just my kind of hope

Had a crazy day, a whole range of emotions and feelings thrown in today. Some edited highlights included hanging out with the jet setter since 6am, trying to fix stereo cable that was chewed off by little ol’ Pluto the hamster. Finishing off a brilliant political spy thriller by John Le Carre, drinking coffee. Driving around counting the circus posters, and getting all sad reading the Daily Mail (don’t ask) and watching part of a football match I don’t understand. Trains to Germany. Flights to Spain. Our Children French film. Intensity. Fragments of a day I can’t keep.

But that’s not why you’re here. You’re here to listen to this super rad song by the always inspiring, always brilliant Kathleen Hanna. It’s a little love song to her husband, and it might just melt your heart. I’m putting it up because of course it’s cooooool, but also because Ms Hanna is suffering a relapse from the Lyme Disease that crippled le tigre a few years ago, and she’s had to cancel her European tour. I spent a blissful childhood in a kind of wild forest, I was always out – hours every day – running around and exploring the forest with my dogs, and ticks were part of life but I never thought a tick bite could really destroy your life. I hope she’s better soon.

“The punk singer” a documentary about Bikini Kill, Le Tigre, Kathleen Hanna is out on dvd on 23 June, and I’ve already reserved my copy.

Talking of “rock” dvds, I saw Mark Kozelek’s the other day rich which was full of subtle, beautiful, intoxicating sadness and hopeful daydreams of lost memories and the passing of time. Perfect for days like these.


saying things you regret 20 years later

I had planned to list some songs i’ve been digging the last couple of weeks, an eccentric mix of old and new to brighten your day. But then I borrowed a car and forgot all this super cool songs. For this is a “new” (2007!) car with new features, like a cd player. Which means i’m taking a break from prowling around charity shops looking for tapes for my Citroen car. Instead I filled the car up with, errr, Mark Kozelek albums, play that loud and drive 100’s of miles over Sussex for Autism Sussex.

So. I’m putting up “Caroline” from this year’s Mark Kozelek and Jimmy Lavalle for some reason it doesn’t work on soundcloud, but a youtube video with no video is fine too. It’s not the best song on the album, but it’s the sweetest.

Aside from listening to MK, I’ve been checking out Ryan Gosling’s epic battle against the bad companies KFC and Mcdonalds, but somehow I’ve had no choice but to go into such places as part of my job (at least the coffee is fairtrade, I guess though!). I’ve been getting into the Norah Jones and Green Day boy album, and feeling kind of sorry for Ad Rock and Mike D from Beastie Boys over this whole sorry GoldieBlox thing.

If you missed it, GoldieBlox did some parody of 80’s Beastie Boys song “Girls” only this time turning it into a kind of feminist anthem to girls being able to do whatever they want, whereas in the original it was “girls to do my washing to tidy my room” that kind of thing. I feel sorry for them because GoldieBlox should never have done the advert video. it was a cheap marketing ploy for toys. Bringing up the past is a bad idea, and Beastie Boy can’t be accused of being anti feminist. Mike D is married to Kathleen Hanna of course too which has to stand for something. Beastie Boys were kids at the time of “girls” They were making a joke about people they thought were silly with those early songs, and ok it didn’t really work but so what?

When I was 15 and crazy all upset about life and messed up from my parents divorce I said to the school “feminist” in my class something really bad which still makes me cringe all this years later. I said “why don’t you go back to your kitchen.” Awful, right? I’ve always being totally pro womens rights and pretty much anyone’s rights for that matter, against all kind of exploration and awful things like page 3 and “lads magaizines”…and even back when I said that i knew it was a fucking dumb thing to say I was just pretending to be someone else. I think it was the same for Beastie Boys.

Anyway I’m tired and that’s enough of the words, time for the guitar. Even if there isn’t any much guitar in this song!

sufjan stevens = word hero link

sufjan stevens = word hero

You might not think much would link Sufjan Stevens, Miley Cyrus and William Faulkner, but you’d be wrong. Sufjan Stevens not only makes mind-blowing crazy records that rank amongst the finest things I’ve heard this century, but he also knows a thing or too about grammar and literature. Turns out poor old MC doesn’t. Sufjan wrote about all this on his blog, and i thought it was so sweet i’ve added it here.

Aside from that all else is well, im off to buy the new Julie Ruin cd tomorrow in Brighton after NME gave it 9/10. I also heard a really cool Kathleen Hanna interview on the radio Saturday afternoon driving home from Battle castle. Also super excited to see Mark Kozelek playing soon too. Goodnight xo

hear rad new albums from Julie Ruin and Belle and Sebastian here!

Arrived back in ImageEngland late last night after a month away, and if like me you’ve got the end-of-summer blues here are a couple of things to bring back a little sunshine into your life. First the sensational news JD Salinger has new books comming out after 2015, but if you are looking for more immediate pleasure you can check out the new albums from the always awesome Kathleen Hanna and her band Julie Ruin here via NPR first listen and a new collection of b sides from belle and sebastian over at the Guardian newspaper website. Happy listening.

Kathleen Hanna for president

I was reading in the Sunday newspaper about Hilary Clinton’s chances of running for US presidency in 2016, and as cool as that sounds, I’m more excited about the new Julie Ruin due out this autumn.

In a world where so many musicians who have interesting lives, inspired people, did crazy things, and just had that effortless cool streak running through them are now pushing 70 it’s good to celebrate the sheer radness of Kathleen Hanna. She of Bikini kill, she of Le tigre, and now Julie Ruin. The punk rock feminist married, yes married because whoever said feminists can’t get married surely deny romance and love, to Mike D of the beastie boys, and she’s still standing up for freedom and women’s rights. Her live shows are always full on fun, and the new album Run Fast will be out 3 September. The video is from the new album, and in my world this, and not daft punk, should be the dancefloor soundtrack of the summer! Oh yes, Kathleen Hanna for president.