Arctic Monkeys have named their new album 'Suck It And See', and will release it on June 6.
The album, their fourth, was produced by James Ford at Sound City Studios in Los Angeles. It features 12 new songs including 'Brick By Brick', and Don't sit down 'cause i've moved the chair.
The album will arrive just before the band's Sheffield Don Valley Bowl gigs, set for June 10 and 11.
The track list will be:
'She's Thunderstorms'
'Black Treacle'
'Brick By Brick'
'The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala'
'Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair'
'Library Pictures'
'All My Own Stunts'
'Reckless Serenade'
'Piledriver Waltz'
'Love Is A Laserquest'
'Suck It And See'
'That's Where You're Wrong
Alex turner 'bout two brand new songs:
Brick By Brick
CLIK for the video
It’s just a fucking laugh, isn’t it? It’s got, like, three “rock’n’rolls” in it. We were in Miami on tour once and we just got off a long flight to there and we had an idea for a song called 'Brick By Brick’ and so we wrote it that night just sorta in a bar. But it were quite loose, we thought about it as the concept of a song and all these things that you want to do – brick by brick – and we just made a list of them that was probably three times as long as what it ended up over that night and the next few weeks.
Don’t Sit Down ’Cause I’ve Moved Your Chair
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Well, that’s something somebody said. Oh, in fact I said it to somebody whose chair I’d moved and I didn’t want them to hurt themselves. This was while we were in the studio doing the Submarine recording [Alex recorded the soundtrack to friend Richard Ayoade’s debut film] and James said, 'Oh, that sounds like it could be like a ’60s garage Nuggets tune and be called that’.
So then we thought, well, ok if that’s what you can’t do (sit down, ’cos I’ve moved your chair), then what sort of ridiculous things can you do that are probably more dangerous than if you just sat down? But also I quite like that it’s, y’know, well, you don’t want people to be sat down, do you? You want them to be up. That’s going to be our first single I think
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mercoledì 27 aprile 2011
ARCTIC MONKEYS' NEW ALBUM SUCK IT AND SEE OUT IN JUNE
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martedì 19 aprile 2011
KEITH HARING. ANOTHER OF MY FAVOURITE ARTISTS
Keith Haring (May 4, 1958 – February 16, 1990) was an artist and social activist whose work responded to the New York City street culture of the 1980s.
Born in Reading, Pennsylvania, Haring grew up in Kutztown and was interested in art from an early age. From 1976 to 1978 he studied graphic design at The Ivy School of Professional Art, a commercial and fine art school in Pittsburgh. At age 19 Haring,[1] moved to New York City, where he was inspired by graffiti art, and studied at the School of Visual Arts.
In New York, Haring found a thriving alternative art community that was developing outside the gallery and museum system, in the downtown streets, the subways and spaces in clubs and former dance halls. Here he became friends with fellow artists Kenny Scharf and Jean-Michel Basquiat, as well as the musicians, performance artists and graffiti writers that comprised the burgeoning art community. Haring was swept up in the energy and spirit of this scene and began to organize and participate in exhibitions and performances at Club 57 and other alternative venues.
During a brief but intense career that spanned the 1980s, Haring’s work was featured in over 100 solo and group exhibitions. In 1986 alone, he was the subject of more than 40 newspaper and magazine articles. He was highly sought after to participate in collaborative projects ,and worked with artists and performers as diverse as Madonna, Grace Jones, Bill T. Jones, William Burroughs, Timothy Leary, Jenny Holzer, Yoko Ono and Andy Warhol. By expressing universal concepts of birth, death, love, sex and war, using a primacy of line and directness of message, Haring was able to attract a wide audience and assure the accessibility and staying power of his imagery, which has become a universally recognized visual language of the 20th century.
Keith Haring died of AIDS related complications at the age of 31 on February 16, 1990. A memorial service was held on May 4, 1990 at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City, with over 1,000 people in attendance.
Born in Reading, Pennsylvania, Haring grew up in Kutztown and was interested in art from an early age. From 1976 to 1978 he studied graphic design at The Ivy School of Professional Art, a commercial and fine art school in Pittsburgh. At age 19 Haring,[1] moved to New York City, where he was inspired by graffiti art, and studied at the School of Visual Arts.
In New York, Haring found a thriving alternative art community that was developing outside the gallery and museum system, in the downtown streets, the subways and spaces in clubs and former dance halls. Here he became friends with fellow artists Kenny Scharf and Jean-Michel Basquiat, as well as the musicians, performance artists and graffiti writers that comprised the burgeoning art community. Haring was swept up in the energy and spirit of this scene and began to organize and participate in exhibitions and performances at Club 57 and other alternative venues.
During a brief but intense career that spanned the 1980s, Haring’s work was featured in over 100 solo and group exhibitions. In 1986 alone, he was the subject of more than 40 newspaper and magazine articles. He was highly sought after to participate in collaborative projects ,and worked with artists and performers as diverse as Madonna, Grace Jones, Bill T. Jones, William Burroughs, Timothy Leary, Jenny Holzer, Yoko Ono and Andy Warhol. By expressing universal concepts of birth, death, love, sex and war, using a primacy of line and directness of message, Haring was able to attract a wide audience and assure the accessibility and staying power of his imagery, which has become a universally recognized visual language of the 20th century.
