Cash upfront
Apr. 11th, 2006 07:15 amI watched the BBC documentary on Johnny Cash last night. It was first shown a couple of years ago and I watched it then, but it was worth seeing again. I wish I could say that I had been a lifelong fan of Johnny Cash, but it wouldn't be true. It was only after I saw the video of "Hurt" that I got hold of the three-CD collection. It was a stunner to hear him do "Frankie He's No Good", which was so left-field compred with what I expected to hear that it took me a few minutes to remember that it was Bruce Springsteen song.
"Hurt" (a song written, apparently, by Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails) is just one of the great music videos. Perhaps it won't last the test of time. I think that great videos, in that sense, shouldn't. I remember the first time I saw the Bat Out Of Hell video (it was on the Old Grey Whistle Test). I went straight out to buy the album. And it's hard to forget the first time you saw the Bohemian Rhapsody video. Utterly over the top, but intrinsically part of popular culture (see "Wayne's World" for empirical proof thereof). And it was seeing the video of Sledgehammer that confirmed in my eyes my long-held opinion that Peter Gabriel, notwithstanding fucking WOMAD, was a pretentious tosser. Andy Kershaw manages to enthuse about world music without being a dick (or, in the case of a Gabriel video, quite possibly a duck).
Utterly unrecommended is the album Kick! from White Rose Movement. I can only assume that the name (derived from a groups of German resistance youngsters in Munich during World War II) was chosen by marketing types who want to appeal to the Interpol/ Editors fan base and would like to think that the group has inherited the musical tradtion of The Sound and Joy Division. However, as far as I can hear, this is a case of Duran Duran is alive and well. Dreadful.
More interesting is Semifinalists, whose eponymous album is definitely interesting (in that I played it twice straight through) if difficult to classify. perhaps more on them later.
"Hurt" (a song written, apparently, by Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails) is just one of the great music videos. Perhaps it won't last the test of time. I think that great videos, in that sense, shouldn't. I remember the first time I saw the Bat Out Of Hell video (it was on the Old Grey Whistle Test). I went straight out to buy the album. And it's hard to forget the first time you saw the Bohemian Rhapsody video. Utterly over the top, but intrinsically part of popular culture (see "Wayne's World" for empirical proof thereof). And it was seeing the video of Sledgehammer that confirmed in my eyes my long-held opinion that Peter Gabriel, notwithstanding fucking WOMAD, was a pretentious tosser. Andy Kershaw manages to enthuse about world music without being a dick (or, in the case of a Gabriel video, quite possibly a duck).
Utterly unrecommended is the album Kick! from White Rose Movement. I can only assume that the name (derived from a groups of German resistance youngsters in Munich during World War II) was chosen by marketing types who want to appeal to the Interpol/ Editors fan base and would like to think that the group has inherited the musical tradtion of The Sound and Joy Division. However, as far as I can hear, this is a case of Duran Duran is alive and well. Dreadful.
More interesting is Semifinalists, whose eponymous album is definitely interesting (in that I played it twice straight through) if difficult to classify. perhaps more on them later.