Monday, March 31, 2008

Smashing Pumpkins.

I'm compensating for the fact that I didn't write in here yesterday.

BE AMAAAAZED! I also love blogging. And music. Oooh.

I also love the Pumpkins. I must say though, the fact that they've come back minus D'arcy and James is a slight disappointment. I mean sure, most people will say "Oh, but Billy IS the band!" But you know what? You're all ignorant. A lead singer who is fairly well known does not constitute 'the band'. Sure, Billy Corgan is probably the core member due to his famousness and whatnot, but the other members are just as important, if not more. You can have an instrumental band or a band with a vocalist, but who wants to listen to just singing, with no music in the background whatsoever? I know I don't. I had to put up with it for two nights when I was on holiday considering the boring woman next to us did that for hours on end. But I digress.
The Smashing Pumpkins, I figure, are rather influential. I know for a fact that they have inspired me to get interested in music. Siamese Dream and Adore are such good albums. If you do not have those two cds somewhere in your collection, you seriously fail at life. I may forgive you at some point, but you know, probably not. God!
Unfortunately, I don't remember much about the music I listened to as a child. Actually, that may be kind of fortunate considering my spastic obsessions with the Spice Girls and ABBA. But those two aside, I'm pretty certain my taste wasn't terrible. There was the Pumpkins, Nirvana, The Offspring and Iron Maiden amongst the myriad of bands I liked.
I don't remember owning anything by the Smashing Pumpkins. I think it was probably because my mother bought cds for me back then, and would protest against the covers or song titles or whatever dorky reason she could conjure up for not buying them for me. I still obtained them thought, I'm canny like that.
Despite how the hell I got my grubby little under 12 hands on their music back then, I've always loved them. How can you not?

Take the opening song on Adore for example; To Sheila. It's a perfect slice of alternative rock balladry, and a great opener to a cd. It's so gentle and calm in comparison to something like The Everlasting Gaze, for example. Then for it to lead onto something like Ava Adore, which is quite different in comparison.. Gosh. I'm sorry, I need to collect myself for a moment.

Collected. Right, where was I? Everyone remembers Ava Adore right? I do, and I was.. Er. Young when it came out. Yes, I forget how old I was when it was released and I'm so terrible at maths I cannot count back from 19 to figure it out. Not really, I'm actually just lazy.
Adore is just so depressing. Who doesn't just love an album that can sound so bleak and beautiful without being cursed the damning tag of 'emo'? [dare call SP emo and I know a fair few people who will break through your bedroom door at night and stuff coconuts down your throat and rape your pillows. Yeah. Threatening isn't it?]
Compared to Siamese Dream, oh yeah, that opens with the relatively upbeat Cherub Rock. It also has the brilliant Today. That song is my theme for when my non-medicinal handling of my illness fails and I just regress back to bleak me. Don't be fooled by the pretty guitar work and rougher choruses, it's not all daises and buttercups. Open your eyes and look into it people. You might learn a thing or two.

Man, I could go on for years about the awesomeness of every song they've recorded, but I won't.
I'll leave it at the following;

The Smashing Pumpkins will always be one of the greatest grunge bands from the 90's. As a diehard fan, I will listen to Zeitgeist, but whether or not I will enjoy it as much as I do the stuff from their heyday, I have no idea.
Long live the Pumpkins.

Interpol.

I love Interpol.
That's about all I can say on the topic. But I have to elaborate.

When I was in Year Ten, I had a Nazi maths teacher. What sort of maths teacher kicks a kid out of class because she sneezed and forgets about her for 20 minutes? Yeah. She was a cow.
It wasn't until one day she kept me behind and told me she was strict with me because she feared that if someone wasn't I'd fall behind and.. Well, jump off the edge, so to speak.
After she probed into the details of my ailments and problems, we started talking about music. That in itself was weird, because she looked like Big Bird in a maths club. She mentioned that she liked Interpol, and despite the fact I hated that band back then, I kind of respected her, for her music taste, because all my other teachers liked jazz and blues. Blah.

That was about about three / four years ago.

I still would rave about my undying dislike for Interpol. Who the hell would want to listen to a band that sounds so boringly monotone, with no real expression or emotion in the vocals? I used to giggle at people's attempts at recreating Paul Banks rather bland vocal style.