Keith Haring died of AIDS related complications at the age of 31 on February 16, 1990. A memorial service was held on May 4, 1990 at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City, with over 1,000 people in attendance.
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sabato 9 aprile 2011
LAST LETTER FROM KURT COBAIN
To Boddah pronounced
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complainee. This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years. Since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things. For example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins it doesn't affect the way in which it did for Freddy Mercury who seemed to love and relish in the love and adoration from the crowd. Which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is I can't fool you. Any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100 % fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do. God, believe me I do but it's not enough.
I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last three tours I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much. So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, pieces Jesus man! Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know. I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be.
Full of love and joy kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable self-destructive, death rocker that I've become. I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along, and have empathy. Empathy! Only because I love and feel for people too much I guess. Thank you all from the pit of my burning nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore and so remember, its better to burn out than to fade away. peace, love, empathy.
Kurt Cobain
Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your alter. Please keep going Courtney For Frances For her life which will be so much happier without me. I Love you. I love you! Kurt
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complainee. This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years. Since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things. For example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins it doesn't affect the way in which it did for Freddy Mercury who seemed to love and relish in the love and adoration from the crowd. Which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is I can't fool you. Any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100 % fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do. God, believe me I do but it's not enough.
I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last three tours I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much. So much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, pieces Jesus man! Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know. I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be.
Full of love and joy kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable self-destructive, death rocker that I've become. I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along, and have empathy. Empathy! Only because I love and feel for people too much I guess. Thank you all from the pit of my burning nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore and so remember, its better to burn out than to fade away. peace, love, empathy.
Kurt Cobain
Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your alter. Please keep going Courtney For Frances For her life which will be so much happier without me. I Love you. I love you! Kurt
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giovedì 7 aprile 2011
mercoledì 6 aprile 2011
FUCKING AROUND !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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martedì 5 aprile 2011
THE FRATELLIS - COSTELLO MUSIC
thank you for the suggestion, i like writing reviews even if my english ain't perfect.
Costello Music released in 2006, is the first album by 'The fratellis'. The sound is pure indie-pop-rock made in Britain.
It's a young album, catchy stuff and easy to listen. Exhilarating guitar riffs and arrogant swagger. The sound is a mix of Strokers, Libertines, Jam and Clash. Like the Libertines, They have concocted hyperreal stories about: car thief, mystical oddball, drunken nights, girls – which are immediately more interesting than whatever the truth might be. Teenage music, but it always works.
I appreciate 'Costello music', but i don't know if the next month i'll hear this CD still .
will I put it between the 'dusty' CDs or will i love it?
It starts with high energy maybe too much to start, In the middle is a little bit boring and at last it gets rock again.
After all if you like The Libertines, i'm sure you will love also the fratellis.
vote: 7/10
Costello Music released in 2006, is the first album by 'The fratellis'. The sound is pure indie-pop-rock made in Britain.
It's a young album, catchy stuff and easy to listen. Exhilarating guitar riffs and arrogant swagger. The sound is a mix of Strokers, Libertines, Jam and Clash. Like the Libertines, They have concocted hyperreal stories about: car thief, mystical oddball, drunken nights, girls – which are immediately more interesting than whatever the truth might be. Teenage music, but it always works.
I appreciate 'Costello music', but i don't know if the next month i'll hear this CD still .
will I put it between the 'dusty' CDs or will i love it?
It starts with high energy maybe too much to start, In the middle is a little bit boring and at last it gets rock again.
After all if you like The Libertines, i'm sure you will love also the fratellis.
vote: 7/10
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lunedì 4 aprile 2011
THE KILLS - BLOOD PRESSURES (REVIEW) probably i'm the first
The kills is a band formed by Alison Mosshart (voce) and Jamie Hince ( guitar, voice, drum machine). Blood pressure has released today and is the fourth album.
After a speedy listening, i can say: Amazing ! The sound is the same of the past albums but it doesn't bother me.
Powerful guitar, High distortions, hard'n'pressing rythm. To finish all is filled with electronic.
All those sounds are mixed up to give the unmistakable Kills' sound. Cool !
Personally I love this album, maybe is too much, but one of the best of this new year.
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sabato 2 aprile 2011
VAMPIRE WEEKEND - CONTRA REVIEW
Their music is a kind of indie-pop, mixed up with afro and home made electronic.
I dunno, but I think the album is not better than their first, even if it would be really difficult to reach the top as it happened for the first. The sound is not too much different but always sunny and energetic. Personally I like Contra because is different than the others album i'm hearing in this time. While I was hearing the tracks, appeared in my mind an Hawaii's beach and a band is having fun.
If you want to hear a different sound, Vampire weekend are what you were looking for.
I dunno, but I think the album is not better than their first, even if it would be really difficult to reach the top as it happened for the first. The sound is not too much different but always sunny and energetic. Personally I like Contra because is different than the others album i'm hearing in this time. While I was hearing the tracks, appeared in my mind an Hawaii's beach and a band is having fun.
If you want to hear a different sound, Vampire weekend are what you were looking for.
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venerdì 1 aprile 2011
SHE GETS ME DOWN
In these days I'm hearing NICO. What can I say? She was a great singer and composer and probably she had the best voice ever.
I love her, But she gets me down.
Now I need something happier.
I love her, But she gets me down.
Now I need something happier.
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