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To start what I'm pompously calling a "Spring Clean", here's a lyrical and witty paean to...oh, don't look at me like that. Publicising this song is a time-honoured internet tradition. It's a ditty beloved by free-thinkers and divorce lawyers around the world. Oh, and it's very NSFW. You've been warned.
Jonathan Coulton - First of May
Don't forget that you can cross Mr Coulton's palm with silver if you so wish. To find out more, read my original review here.
Yes, it's me. Please be seated.
*accepts flowers from little girl pushed to the front of the stage by obsequious parents*
Thank you. Right, to business. I stopped reviewing free Creative Commons albums because my health was poor and because it took far too much time to find something that I liked enough to review. However, some great music often missed out on the CTW caress because, for example, there was only one track on a perfectly competent album that appealed to me, or I simply couldn't spare the time and/or energy to blog. I must also admit that I am lazier than a teenage sloth.
Having once been at the pointy bit of the sharp end of the cutting edge of the avant-garde, arty-farty zeitgeist, I am now so out of touch with the free CC music scene that MySpace laughs at my flared jeans. Despite this decrepitude, over the next few weeks I shall post some of those dusty, ancient tracks deserving of an outing. I hope you enjoy them. The Creative Commons world is very friendly; I hope you enjoy exploring it.
I might also scatter a few familiar CC tracks among the newbies because it's my blog, so there, and Facebook hasn't yet offered enough money to corrupt me. Zuckerberg, I want my chateau.
After all that, and because this blog is perverse at the best of times, here's something that's already been mentioned. It's a delicious slice of melodic IDM, and comes from a lovely four-track EP (see review).
Halogen - Length and Brecht (Synaecide Remix)
As I leave the stage, dodging bouquets, sovereigns and offers of marriage, please consider retweeting (I'm @catchingthewave - there is no "s" on the end because Twitter can't cope with 16 letter names) or reFacebooking or regurgitating what you've read to anyone - friends, family, netlabels, music blogs, the Inland Revenue - who you think might be interested in (legitimately) free music.
At the very least, you can enjoy yourself by telling me that I have dreadful taste in music and then go on to castigate my writing, my appearance and my very existence. After all, it's what the internet is for.
*waves to crowd, trips on dog lead, gets head stuck in tuba bell*
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