The rain and the sea and the hours.

April 26, 2017

Bernard Sumner stumbled into singing when his best friend killed himself. Its something he wasn’t ever particularly good at, despite becoming the iconic voice of New Order.

While he does a pretty good job on this one, its not his voice actually sounding more songlike for once that I appreciate most in this song.

What gets me is this beautiful sentiment out of Sumner that you’d never, ever get from Ian Curtis.

Could anyone see Joy Division doing a song like this? Not a chance. Yet, of course, it is kissed with that haunting legacy of Curtis hiding out underneath it all. There’s a great juxtaposition between those two things, here. The contrast of Sumner’s emotion against the minimalist backdrop the band provides, still true to their DNA as the band that was that other, less happier band, once upon a time.

The Village is a wonderful surprise and I think this is the song that Sumner probably actually sang best. At the onset, it’s a surprisingly optimistic, organic, and warm song for a group that really was at the forefront of minimalist electronic music and pioneering those kinds of cold, tin-like, sounds.

With The Village you’ve got the natural world overlapping with all kinds of sentiment about love and emotion. If you’re a transcendentalist or romanticist you’d know that these things are, of course, forever entwined. It’s a good ride, with a twist. The punch in this song is that all that bright and romantic set up is only there to be stripped away by the last two stanzas. The ghost of Ian Curtis, I assume, skulking in, black and nihilist and poo-pooing on all that warm fuzzy stuff.

When a new life turns towards you
And the night becomes a day
We shall remain forever
Everyone who meets his way
Oh, our love is like the flowers
The rain and the sea and the hours
Oh, our love is like the flowers
The rain and the sea and the hours 

When the rain falls to the sea
They’ll be waiting for you and for me
And the sky reflects our image
Trying to sleep right through our lives

Oh, our love is like the earth
The sun and the trees and the birth
Oh, our love is like the earth
The sun and the trees and the birth

I am still here two days later
Same place, same time
And I’m stuck here two years too long
Same place, the wrong time

Oh, our love is like the flowers
The rain and the sea and the hours
Oh, our love is like the flowers
The sun and the sea and the hours

Their love died three years ago
Spoken words I cannot show


White Sunglasses

April 5, 2017

So we all know of the prevalence of white shades on people. Some blame Apple for introducing white as a motif, but any roadie that’s been around the block on their ten speed a few times knows full well those white shades came right out of the pro peloton. Rudy Projects, circa 1993? Even if you weren’t wearing lycra way back then you only need to dig through the photo archives to find numerous examples of the white shade phenomenon from back in tha, as they say, day.

Where did the pros get the white from? I’m gonna guess and say its the World Champs kit. Google “road cycling world champion” and see how many dudes, from Bettini to Stybar, have rolled out completely clad in white and stripes.

Here’s a rad picture of Jannus Luum and Steve Tilford. Tilford’s glasses are awesome and I wish I could find a pair like that. They look just like some drug store Blue Blockers I’ve got only in roadie white. Class!