Let's not even talk about the inactivity of FDLFBH. WHO CARES?
Any way. New vibe I wanted to explore. Well, there are like thirty. First off, an explanation:
I've been busy amongst other things, turning down an acceptance into Tisch for film due to a lack of finances, and the angst alone took up most of my time. I've also been editing something I made in school and making these for my sister. I made a third one too, but she never put that up. Which is a real shame. It's pretty rad.
Since the last entry, a mouse died, a hamster died, and we got a new hamster. Neighborcat, being the sadistic bastard it is, dug up deadhamster once, couldn't open the box (no thumbs), dug up the box again, took out the hamster (developed thumbs?), left the box and then knocked on the door until I came out to discover what he had done.
Anyway, theme:
Yodeling. I'm totally serious. As I discussed not so long ago, I feel folk music today has become more of a faux-folk music thing. For a total lack of recognizeable, singular culture, in an environment today where a single family's history involves half a dozen languages and twice as many countries, middle class mutts (such as myself) cling to some semblance of 'history' by chugging nouvelle-folk music like Kefir samples at a Whole Foods.
As an extension of said chug, I've noticed a trend in indie music as of late wherein the singer, like the folk musician add-ons of yestermonth, tends toward the yodeling side of singing. Well, more like a semi-yodel yelp. While it may simply be a stylistic choice, I'm definitely feeling a cultural vibe here.
Examples:
Drunk Yodel: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - Upon This Tidal Wave of Young Blood
Indie Yodel: Yeasayer - Tightrope
Incidentally, I hate CYHSY, but they definitely win for best song titles of all time. They're Dave Eggers/Ray Bradbury level good, I think. Also, Tightrope is off of maybe the best compilation album I've ever heard: Dark Is the Night. Great title, better music.
Well, that's all for today. More tomorrow. Or, maybe later.
Love
WF
Realistically, much later.
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