One of my favourite things from Latitude last week was witnessing this track. The full 7+ minute mix is essential.
Very good, this.
Also, on the same theme:
The aforementioned Popjustice article references this song.
I've been playing this song ever since Huw Stephens announced she would be playing the Lake Stage at Latitude. It's extraordinary.
The video has what a Guardian columnist might describe as problematic elements.
What a song though.
Peter Robinson, on the sudden impact of Apple Music streaming on his 'buying' habits:
So why buy anything?
Buying a single now means one of three things, none of which have an immediate impact on our own listening.
A) You want to help the song climb the charts. The Official Charts (and now, it seems, the iTunes chart) are still heavily weighted in favour of purchased songs. The Official Charts count one ‘sale’ for every 100 streams. (To be fair this has long been true of teenagers who wouldn’t dream of actually spending money on music for any other reason – throwing some cash at a download means the same as spending money voting in a TV singing contest.)
B) You want an artist – or a label, or a songwriter, or a producer – to have some money. In this case, buying a song is similar to making a donation. Almost a donation to charity, really.
C) You don’t really trust music streaming – what if a song suddenly disappears one day during some sort of royalties dispute?
I encourage you to read the whole thing, particularly the closing lines.
Pretty much sums up what I've been thinking this week as I experimented with Apple Music.
My views on streaming have changed dramatically over the years (there's some posts on here going years back where I bleat on about fidelity and ownership).
I've been using Rdio of late and Spotify before that. However, these services were always complementary to my music in iTunes, where all my purchases, CD rips and bootlegs belonged. Apple Music changes all that.
I've been fortunate to be at Glastonbury for many of the Sunday afternoon sets. Brian Wilson in 2005 probably won't ever be bettered for audience participation all the way to the back of the field. Seeing Neil Diamond was a personal bucket list thing too.
Looks like yesterday Lionel nailed it with this song.
Just after the 4 minute mark, he puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head, overwhelmed by it all mid-song.
How incredible must it be to have a career highlight , maybe the career highlight after all these years. Indeed, what a feeling.
Bonus points for the Twin Peaks homage.
This is fabulous.