Goth, Punk, Pizzicato Five & Avril Lavigne

Most of this week I've been in kind of a somber, serious mood (PMS, threats of hurricanes, who knows...) and I've had three Switchblade Symphony classics on the turntable (and in the car)�

The Three Calamaties
Bread and Jam for Frances (this is killer Halloween party music)
Serpentine Gallery

Follwed up by two by Mira� (Projekt Darkwave group)

Mira's self-titled debut
Apart

By Thursday I felt the need to perk up a bit and have been spinning the following on my CD turntable:

Pizzicato Five's CD single Five by Five , which isn't actually my favorite of their
many EP's, but I was in the mood to hear Twiggy vs. James Bond

Sacrebleu by Dimitri from Paris, more clever loungey
dance music with a sophisticated French twist (good party music)

Macy Gray On How Life Is (you either love her or she annoys the
shit out of you, but then I think all five of these artists are sort of
that way, I have a friend who actively despises Pizzicato Five)

Sons and Lovers by Hazel O'Connor, star of the New Wave classic Breaking Glass, which also has a killer soundtrack album

And the fabulous best of album, Death to the Pixies

I saw 17 year old Avril Lavigne and her band on one of the late night shows (Letterman?) last week and was stunned by how "real" she seemed compared to most of her musical contemporaries. The drummer had scrawled "Pixies rule" across the front of his drums and it made me very nostalgic, especially watching Avril hop up and down hyperactively like I used to circa '80 when I went out dancing. I had heard one of the songs (Sk8er Boi) from her debut album Let Go on the radio and the DJ didn't say who it was, but from what I'd read about her, I figured it must be her. Not to sound old, but it was so nice to see a young white girl who dressed, danced and sang like a normal teen girl. She didn't dress like a porn star, she didn't try and sound like Mariah Carey, her music seemed very honest and straightforward, like she actually was listening to the lyrics. I hope her style (of being herself) catches on.

Posted by Morticia at October 06, 2002 02:23 AM | TrackBack