My Current Favourite Film
Moneyball is a top film – I cannot recommend it highly enough. I’m a sucker for an uplifting sports film, and Moneyball ticks all the boxes. Loser baseball team, check. Lack of funds, check. Beating the system, check. Heartbreaking loss at the end, check! But another aspect of the film that is strong is definitely the soundtrack, and of all the accompanying score, This Will Destroy You’s input fits the film most appropriately.
Mid Jam Sesh
There are no words to this song, but there definitely shouldn’t be. It’s perfect the way it is. This song swells, rises, and drops majestically. The heavy beat of the drum resonates, every note seems to have a reason for being there. By being 11 minutes long, this no longer conforms to the now generation’s idea of a 1 minute song being plenty, but the range of this song is phenomenal. That first drum snare at the start is enough to hook you. If I could ever write the soundtrack to my life, this would be played over all the epic moments (to think, there are embarrassingly few epic moments in my life so far, I will try and jazz up my life ASAP). It’s summer – take 15 minutes out of your day, crank this up, and just enjoy.
This is a Britpop epic and definitely deserves a listen from all of your lovely ears.
I think we’re all lying if we pretend we don’t get this in some way. We’ve all been seduced and ended up in a state of hyper wariness. I remind myself of this song to save my feelings from more destruction… Continue reading
The Smiths are pretty much the greatest Britpop band of all time. If you haven’t bought their entire catalog and listened through completely, you really ought to (that seemed to be ramping up to something more than it did). Continue reading
You know I always have loved The View. Who doesn’t love Scottish man children that below out songs that beg to be danced to. Answer – most of the public since 2007 but WHATEVER… (sob) Continue reading
Ah, nothing like a night in the freezing cold English countryside to help you forget about your city problems. Having (not really) slept on the floor of a dusty old barn, the 2 hour car journey home needed music that would be enjoyable for bleary-eyed teenagers. Fortunately, Blackmill was there to save the day.
Goodbye for the week from me. I’ll leave you with a real summer corker. Continue reading