Happy New Year!

In honor of the Christian calendar flipping over another time, here is the full video (I don’t know how they did this, but this kind soul wins some kind of YouTube Goodwill award) of the greatest thing to ever happen on New Year’s Day.

Carlos Kleiber. Vienna. 1992.

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Shostakovich 9, The Black Keys, and musical versatility

El Camino
Not actually an El Camino

I’ve recently finished getting acquainted with the Black Keys new album El Camino, their seventh studio album. My initial impressions are all pretty favorable, and I’m still humming whatever Track 9 is called. I know a couple Black Keys fans who do not like the direction taken by the band after Attack and Release, their fifth album which was slated to be a collaboration with Ike Turner before he went up to the great Buick Cutlass in the sky; Danger Mouse produced that album, and he produced El Camino, too. In between, the Keys explored their dark side, and by dark I mean black, with a rap album featuring the likes of Ludacris and Jim Jones and their sixth album Brothers, a shout out to 70’s soul as only two white guys from Akron can do it. Continue reading

Watch this

When I was in high school, my youth orchestra played the last movement of the Hanson ‘Romantic’ Symphony one time, and I think Procession of the Sardar at some point. What we didn’t do was play a totally engaging Sibelius 5 at Lincoln Fucking Center in New York. Plus, they’re from Carmel, Indiana, so you know at least ten of these kids are automatic from three-point range.

This is why amateur performances can be rewarding: those bastards look like they’re having a great time, and they’re playing with tremendous energy. That’s a great foundation for kick-ass music-making, but it gets lost sometimes. Props to them for playing their asses off and making an alcoholic Scandinavian in Heaven proud.

 

New job

FYI, I started working a new job, and I’m always tired and haven’t written anything in a couple weeks and need to get back to it because I really enjoy it. Check back soon, because I will write something, as God is my witness (He’s not actually looking, is He?).