of my age in big bold letters, I refused to let the day go by without celebrating in the best way possible and what better way could there be than with 20,000 people and four guys from Nashville?

As if they KNEW it was my birthday, Kings of Leon scheduled two gigs at the O2 arena during my birthday week and lets face it, it would have been rude of me not to turn up to my own party, right?

It’s been a while since we saw their faces on our shores, particularly after the troubles that followed the release of difficult ‘beachy’ fifth album Come Around Sundown and so this long-awaited tour was bound to be met with some trepidation and anxiety. We’re fans. We want the show to be amazing. We want all our favourite songs. And we want a gig that we know we will be talking about forever.

And I’m so damn pleased to say this gig did all that and so much more.

The break has done the boys the world of good. They looked happy….yes, happy! And we had smiles throughout. They looked refreshed, sounded INCREDIBLE and the energy was just off the scale. I was fortunate enough to go to the Radio One Rivoli Ballroom gig and I have to say, as awesome as it was, I always felt it would ruin any future gigs for me. After all, what could possibly top seeing your favourite band – a stadium/arena band no less – in an 800 capacity venue with just 300 people in attendance?

Well, I have to say Wednesday’s gig at the O2 was pretty damn amazing competition. The set list was stunning – we got Milk, Cold Desert, Molly’s Chambers, Crawl, the obligatory SoF and two new songs from the yet-to-be-released album, to name but a few! Apparently the set list on the Thursday gig was even better….I was more than a little jealous that the Thursday crowd got Arizona, Trani and Holy Roller Novocaine but there’s no way I’m complaining about the Wednesday tunes!

The crowd was totally fired up and finding ourselves just a couple of rows back from the barrier on Matty’s side, we had one hell of a party. I can’t remember dancing so much at a gig (barring Kasabian at Wembley Stadium) and I think I smiled more than the band did. With a raucous encore of Closer, Use Somebody and Black Thumbnail, we left the arena with literally no voices, very sore feet and on a buzz that would last for days.

If this gig is anything to go by….our boys are definitely back….not that they ever left us mind you, but they’ve definitely left thousands of fans chomping at the bit for the new album and fingers crossed for a showcase tour before Christmas πŸ™‚

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If you want to follow the band’s progress on this tour and the summer festival dates, please check out @KoLFanblog on twitter, Facebook and http://www.KoLFanBlog.com as the girls continue to keep us all updated on all the dates and latest KoL news

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RIP Ray Manzarek

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Evening readers, bloggers, friends and weirdos,

Today in the UK, we have witnessed (courtesy of many at-the-ready camera phones) just how crazy, screwed up and evil our world can be and as is duly the case these days after an event such as the Woolwich attack, our social media sites explode with hatred and bigotry, with people fighting between themselves instead of respecting the fact that someone has lost their life and somewhere right now, a family are in mourning.

And so I’m seeking safe haven somewhere other than Twitter and Facebook. Tumblr was a good bet. Still a million pictures of doughnuts, kittens and quotes about love. Wattpad was also a good option. Just a gazillion great reads that help you escape from reality. And then I remembered WordPress, a place I should definitely visit more often.

And so I’m here to pay respects and show love for another loss suffered earlier this week, albeit from very different circumstances, and I’m sorry for not commenting sooner on the passing of dear Ray Manzarek.

I, like many others, am exceptionally guilty of waxing lyrical about Jim Morrison and rarely mentioning the other three members of The Doors, all fundamental to creating some of my favourite songs of all time. And there’s no doubt that without Ray’s vision, The Doors would never have existed.

Recently my husband and I watched a documentary, which I think was on Sky Arts, all about The Doors and I don’t know how old the docu was, but in it we saw a tanned, good-looking white-haired Ray talking about his experiences of The Doors during Jim’s lifetime. I recall us laughing (although in a good-natured way) at the way Ray spoke….like a true product of sixties America, all like-wow-man narrative and I could clearly picture Jim and Ray during that first instrumental meeting discussing poetry, Dylan, music. And we can all go on about Jim until the cows come home (and I will always) but without Ray there was no band. Without Ray, maybe Jim would never have become a rock star. Who knows?

Ad so, albeit a bit delayed, I say thank you to Ray. For the passion, the vision and the awesome keyboard playing!!!

RIP you wonderful man xx