I spent time in between matches today checking out mp3 blogs. I noticed a few things.
One is that there are thousands of Indie girls and boys out there singing maudlin songs about old tennis shoes and fall leaves. Many of them are Swedish. A corollary point is that all Indie music sounds exactly the same. Time to reinvent the Independent.
Second, band names must be harder to come by. We have apparently run out of nouns. No more Move or Love or The Doors or Focus or even the 13th Floor Elevators. Now it's more like "Jamie's Focus on the Moving Doors of Love." Events, emotions, and clauses taken randomly out of art magazines. The Law of Indie Thought with a bit of quantum mechanics thrown in means that eventually we will have a band named "Zizek and the Hateful Piemaking."
Third, experimental music isn't experimental any more. Drone music is pointless.
Fourth, much of the most interesting music appears to come from outside of the US, and I think this is not just a matter of my personal tastes. As always, however, the French for instance are capable of some of the most entertaining music and some of the very worst. Attempts at Indie music in South America may be even worse than their North American counterparts.
Fifth, Julie Delpy made a record three years ago.
I found a few new(-ish) bands I like: Psapp; a Catalan compilation called Música Illiure; the Spanish singer Martirio; Nouvelle Vague; the electro Egoexpress; punks Shooting at Unarmed Men; the Italian country-ish band, Tarantella; Cavemen Speak; and Yuichiro Fujimoto's tinkerings.
And you?
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