You might like this feature, billytea: [link]
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
I just confused music for movies. Sorry! I have a nasty sinus infection, and my brain isn't working well. Anyway, you might still like that feature.
BillyTea, thanks for all of the cool music links!!!
Good thing she didn't go with Beat on the Brat.
My Bloody Valentine tonight. I may never hear anything the same way again. In fact, I may never hear anything again.
My Bloody Valentine tonight. I may never hear anything the same way again. In fact, I may never hear anything again.
You might want to empty your bowels before you go to this concert. The sonic assault to your physical person will be profound.
wonders if MBV made Corwood realise...
wonders if MBV made Corwood realise...
Wonders if Corwood survived MBV...
They made me realise indeed.
I was in the balcony, which was shaking like an old truck on a dirt road during the sonic assault part of "You Made Me Realise." There was a beercan near my foot that was leaping up and down. Mike McGonigal was right: watching the audience was the best part. MBV did the sonic assault thing for about 15 minutes. For the first five, it seemed like people were having trouble just hanging on. Then there was a crest, and the sound was rising, and you could see on people's faces how they were rising with it. Afterwards, we went to a bar and all the concert-goers pouring in looked high, all sleepy-eyed with shit-eating grins stretched across their faces.
Oh, and the rest of the show was great, too. I imagine that it's roughly the same setlist that they would have played in 1993.