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Wow… this album is pretty awesome.
Episode 7 of ‘Mix Tape Radio on Folk Radio UK’ sees the 4th installment of our ‘Bedroom Sessions’ series. Session number four features 2 covers and 1 new original track from French Films About Trains. They recorded the tracks in an empty house, admist the very contemplative process of packing up all your shit and starting new somewhere else. Which is beautifully put to tune on their new track ‘The Road Is A Home’.
“They were recorded at random times during the packing up of the ol’ house, with one mic but with different contraptions depending on what was nearby at that moment. (also at different stages of a cold) ;-) They’re prettty raw and rough, but I figure that’s sort of the way with bedroom recordings.”
Besides the whole session being available for free, one track is also featured on the latest episode of Mix Tape Radio (airing this week, 1st airing this Sunday).
Now would also be a good time to check out French Films About Trains first EP ‘Boxing Day’, which is coming close to it’s 1 year anniversary. It’s the perfect little EP to soundtrack this upcoming xmas season.
Here’s a halloween themed mix tape for you to put on while you put your face on. Or while you wait for the bus. Or, if you go to Alton Towers and it is like it was when I went on Monday… while you wait in a queue (we even had to queue to get special tickets to skip to the front of the queue).
Here are the artist links for you to check things out further:
And if 1 Halloween mix is not enough for you, you can listen to this year’s 8tracks Halloween mix as well as last years, one after the other, over here (and then a really big mix from Unholy Rhythms). And if that is still not enough Halloween for you, I put one up on Mixcloud last year.
The 5th episode of the radio show I am doing for Folk Radio UK (every 2 weeks) is now available to be streamed whenever you fancy having a listen (the first week it airs exclusively on Folk Radio UK in a designated time slot).
So give it a listen and maybe tune in next week for episode 5?
(artist links and more info can be found here)
If you were ever in doubt of how prolific Patrick Porter was, well… he just released another full length album. That is 3 in 2012 (50 tracks between the 3 of them). The latest is called ‘Effort’ and you can check it out over on his Bandcamp page.
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The 4th episode of the radio show I am doing for Folk Radio UK (every 2 weeks) is now available to be streamed whenever you fancy having a listen (the first week it airs exclusively on Folk Radio UK in a designated time slot).
So give it a listen and maybe tune in next week for episode 5?
(artist links and more info can be found here)
Fourteen years ago I moved from a small Belgian town to Barcelona. I was young and I wanted to know pain and life and pleasure. Far away from the small safe life I had lived up to then. Far away from family and friends and all things known. I moved here to be ignored, feel less than nothing and start from scratch. Like one of my favourite songs of that time said: I wanted to go to the bottom and put my soul on fire. And I got what I came for. Barcelona had fun and sun to spare. Life became a day-to-day struggle to make ends meet. And most of all, people ignored me happily. I was a stranger to everyone and I don’t think I’ve ever felt freer since then. But you can’t be a stray bullet forever, you’re bound to hit a wall or flesh sometime. And that’s when shit started happening. I had thought about a lot of things, but not so much about language. The Spanish language had never been on my mind except when I tried to sing along to The Miami Sound Machine as a little kid. I knew a couple of words when I got here (hola, adios, no, sí, chuleta de cerdo –no idea where that one came from-), but nothing to keep a decent conversation going. And once the stray bullet started landing places, it got hard. It is one of the most frustrating things in life to be the mute at the table. Smile when everyone else smiles. Shake your head when everyone else has decided things are wrong. Without language you are a piece of dead wood on rolling waves. And things can get pretty ridiculous. Like that time when I ordered a Penis Sandwich (the Spanish word for chicken –pollo- is ridiculously similar to the one for penis – polla-). Or the other time when for reasons unknown I was hired as a translator for a Belgian psychiatrist who had written a book about sex. During the presentation to the press he pronounced the following sentence in Dutch: “The male sex organ should be used as a paintbrush rather than as a knife.” There was a silence, the room full of journalists looked at the translator –me!!!- and I mumbled some words and everybody started laughing and I was fired on the spot five minutes later. Funny how two of my most embarrassing moments ever had the word penis in them… Anyways. Being unable to express myself had become the hardest thing to handle in this adventure. You crumble every time anyone says something to you. You start doubting everything. Fourteen years later most of those doubts have disappeared (they should let me translate the penis thing now…), but one of them remained for a long time. When you are walking and somebody you know well enough to greet but not well enough to engage a conversation with walks past… Do you say “hola” or “adios”? Do you say hello or goodbye? Both are logical: you meet and walk away. I always said “hola” until I realized that people here say goodbye rather than hello. And every time I said hello I saw them doubt for a moment. Should they stop and start one of those awful conversations where you have nothing to say (there is always a reason why you barely know a person)? Why had I said hello instead of goodbye? What did I expect? So little by little, after years of misunderstandings and terrible small talk, I started saying “adiós” as well. I learned to love Spanish as the incredible language it is. I learned the words for penis and chicken and sandwich. I learned to decide when to smile and when to shake my head. And I learned how to say goodbye.
Here is a song about doubting whether to say hello or goodbye. It’s called “There is a home for you”. My friend Laura Rasanen played the violin and sang along. I hope you like it.
Love,
Lieven
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In which alleged anxious person Keaton Henson comes out of hiding to sing this just fucking unbelievable song with the Staves, whose harmonies make the last Fleet Foxes album sound like a mid-puberty middle school choir. (Fleet Foxes are obviously really good at harmonies, so you get the point.)
This is very lovely.
Very lovely indeed. And you can download the track over on Soundcloud.
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So give it a listen and maybe tune in next week for episode 4?
(artist links and more info can be found here)
“Good Woman” by Eddie Vedder // Originally by Cat Power (2012)
The original version of “Good Woman” by Cat Power (and featured on her stunning 2003 album, “You Are Free”) is a crushing, heartbreaking song about coming to terms with a poison relationship despite loving the other person. It’s Chan Marshall at her most powerful and poignant. The song features haunting backing vocals from Eddie Vedder (and drums from Dave Grohl), and now Vedder has gone and performed a stirring version on his own while on tour in Amsterdam last month. Surely this has made it’s way around the net, but I felt like highlighting it here as it’s a stellar version of one of my favorite songs of all time.
love this song, love this version
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