Drift Code
Some days words don't come easy. Or rather some days the words have flowed elsewhere and are spent. None are left.
There's nothing to write that I haven't already written. Writing it doesn't change anything, other than releases those words from their synaptic prison. As I write these words devoid of content I am listening to Laura Nyro singing 'Captain for Dark Mornings' from the album 'New York Tendaberry', which seems strangely appropriate, though coincidental.
I probably ought to write something about Laura Nyro at some point, but she's not the musical subject of this post. The post could have been about International Teachers of Pop's eponymous album, but it's way too poppy and dance-y to fit with the general (lack of) thrust of the post. ITOP will get their day soon, for sure.
Instead the sepia tones of Rustin Man and the slow burning but ultimately all-consuming album 'Drift Code', released earlier this month. I've chosen 'The World's in Town' which begins with Paul Webb sounding like Robert Wyatt (no greater compliment), as the song builds to a melancholy crescendo, if that isn't an oxymoron!
[Oh...my...God, but Laura Nyro sure can rip you apart...she's singing the title track of the album as I bring this post to a close...]
There's nothing to write that I haven't already written. Writing it doesn't change anything, other than releases those words from their synaptic prison. As I write these words devoid of content I am listening to Laura Nyro singing 'Captain for Dark Mornings' from the album 'New York Tendaberry', which seems strangely appropriate, though coincidental.
I probably ought to write something about Laura Nyro at some point, but she's not the musical subject of this post. The post could have been about International Teachers of Pop's eponymous album, but it's way too poppy and dance-y to fit with the general (lack of) thrust of the post. ITOP will get their day soon, for sure.
Instead the sepia tones of Rustin Man and the slow burning but ultimately all-consuming album 'Drift Code', released earlier this month. I've chosen 'The World's in Town' which begins with Paul Webb sounding like Robert Wyatt (no greater compliment), as the song builds to a melancholy crescendo, if that isn't an oxymoron!
[Oh...my...God, but Laura Nyro sure can rip you apart...she's singing the title track of the album as I bring this post to a close...]
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