Until I heard the song PDA.

I don't remember where I heard it. It wasn't rage or on Triple J; the only radio station I'll ever listen to. I actually think it might've been on one of those iTunes radio station things, even though most of the music on that is dull.
But I heard it, and I actually enjoyed it. I figured it was one of those situations where I'd like one song by the band, and not the rest. I hated Evil when I heard it, and thought the music video was the stupidest thing I'd seen in a fair while.
The lyrics seemed far cleverer than a lot of the bands I listened to then. Not to say that music I like has shit lyrics, some of them do, but they just seemed more meaningful? More intelligent. I don't know. Is most indie like that? It kind of seems like it is.

Anyway. As I was saying. Interpol; ooh yes. I went all fuzzy and warm feeling over PDA. It made me want to show PDA to PDA. Oh that was a bad joke. Sue me. Moving right along.
I finally thought 'hey, I'll look at other Interpol songs besides just PDA and see if maybe, just maybe, I find myself liking them.' So I did just that, and I'm proud to announce that I am an Interpol convertee.

And just for the record, I fucking adore Evil. I have no idea how I could've hated it in the first place, it's just that good! My nephew has taken to mocking the intro to the song though, and I sometimes wonder why they thought of the names Rosemary and Sandy. Why not Bertha and Martha? Or maybe Gertrude and Maureen [oooh that reference is for Megan]. Come on!!

I no longer find Paul Banks vocal styles annoying and grating. Quite the opposite really. It's a little hot. I also like their bass lines. Bass is hot. I love bass so much, that if a bassline was put into the body of some super sexy man/woman, I'd have freaky sex with it. If I do not stop here this blog will end up in a place I do not intend for it to end up in.
WOW! INTERPOL!
Speaking of, I saw this interview with Carlos and Paul on Triple J TV a few weeks ago. Anyone else catch that? Carlos seemed rather.. Up himself? I had to laugh; he reminded me of Johnny Depp in Sweeney Todd. Oh boy.

If you'll all excuse me, I have to go and listen to Interpol now.
I have to swoon over the bass intro to Evil, and their lyrics, and ponder a way to capture their essence in a bottle and release a perfume called Eu de Interpolle.

Thank you.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Radiohead.

I would like to express my dislike of the band Radiohead.
I could nitpick and think of a thousand silly reasons why I don't like them, including the fact they chose to call themselves Radiohead, when none of them have an electrical appliance as a head, but why do that? I'm sure some people may think names of some of the bands I listen to are silly too.

For starters, I really don't like Thom Yorke. I think if he was in another band, I still wouldn't like him. I don't have a plausible reason to defend my reason of not liking him, but you can't like everyone in the world, can you?
He's whiney. I also think his voice sounds a little nasally at times. Who wants to listen to nasal sounding voices? I could be wrong, maybe my stereo was demented in some way and MADE it sound nasally, or I could've had an ear infection, but I know what I heard; it was nasal.
Another, they're supposedly all influential and whatnot. What makes them so special that THEY'RE influential? There's plenty of influential bands out there.
It annoys me that Paranoid Android is on the ending credits for Ergo Proxy [how I love that show] but in light of that, I do find that particular song relaxing, and actually bearable. It's not as whiney as other songs I've heard.

Their music bores me. I can listen to softer music, indie and alternative are fun genres, and I even sometimes find myself listening to minimal amounts of post-rock and right now, Porcupine Tree, but I need energy in my music. I like to be able to jump around and feel like I'm part of the music, and just have fun. Who the hell can rock out to a song like, for example, Karma Police?
Radiohead has the sort of music which I can picture being played in a nursery or maybe a old folks home.

Come on, yell at me and tell me I'm so wrong.
Tell me I haven't heard enough of their music to pass judgment. Sure, maybe they do have some fairly upbeat songs, but that doesn't mean I'd like them.
Sure, I've changed my mind on artists that I've not liked and realized I do like them, but I cannot stand Radiohead.
I will not like Radiohead ever, with the exception of the bearableness of Paranoid Android, and that might also have something to do with the fact it seems to suit the credits for Ergo Proxy.

