Tonight's special: a flash mob on a train. Copenhagen Philharmonic playing Grieg's "Morning Mood" from "Peer Gynt" (you'll recognize the tune from countless movies / cartoons / commercials). Flash mobs are so 2011, in a way. But still, this is a pretty good concept - bringing classical music to commuters to brighten up their morning. Interesting note: in the original play "Peer Gynt", the scene for which this was written has something to do with fending off a swarm of apes...
Here's a little ambient / instrumental tune that caught my ear recently. It's by a Japanese artist, and kind of reminds me of another instrumental track I posted which also has something to do with Japan. This one has a gentle vibe of bygone years, with children's voices echoing over the subtle synthesizers and bells...
What happens when a raucous punk band grows up? Well, sometimes, some of the members form a new band and start writing music like this. And sometimes, they get back together with the original crew after a decade, when they're all closer to forty than thirty, and we all know what happens then (actually, I haven't heard any of the new Blink 182 stuff yet...)
But yeah, Angels And Airwaves are what happens when a guy like Tom DeLonge decides to write slightly more mature music than "What's My Age Again?" and "The Party Song", and I kinda like it. DeLonge has one of those voices that can grate on you if you're not in the mood, but it actually works most of the time in this context. Here's a song which could have several meanings on numerous levels, but seeing as I had a pretty good day, the surface interpretation implies that this is appropriate for tonight...
So you've already read about the band whose show I attended on Monday night. An unexpected benefit of being there was discovering these guys along the way. Hailing from British Columbia just like tourmates Said The Whale, We Are The City brought an engaging brand of progressive indie rock with keyboard (which of course gets them a +1 in my book). The downside was that I really only caught their last song, due to a prior commitment. But that was enough for me to check them out further.
Morning Song is the back half of a just-dropped EP, and happens to be the song I caught at the show. (The front half is called Mourning song, and leads into this one quite well - check it out too!)
The piano style reminds me a bit of Keane, but the guitar and vocals differentiate them from the brit piano-pop group. Evocative lyrics will draw you in, with imagery of the ocean and the frailty of human life. Asymmetrical phrasing generates an unsettled mood, making the resolution all the more powerful. The song's subject matter is the suffering in the world, and the hope that burns within us despite the pain.
Sweet video of the band performing the song out in nature in - you guessed it - the morning:
Perhaps the best part? You can download the track FREE on Bandcamp! (but if you like it, I highly recommend going back and buying the $2, 2-song EP to support the further endeavours* of this talented young group...)
* - see what I did there? I spelled it like a Canadian would, eh?
Rebecca St. James might have been my first crush. Pretty face, pretty voice, doesn't take much more than that. But seriously, this Aussie songstress may be off the market, but I still enjoy her music. This one has a lilting Celtic feel in 6/8 time, and is all about hope and faith that although we go through dark times, there is light ahead.
The title stems from The Last Battle, seventh in C.S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia . One of my favorite authors, and possibly my favorite book of the series. The final chapter in the book, called "Farewell to Shadowlands" describes the end of the world of Narnia, and the journey of the main characters of the series "further up and further in" as the "shadowlands" of Narnia are destroyed and they discover that there is a bigger and better Narnia within and they are to stay there with Aslan.
"There was a real railway accident," said Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are - as you used to call it in the Shadowlands - dead. The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning."
"The shadowlands surround me now
but You walk with me through the cloud
into the sun..."