This young lady's writing has a stripped-down feel. It's as raw as you like. I don't know how popular she is with the kids of today, but she ought to be causing a stir. The new generation of listeners are so much more discerning musically than I was at that age so I've got every confidence that they'll pick up on this girl's talents.
"If you get my name wrong/I won't get pissed off/'cause I wish I was somebody else."
Låpsley - "Station"
I've been listening to "Falling Short" - another song by Låpsley - for a very long time. But it's only recently that I've discovered this one. It has a great laid-back quality and feels as if it should belong in a dream sequence. I'm increasingly drawn to songs that gives that listener room to think and this one certainly allows that.
The Dø - "Despair, Hangover and Ecstasy"
I like the European feel to this one. There's a freedom of performance to French singers that you don't necessarily see in England. Camille is an obvious example of another unique French performer (think Sia, but a little more creative). It's just a little bit different, a little more direct, even if it is vaguely cheesy.
Laura Marling & Eddie Berman - "Like a Rolling Stone"
Marling's latest album, Short Movie, has been lauded as her best yet, but my interest has wained ever since "A Creature I Don't Know". Her second album, "I Speak Because I Can" is arguably her best. Ever since then it seems as if she's struggled to forge an identity that is equal in honesty to the one found on her first two albums. I saw her perform at Gloucester Cathedral in 2011 and it was then that I believe she was at the height of her powers. However, it's nice to hear cover songs like this that harks back to the Marling of old - a voice as expressionistic as understatedly powerful as the one I fell in love with.
Slow Club - "Disco 2000"The amount of times I've listened to Slow Club's cover of Pulp's "Disco 2000" is bordering on the ridiculous. Jarvis Cocker has always been a great storyteller, and it is the story that draws me most to this cover. I've been waiting for Slow Club to get their big break for a while. It might have been on the back of the following performance, but they are still relatively unknown. However, they are set to support The Mystery Jets in a BBC 6Music Celebration of Sheffield at the beginning of May, so let's hope that gives the duet the exposure they deserve.
Tom Wiggins: What are your first impressions of Michael Fassbender/Brandon's running style? Paul Whittaker: He's running nice, smooth and relaxed. He seems like he has a good amount of fitness and he is running well within himself in terms of pace. TW: What improvements could he make to his running style? PW: The main improvement I'd make is his foot plant. He lands heel first and this causes a 'breaking' effect when travelling forwards. If he landed on his mid-foot/forefoot, this would be a much better for impact stress and propulsion going forward into the next running stride. TW: Regarding his speed, how many minutes per mile is he running? PW : I would say he is running approx 7-7.30 minutes per mile. TW: What do you make of his stride lengths? Is he overstriding/understriding? PW: The actor is definitely overstriding in this clip. It would help if his feet landed underneath and below his centre of gravit...
I cannot say exactly when I first discovered Norman MacCaig. It may have been at the beginning of this year, but could well have been at the end of last. I found him through a tweet. Six months or more is a long time on Twitter, and when tweets get to a certain age, they're as stubbornly elusive as a missing person who wants to stay missed. But I know the tweet was left by poet Jo Bell , the director of National Poetry Day, and whose wonderful blog can be found here . The link she left took me to an enthralling 25-minute interview with MacCaig. I liked the man instantly. I replied to Jo by saying what how charming MacCaig was. He had a warm sparkle in his eye that only Scots seem to have access to. He epitomised charismatic. Unfortunately, embedding has been disabled on the video, but it can be found here . Fast forward to yesterday. I was sat in Stanman's Kitche...
And then you smiled and my heart leapt so high I thought it would come out of a nostril. If you can make me laugh within the next ten seconds , you said, sitting cross-legged on the picnic blanket, I’ll kiss you . Under normal circumstances, I would have dozens of one-liners ready to go, but the way you looked at me made my mind go blank and something in me regressed to a billion year-old fish state and I starting making bubble noises. You know, the kind you make in front of a fish tank and want to get some dialogue going. I needed something else, a more silly-surrealistic one-two because two funny things done together is much funnier than the sum of two funny things done separately. So I did a roly-poly off the picnic blanket and down the hill, but the hill was rather hillier than expected. On this mild, autumnal day, the roly-poly snowballed. I was a tumbling seasonal anachronism. Gravity became persuasive: one roly-poly t...
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