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Tracks that end an album
Thrillho:
--- Quote from: Llewellian on 05 Jun 2009, 19:17 ---Oh, and you are totally right about the overall album quality of "The final cut".
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I'm going to say fuck you guys on that one. I LOVE The Final Cut. I think 'The Gunner's Dream' is simply beautiful and heartbreaking, and once you get into it as a whole piece, like The Wall's little brother, it's great. IF you listen to the lyrics, too, they are magnificent. The minute observations on Southampton Dock, for example - 'Her handkerchief and her summer frock clings to her wet body in the rain.'
I can see why people are pissed at the lack of David Gilmour, but his few appearances are pretty brilliant.
Besides, as much as I love 'Two Suns,' I hate it because it didn't have Nick on drums. Roger replaced him for that one song, seeing as this was the height of his assholery.
spoon_of_grimbo:
--- Quote from: Babpacih on 06 Jun 2009, 07:29 ---The Dresden Dolls ALWAYS ended strong. Truce, Sing, Boston
The Replacements: Tim - Here Comes a Regular / Let It Be - Answering Machine
Tool - Undertow - Disgustipated
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fucking YES! especially the replacements.
i was just listening to "yes virginia" actually, forgot how good the dolls were. what's her solo album like?
Damnable Fiend:
I thought her solo album was very good, much better than Yes, Virginia, which I thought was a bit of a letdown after their awesome first album.
Also, Neil Gaiman wrote a fake newspaper article type thing on the back of the cd, and is writing some sort of short story to accompany the cd.
*longass copy-paste from Gaiman's blog*
--- Quote ---Right. So last August I went out to Boston for a few days to meet musical phenomenon Amanda Palmer. I'd loved her Dresden Dolls work, had been introduced to her in email by Jason Webley, had met her for an hour in March 2008 at the New York Comic Con just before my CBLDF event, where I introduced her to Bill Hader and Stan Lee, because they were int he green room too.
She had sent me her then-forthcoming CD WHO KILLED AMANDA PALMER, which I'd loved, and I'd agreed to write the back cover "liner notes". And then Amanda sent me an email telling me that she had been taking photographs of herself dead for about 14 years, that the original idea had been to use some of those photos for the CD sleeve, but that would not happen, and she was making it into a book, and asking if I'd be interested in writing some words to go along with them.
She sent me many of the photos. I was intrigued. Nobody had ever asked me to do anything like that before, and the photos were small frozen stories, so I said yes. I went out to Boston in August and spent a few long-but-good days with Amanda and with photographer Kyle Cassidy, who is astonishing, with Amanda's then-boyfriend Michael and with Beth Hommel, her assistant. It was like a combination of mad improv theatre and instant film-making as we created scenarios and Kyle shot them. Mostly I was somewhere off to the side, scribbling in a notebook while everything happened around me, but occasionally I was dragooned into helping, or even being part of a shot. (There was one night where I staggered back and forth down an alley at 2.00am, with a dead Amanda over my shoulder, while nearby my friend Kira made imaginary cell-phone calls, and I waited for a squad car to pull up and find out what was going on. No squad cars turned up. People in Boston are very blase about dead people in alleys. The photo made it into the book, I think.)
I loved trying to turn the photos into stories. Some big stories, some very small stories, even a new-old fairy tale, each story odd, each story fun to write, and each story, invariably, fatal.
The most fun I think were the ones where the photo created more questions than it answered (a dead woman on some waste ground, her head crushed by a manual typewriter, apparently dropped from a very high place just left me going WHY? and produced one of my favourite stories as I got to explain...)
I've said it before on this blog: Writing is (like death) a lonely business, and it was enormously fun for me writing surrounded by creative people busy creating. I wrote several of the stories sitting in a corner of a room while Amanda practiced for her upcoming tour, tuning in and out of reality while songs were being played. It was fun.
There are about a dozen stories altogether, and a few shorter things by me in there. And there are lyrics by Amanda. And photographs. So many photographs.
Anyway, all the material was handed over to some designers, who it turned out hadn't designed books in a while and did a job so bad and so late that when they handed it back, Beth (Amanda's assistant) wound up taking the book and designing it and doing a terrific job, but having to start pretty much from scratch.
The book is being printed right now, in Hong Kong. This is a good thing. There will be 10,000 copies. People have asked if any of the stories will be reprinted in any short story collections in days to come -- possibly, but some of my favourites are dependent on the juxtapostion of the image and the words, and my short story collections tend to be almost a decade apart.
