I'm sooo looking forward to Jamie XX's debut album (release June 1). I've been listening to 'Girl' and 'Loud Places' (which features the moody vocals of XX bandmate Romy) on repeat lately. These two have mastered singing about your sads, although the chugging beat and gospel choir-y samples in 'Loud Places' transform it into a feel good track. If you like London, skateboarding, and confetti, check out the clip for 'Loud Places' below.
I have a serious lady crush on Björk.
I think I was about 12 when I heard my first Björk song. My singing teacher introduced me to some of the most powerful and unique female voices of all time including Nina Simone, Lauryn Hill, Katie Noonan, and Björk. While singing didn’t stick, the music did. I remember being somewhat confronted by her howling, unpredictable voice and frenetic electronic beats. I’d never heard anything like it. It was a little beyond my R&B obsessed, 12 year old taste however, so I filed it away for a few years.
I rediscovered Björk in my late teens when music became my escape, solace, and way of understanding myself. I was a reserved teenager with a tide of repressed emotion swelling beneath the surface. I never quite had the confidence or ability to express it. Voices of people I’d never met like Thom Yorke, Kele Okereke, and Björk seemed to sing my feelings in a way I couldn’t.
Now I’m in my 20s and the Icelandic songstress has been among a handful of artists that have stuck with me from girlhood to womanhood. Here are two reasons why Björk is my hero:
1. She’s a gutsy feminist.
In a recent interview with Pitchfork she spoke up about gender inequality. She talked about having to fight to get credit for her work and to have her ideas heard in a male dominated industry.
“Yeah, I didn’t want to talk about that kind of thing for 10 years, but then I thought, “You’re a coward if you don’t stand up. Not for you, but for women. Say something” … I want to support young girls who are in their 20s now and tell them: You’re not just imagining things. It’s tough. Everything that a guy says once, you have to say five times… After being the only girl in bands for 10 years, I learned—the hard way—that if I was going to get my ideas through, I was going to have to pretend that they—men—had the ideas. I became really good at this and I don’t even notice it myself.”
2. Her ability to express all my feels
I don’t know many artists who can convey raw, unpolished emotion the way Björk can. Her style of expression is uniquely her own, yet her portrayal of universal human experiences is so on point. When Björk’s latest album ‘Vulnicura’ came out, it couldn’t have been better timing.I’d just been figuratively kicked in the guts by a boy I really liked – I was confused and in pain and trying to move on, while constantly looking back over my shoulder, wishing things could go back to the way they were. Björk’s voice, the sweeping strings, subtle beats and synths expressed a vulnerability, pain, and fighting hope I could completely relate to. I spent many nights driving and singing loudly and off key to it. It was incredibly cathartic.
In the same interview, she expressed how difficult it was to make Vulnicura –
“When I did this album – it all just collapsed. I didn’t have anything. It was the most painful thing I ever experienced in my life”
I’m incredibly grateful she did it anyway.
To conclude this love letter, I just want to say thanks Björk, for creating beautiful music, empowering women, and making a 24 year old’s quarter life crisis less of a crisis and more of a growing experience.
In your own words,
“If I regret us, I’m denying my soul to grow. Don’t remove my pain. It is my chance to heal.” (‘Notget’, Vulnicura)
Music feature for Outta Gum.
A sweet, folky rendition of a song from my childhood that still makes me feel good and want to be better #sharegoodness
Sufjan Stevens has been an honourary member of my potential husband list for a while now. I'm impatiently waiting for his new album 'Carrie & Lowell' to come out so I can bask in his dreamy vocals and hauntingly beautiful guitar. The album seems to be a far cry from the spazzy/fluoro/electronic/orchestral mash that was 'Age of Adz' (I went to see his AOA show when he was in Melbourne and it was just the kind of whimsical insanity you'd expect from Sufjan). I'm looking forward to a more acoustic, personal record which apparently delves into his childhood.
“With this record, I needed to extract myself out of this environment of make-believe. It's something that was necessary for me to do in the wake of my mother's death—to pursue a sense of peace and serenity in spite of suffering. It's not really trying to say anything new, or prove anything, or innovate. It feels artless, which is a good thing. This is not my art project; this is my life.” (Pitchfork)
View the album trailer here.
Blerg, it's Wednesday. Here's a mid-week mix to get you through to Saturday.
I need to get a job stat so I can go to concerts again.
Chet Faker - 1998 [Live at the Enmore]
Chet Faker - 1998 [Live at the Enmore]
If Brisbane boy Jordan Rakei keeps putting out tracks like this one, I might just have to marry him. Have a listen to his stuff on Soundcloud.
There's nothing like some tripped-out pop to take you to a sunny place. I've been listening to this in the car on the way to and from work and imagining I'm on a summer road trip. I want to marry this album. Very tempted to buy tickets to Tame Impala's Melbourne show..
The last couple of weeks have been pretty uneventful - hence the lack of blogging and increase in tumblring. I started going to the gym for the first time in my life which has been good, except for the fact that my shins are busted after two weeks of it. Oh, and speaking of shins, I saw The Shins a couple of weeks ago and they were brilliant. Apart from that I've just been working and watching the Olympics (which has helped in the fitness motivation department). I don't know why but for some reason I didn't get as into the games as I normally do. It's not just because Australia didn't do as well in the swimming (and everything else really); I think it was a combination of channel nine's coverage fail, the time difference, and the fact that I missed Usain Bolt's 100m win. Still, well done London. You've made me want to be in you even more than I thought possible (who else got depressed during the road race and marathon because of the scenery, and emotional during the opening and closing ceremonies because their anglophile heart was crying out with joy?). Oh yeah, and this happened:
In other news, my mission papers should be in in a week or so. Things are happening...
(image source: fasterlouder)
Kimbra's live show is like watching a five year old prance around stage while playing dress-ups in a whirl of confetti, except that the five year old has some killer dance moves and a voice that somehow reminds me of both Nina Simone and Bjork. Mega lady crush.
Kimbra's live show is like watching a five year old prance around stage while playing dress-ups in a whirl of confetti, except that the five year old has some killer dance moves and a voice that somehow reminds me of both Nina Simone and Bjork. Mega lady crush.
Bjork seems to make anything from taking the train to washing the dishes epic and beautiful.
So I'm a little late to the party (The Shins' homecoming party that is) but for those who aren't aware, James Mercer & co. are back together with a new album to be released in March. Rejoice! To tide us over in the meantime, here's their new single 'Simple Song'. In more depressing news, The Shins are one of the millions of amazing acts announced for this year's Coachella lineup. Take me to California!!