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Post by aubrey on Feb 4, 2012 11:57:27 GMT
Ok, so I've been making cd-rs for my 12 year old neice. I want stuff that I like, but which is quirtky enough for a 12 year old girl to like as well.
My cousin discovered Ivor Cutler in her father's collection when she was about 8, and loved him.
So I tried her with an Ivor Cutler. I don't think it took.
Then The Residents, short songs from the Duckstab era: nonsense narratives in funny voices - perfect. But that didn't seem to take either.
Then Momus, mostly pop songs. I had to be careful with Momus, as many songs aren't suitable for a 12 year old (or at least for her parents). I don't know how this went.
The next thing I will send will be We're Only in it For The Money by the Mothers of Invention (the censored version, that incidentally has the better drum sound). I seriously don't think there's anything about this record that won't appeal to a 12 year old.
Anyway, my adventures with pre-teen musical tastes received a bit of a jolt and fillip this week when I saw on her facebook wall or whatever it is, lol I am so fucking gay. All that listening I did , to make sure that I hadn't missed anything bad on the Momus I sent her. Sheesh. I should have known. I did, really.
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Post by jean on Feb 4, 2012 16:01:32 GMT
You'd better make a clean breast of it to Nick, aubs.
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Post by aubrey on Feb 4, 2012 16:13:25 GMT
Oh, yes. I look forward to it.
Another one I thought of was Peter Hammill's opera, The Fall of the House of Usher (which I have also promised to do for Weyland: this is ok, as both recordings of it are out of print, and are now on sale for £30 or £190 from Amazon: they'll be getting it for nowt.
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Post by Weyland on Feb 4, 2012 17:12:08 GMT
Oh, yes. I look forward to it. Another one I thought of was Peter Hammill's opera, The Fall of the House of Usher (which I have also promised to do for Weyland: this is ok, as both recordings of it are out of print, and are now on sale for £30 or £190 from Amazon: they'll be getting it for nowt. Can't wait! " And now, some days of bitter grief having elapsed, an observable change came over the features of the mental disorder of my friend. His ordinary manner had vanished. His ordinary occupations were neglected or forgotten. He roamed from chamber to chamber with hurried, unequal, and objectless step. The pallor of his countenance had assumed, if possible, a more ghastly hue—but the luminousness of his eye had utterly gone out. The once occasional huskiness of his tone was heard no more; and a tremulous quaver, as if of extreme terror, habitually characterized his utterance."
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Post by aubrey on Feb 4, 2012 19:15:53 GMT
This is the same b it in the opera:
CHORUS: Three endless days of bitter grief passed and Montresor abandoned any attempt to cheer his friend. Then came a sudden change in Usher's demeanor, whose significance he was soon to comprehend. Now Usher stands for hour on hour with head inclined and eyes half-closed, as if beneath the deep and sullen silence a sound exists for which he listens; a sound without end. Now Usher walks for hour on hour. With ashen face and trembling step, he climbs each stair, He climbs each tower; still hears it there.
CHORUS, THE HOUSE: No. It's only the beating of the heart, heart of the House of Usher, beating of the heart heart of the House of Usher.
MONTRESOR: Roderick is that you?
RODRICK: I could not sleep
MONTRESOR: Nor I.
RODERICK: Listen to the storm! Did you ever hear such a dreadful sound?
MONTRESOR: Indeed. Indeed I have!
RODERICK: But this sound you can hear; the tempest beats upon the House as it would beat upon a drum, that is no sound to fear.
RODERICK, MONTRESOR: For the sound to fear It beats upon the house. walk softly when they come The thunder seems so near But it's only the But it's only the beating of the heart, heart of the House of Usher.
RODERICK, MONTRESOR, THE HOUSE: Oh the lake is Beating of the heart, in frenzy, I heart of the House can feel the waves of Usher beat on the walls Beating of the heart The breaking of the heart! heart of the House These giant stones of Usher. are trembling Beating of the heart the savage lashing heart of the House of the storm of Usher. The breaking of the heart! Beating of the heart heart of the House of Usher
RODERICK: Why is that other sound not hidden by echoes of the storm?
But understand we only hear the House Speaking of a storm, This is the storm itself!
THE HOUSE: The House of Usher The House of Usher
MONTRESOR: We've seen enough, I'll close the window. The gale is chill and grows yet stronger. These walls are shaking! You shall play something for me; you shall play and I shall listen. So we will pass away this dreadful night.
RODERICK: Yes, I shall play, yes, I shall play!
And this is the opening: I like the way he's got the opening line of the story in (one of my favourite opening lines):
The chorus has often an unenviable role to play, often a distasteful task to perform; summoned as witness to uncounted crime, she's the silent accomplice of all, then she turns and comments on the action. She hears... observes, but must never betray her emotions She moves, unseen, the characters oblivion of her presence; a simple stage device. She cannot hide, cannot take sides. It his curse that she must stay and comment on the action... A young man named Montresor lately received an urgent letter from a dear friend of childhood, Roderick Usher by name, In which his friend begged him to come with all speed to the family seat. So, during the whole of a dull, dark and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, he had been passing through a singularly dreary tract of country 'till he found himself, as the shades of night drew on, within view of the melancholy house of Usher.
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Post by aubrey on Feb 4, 2012 19:18:15 GMT
The narrator of the story describes music and paintings that Usher has done:
The music (though you have to read very carefully to discern this) is just one note, repeated (rather like The Fall!), and the painting is just a canvas painted all over white. From his descriptions, the narrator does not want you to know this; he is as mad as Usher, in his own way.
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Post by Alpha Hooligan on Feb 4, 2012 23:03:25 GMT
You either love Ivor Cuttler or you don't, I'm not really a fan, but I can see why some would like him.
As for the 12 year old - "John Shuttleworth" all the way, bit of music, a lot of daftness and overall, it's just bloody great (and suitable for younger listeners IMO).
AH
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Post by Alpha Hooligan on Feb 4, 2012 23:13:46 GMT
First heard on "Tommy Boyd's Human Zoo show" on Talkspot...always tickled me.
AH
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Post by aubrey on Feb 5, 2012 12:40:01 GMT
Only The Fall did more sessions for Peel than Cutler (I think it was that way about); but Cutler is the only person to have had sessions broadcast by Radios 1,2,3 and 4 in the same week.
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Post by everso on Feb 6, 2012 23:45:44 GMT
Funny thing. About a week ago I was listening to Radio 2 (not something I do very often) and they were playing music from 1962, the year I was 12. It really brought it back to me how I felt at that time, new feelings that I couldn't quite explain . "Let's Dance" by Chris Montez really got me (and that was before The Kinks). My oldest nephew is 12 and it started me thinking about how I should be treating him as more grown up.
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Post by Weyland on Feb 7, 2012 9:07:51 GMT
Funny thing. About a week ago I was listening to Radio 2 (not something I do very often) and they were playing music from 1962, the year I was 12. It really brought it back to me how I felt at that time, new feelings that I couldn't quite explain . "Let's Dance" by Chris Montez really got me (and that was before The Kinks). My oldest nephew is 12 and it started me thinking about how I should be treating him as more grown up. I saw Chris Montez about then, at Newcastle City Hall. Tommy Roe was second the bill, and the Beatles third.
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