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February 2007's list

Music

1. Somebody To Love – JEFFERSON AIRPLANE

2. Angry Angel - IMOGEN HEAP. A week at my older sister's meant a good a long trawl through her extensive CD collection. All of us siblings have different tastes in music but at various junctures our paths cross, and this old gem by Imogen Heap is one of them.

3. Set The Fire To The Third Bar – SNOW PATROL & MARTHA WAINWRIGHT. I hated this at first but it's one of those songs that grow on you.

4. Not My Kinda Scene – POWDERFINGER. Courtesy of my sister again, I found this old tune on a CD which I think is actually mine, but I can't very well prove it. We're always nicking stuff from each other anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter. Slow-rock still sounding good.

5. Your Cover’s Blown – BELLE & SEBASTIAN. My younger sister sent me this track ages ago but I must have been in some kind of noisy guitar rock only mood that I couldn't really bring myself to like it. But I've been organising my music collection on my laptop and have given this a second chance. What do you know, I find myself bopping my head, tapping my feet and doing hand gestures along to its smooth, chill out beats. It's a bit long, going past six minutes so the song is in three parts, with the middle bit going a bit whacked out.

6. Renegade – STYX. I like this song mainly by association. When I hear it, I always picture Dean and Sam Winchester in their stolen SWAT uniforms running from the feds, looking so hunksome.

7. Laugh, I Nearly Died – THE ROLLING STONES. Every time I think I’ve listened to this song too many times, the opening strains of this song manage to hook me in to listening a bit more. It’s just so damned sexy.


Books

1. The X-Files Book of the Unexplained Volume One & Two – JANE GOLDMAN. When my mind is restless and I can’t find a thought that sticks in my head without it withering away as if it were leaves in wind, I know there is no point in trying to focus my mind starting a new novel. This is when I raid the bookshelves, either by reading something so old and familiar I could quote lines from it or by reading non-fiction. From the back of a dusty bookcase, I come upon two hardbacks belonging to my younger sister.

At one stage, she was a fanatical X-File fan, or X-Phile, and she collected the books, comics, card games, etc. I used to collect Star Wars paraphernalia, so the both of us would haunt our local comic book store, checking out prices, saving a cent here and there and salivating over the day when we could buy our precious collectibles. Now, evidence of our halcyon days lays gathering dust (or destroyed by younger cousins who did not understand that a model kit spaceship is not meant to be banged about).

Anyway, this is two volumes of explaining the background of the inspiration to the stories that turned up on X-Files. The author references her work, so if you ever feel like knowing more of alien abductions, ESP, spontaneous combustion – it's all here.

Comments

Anonymous said…
What inspired you to listen to Powderfinger? And I thought you didn't like Belle and Sebastian.

ADn why are you not listening to Wolf Parade or Sunset Rubdown? eh? eh?

Dude... you need new books.
Kere said…
See my edit above. I've added additional info.

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