Showing posts with label Courtney Barnett. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Courtney Barnett. Show all posts
THE WONDERFUL COURTNEY BARNETT
Here's a terrific live version of her fine current single ‘Pedestrian At Best', performed in what a listener to BBC Radio 6 Music called her “racing commentator's delivery":
This is the video of the studio-version single:
And she has such a great band. Her CD The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas - which combined two earlier EPs, I've Got a Friend Called Emily Ferris (2012) and How to Carve a Carrot into a Rose (2013) - is often played in our house (and car), even though I can only catch a lot of the words if I listen on headphones. They're always worth catching, but I love it just blazing away in the room, because the band is so tremendous - as good as any grunge band that's ever existed, and the freshest around right now.
The single is from her new album Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit
This is the video of the studio-version single:
And she has such a great band. Her CD The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas - which combined two earlier EPs, I've Got a Friend Called Emily Ferris (2012) and How to Carve a Carrot into a Rose (2013) - is often played in our house (and car), even though I can only catch a lot of the words if I listen on headphones. They're always worth catching, but I love it just blazing away in the room, because the band is so tremendous - as good as any grunge band that's ever existed, and the freshest around right now.
The single is from her new album Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit
HERE'S AN AUSSIE RAP SONG ABOUT AN ASTHMA ATTACK
This is Courtney Barnett. She's caustic, contemporary, and - inevitably - knowing. There's a wily quote from ‘All Shook Up' in here. It's pretty close to rap, and I hate rap. It's usually aggressive multi-millionaires posturing in horrible clothes while singing boastful, sulky diatribes about ghetto life and ladies. This isn't. I like this:
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