I should probably warn people about the nudity. There are lots of photos where Amanda is fully dressed, but she doesn't seem to have anything resembling a nudity taboo, and is fearless when it comes to getting the photo she wanted, so is fully or partly naked in some of the strangest places (my favourite nude Amanda shot, taken way before I got there, was her naked and apparently dead on a golf course, early one morning, as the golfers, unconcerned, played on and around her). It's definitely art, not porn, but there, such warnings are useful.
And there are many photographers in the book, but Kyle Cassidy is The Man.
So the book can now be ordered. It actually went live for orders a couple of days ago, and promptly was crashed by the number of people trying to order immediately. Seeing that this blog has the power to crush websites (what they've taken to calling a #NeilWebFail on Twitter) I wasn't going to link to it until the site was robust enough, but they've now beefed it up and added phone lines, so if you want to order a copy, you can.
It's a big, full colour, coffee table Who Killed Amanda Palmer Book. Copies arrive from the Hong Kong printer in July and will go straight out to people who have preordered them.
A few bookshops around the world that are friends of mine or friends of Amanda have enquired about selling the books. My understanding is that Amanda is waiting until the preorders are done, and everyone who has had a chance to preorder has ordered, before seeing a) if any are left and b) if any are left, how many of them will go to places like Chapters in Dublin or DreamHaven or Newbury Comics, or further afield than that.
I still wish I'd been able to come up with a story for the one of her dead among the wallabies, mind.
It was a fun project. I made some fine friends out of it, with Amanda foremost among them as we discovered that we agreed about pretty much everything to do with making art and the way you treat your fans and readers, and such (although not, oddly enough, about getting naked and pretending to be dead on golf courses, which is definitely Her Thing). I already knew she made good music, and I learned that she's really nice, and fearless, and very, very funny, and the sort of person who, at the end of an exhausting seven month world tour, would spend a month working for free with the kids at her old High School to help them put on a show.
And after all that preamble: you should pre-order the book from http://jsrdirect.com/bands/amandapalmer/wkap.html
Picture of Kyle eating Amanda's brains while I, er, hold a pen not very menacingly, above borrowed from Kyle's excellent Livejournal, where I also discovered there's a win a copy of the Who Killed Amanda Palmer book or something cooler competition on the go, and a photo of Chip Delany Where He Works.
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Zingoleb:
--- Quote from: DynamiteKid on 06 Jun 2009, 08:33 ---
--- Quote from: Llewellian on 05 Jun 2009, 19:17 ---Oh, and you are totally right about the overall album quality of "The final cut".
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I'm going to say fuck you guys on that one. I LOVE The Final Cut. I think 'The Gunner's Dream' is simply beautiful and heartbreaking, and once you get into it as a whole piece, like The Wall's little brother, it's great. IF you listen to the lyrics, too, they are magnificent. The minute observations on Southampton Dock, for example - 'Her handkerchief and her summer frock clings to her wet body in the rain.'
I can see why people are pissed at the lack of David Gilmour, but his few appearances are pretty brilliant.
Besides, as much as I love 'Two Suns,' I hate it because it didn't have Nick on drums. Roger replaced him for that one song, seeing as this was the height of his assholery.
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Half of the songs were written to be on The Wall and they just didn't have room.
I'd say that a few songs really stand out to me (One of the Few; The Gunner's Dream; Not Now John; Two Suns in the Sunset) and the rest are musically blah. I'm missing one on that list but can't be damned to go back and see which.
Lyrically, it's quite a bit stronger, especially with my favourite being The Final Cut itself, since I've been in that position myself.
Oh, and Roger also claimed that Nick shouldn't get any writer's credit because "all he does is drum".
Llewellian:
Like Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin said "De gustibus non est disputandum". Personal taste is undiscussable. Everybody has a totally valid point here.
If everyone would love complete albums, there would be no selling of singles.
My personal opinion is that there is not one Pink Floyd Album where i really love "ALL" songs. Sure, especially in such concept albums like the "Final cut" or "The Wall", every song has its place and is maybe "needed" for the whole concept, but.. well. Sometimes i feel that there would be no loss if you cut out one or two songs that really take the overall "quality" down. But - and that brings the loop back to this discussion thread: "Two suns in the sunset" is one perfect example for a good "Song that ends an album".
And while i am here - what do you think about Peter Gabriel? I do think that from his latest concept album "OvO" the Song "Make tomorrow" is too a wonderful example for songs that end an album perfectly. A little bit like good sex. Takes the tension from the whole album, builds it further up until Timecode Min 7.00 - BAM, that 3 Minute Drum-set kicks in like an Orgasm an then it goes into the Afterglow. Shivers.
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