No one tells you the true allure of Bluesky is going back in time to an ad-free existence. The viral moments here are great, but they're now ingrained with the spectacle. The commodification & gentrification of the once global village is too much to take. See you later twitter
The biggest grower of a record in recent memory. It has me convinced more than ever that COVID times and its immediate aftermath just mollified all emotive receptors, because how did I listen to this EP and shrug?
"My Chemical Romance cannot be spoken of in any reverential terms within music. Any artist whose half-life exceeds their active existence is always a commentary on society and not on the musicians."
MCR came to The Astoria in 2005 & brought a plague: open.substack.com/pub/urblin…
The first entry in the recently discovered
'London A-Z: A time-shuffled Dictionary of its Sonic Soul' is now live.
It is on The London Astoria, London Angels & Immolated Ascendancy:
open.substack.com/pub/urblin…
The first entry in the London A-Z is a rather violent remembrance of the London Astoria and its redevelopment that ultimately redeveloped the author's dreams.
Read here & please subscribe for the following entries:
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Am I right in thinking the reason so many low-level US influencers review burgers in their car is to write part of it off as an expense? Like they have no expectations of building a career, just trying to help pay some of the bills?
Fully transcribed first entry: A - The Astoria, Angels, and Tottenham Court Road.
Centred around 16 month stretch of London shows by My Chemical Romance in 05-06 and the precipitous erasure of each of the three London venues: Astoria, Hammersmith Palais & Earl's Court.
01/01/25.
Those of you who followed me a few years back will know that I wrote for an esoteric music website called urBlindSpot. i'm trepidatious to announce that it will be resurrected in a new form, that is available to follow via substack. Link update is here: substack.com/@urblindspot?ut…
Random memory of the tall slim smiling tap dancing guy who would appear mostly on the Victoria Line in 2006-2007. No asking for money, only stayed on for one stop. Simply for the love of the game.
Those of you who followed me a few years back will know that I wrote for an esoteric music website called urBlindSpot. i'm trepidatious to announce that it will be resurrected in a new form, that is available to follow via substack. Link update is here: substack.com/@urblindspot?ut…
No EOY top ten albums or tracks, but this song was about as shamanic as anything came. This was a deep soul voyage for me. Totally personal, but communal in its own way
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I think 99% of podcasts are complete brain babyfood and if you think they're educational, it's because we've dumbed down expectations of what 'educational' is so much. Whatever the subject, it would have been better presented, detailed, and been more insightful in a book.