I have nothing against their fans, I just wonder how they have the patience to actually listen to them.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Architecture In Helsinki; Places Like This [2007]

To be honest, I never really liked Architecture In Helsinki. Although, I saw the video for Hold Music and found myself actually enjoying it. So I took it upon myself to actually listen to them and decide then whether I like them. And listen I did!

I wasn't too sure about my decision to listen to the cd entirely.
The fact that they chose Red Turned White to open is, well, their decision obviously, but I don't like that song, and it put a dampener on the whole point of me giving the cd a try. I honestly didn't want to keep listening after I heard that song. I know it's kind of short but it bored me, and I sat there just staring blankly with a look of distaste on my face. Just picture the whole o.O look coupled with a mouth slightly open in a 'what the fuck?' fashion, and a raised eyebrow. Not two, just one. Who the hell raises both eyebrows when wondering what the hell they're listening to? I sure don't!

I think I just went off topic.
As I was saying, I was quite happy to blindly ignore the whole cd, and go on in life happily enjoying the three songs of theirs that I like [Heart It Races, The Owls Go + Hold Music].
Part of me is glad that I didn't give up. Of course, I was pleased when two of the aforementioned songs came up on next, one after the other, so that was good.
Feather In A Baseball cap pissed me off. It was very boring, in my opinion.
Ok next. Underwater; I like the simplicity of that song. It's nice. I can sort of see myself falling asleep to it. Not in a 'oh god this is so boring' way, but a 'this is so calm and peaceful I might drift off now' sort of way.
The beginning of Like It Or Not made me laugh and wonder just how seemingly juvenile this band can get, with their da-da-da's and wa-wa-wa's. Maybe they should throw in some scooby-dooby's and sha-la-la's. Or not. I hope I haven't given them ideas. Highly unlikely I have. Wa-wa-wa's aside, I do like that song.
DEBBIE! I didn't realize that I've heard that song before and thoroughly enjoyed it. I'm pretty sure I heard it sometime on Triple J and just didn't pay much attention, seeing as I only listen to the radio in the car or when I'm sleeping. But I immediatebly remembered the chorus, and was pleased that I finally knew the name of the song. Hooray!
Lazy (Lazy) was good. It wasn't full of the baby noises I mentioned before, and had basic instruments which seems to be a nice change considering the range AiH have.

Yeah you know what?
I think it's easier to say that surprisingly enough, I actually liked this cd. I found myself tapping my feet to the songs and getting lost in the catchiness of the happiness that the songs possess.
I'm still wondering whether it was a good cd to start with or theirs. Maybe I should've tried Fingers Crossed first, but either way, I'm quite glad I bothered to listen to it.
There are only two songs on here that I don't like, but the chances are that I'll listen to them and they'll grow on me until I do like them.

I enjoy quirky music. Oh yeah.

First Things First: An Introduction

Yes, you heard right.
An introduction. Who doesn't love introductions?

I started this blog when I decided I talk about music a little too much sometimes and had an urge to make a music related blog.
And what exactly is this blog comprised of?
I will give my opinions on bands, albums, songs + videos.
Basically, whatever I feel like, k?

Great!
Now that we've got that behind us, you may know a little more about iTarah.
Yes, my name is Tarah. The 'i' came from the fact I decided to make myself an Apple product. As a joke of course. Although I think I'm the only one who knows how I came up with that.
Why have an iPod when you can have an iTarah?
I enjoy things. Things like the smell of garlic, playing with rose petals, reading comics, advancing my DVD collection, lying under trees in the city with friends + booze, writing stories/poems/lyrics, counting the steps I take, spelling tests, computer + video games and listening to how people talk.
I have weaknesses for English accents, glasses and green eyes. Incidentally, the most amazing person I've ever met fits those categories. Hooray for her.
Yes, I am 'bisexual', or, as I prefer to call it, 'not fussy'.
I collect my cat's whiskers after they fall out. Currently, I have 22.

I love debates, depending on how passionate I am about the subject + arguments. I'm probably one of the best listeners you could meet, and I seem to have taken on the role of secretkeeper to my friends, and even those who aren't my friends.

My favourite bands are Jack Off Jill + Metric. Emily Haines is a genius.

I guess that's all.
Let's see how well this blog fares then shall we?