Greetings Fellow Comstoks! (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} fengi) wrote,@ 2007-11-14 18:24:00 |
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Alexis O'Hara's minor rock classic.
Working through entire days of music files you haven't heard is great as time away from favorites makes them fresh again.
Today my randomizer pulled up the totally awesome instrumental - "Waiting for the Bastard to Come Pick Up His Shit" by Alexis O'Hara. This bit of tense, minimalist Slint style strumming is, in my opinion, a post-breakup mixtape staple. It also demands to be put into an art house suspense film. With just a bit of looping and noodling she evokes walking through large, half dark halls like in some Edward Gorey books, with soemthing grief or threat, following just out of sight.
This is of course, just my reaction, your results may vary.
It's part of a tiny EP disc "Music For Breakups" which may be out of print, but I'm sure if Ms. O'Hara is asked she'll tell you how to acquire it. With her permission, I may put a streaming version on my long inactive vox account.
*It's been years since I've directly felt the pain of breakup, but I've been reminded of it by the experiences of others. I must say, the vicarious breakups through the distance of memory and music is actually pretty cool in controlled doses as opposed to the real thing which is the emotional equivalent having your heart, lungs, stomach and tear ducts ripped raw by a plumber's snake inserted very slowly up your ass.
Working through entire days of music files you haven't heard is great as time away from favorites makes them fresh again.
Today my randomizer pulled up the totally awesome instrumental - "Waiting for the Bastard to Come Pick Up His Shit" by Alexis O'Hara. This bit of tense, minimalist Slint style strumming is, in my opinion, a post-breakup mixtape staple. It also demands to be put into an art house suspense film. With just a bit of looping and noodling she evokes walking through large, half dark halls like in some Edward Gorey books, with soemthing grief or threat, following just out of sight.
This is of course, just my reaction, your results may vary.
It's part of a tiny EP disc "Music For Breakups" which may be out of print, but I'm sure if Ms. O'Hara is asked she'll tell you how to acquire it. With her permission, I may put a streaming version on my long inactive vox account.
*It's been years since I've directly felt the pain of breakup, but I've been reminded of it by the experiences of others. I must say, the vicarious breakups through the distance of memory and music is actually pretty cool in controlled doses as opposed to the real thing which is the emotional equivalent having your heart, lungs, stomach and tear ducts ripped raw by a plumber's snake inserted very slowly up your ass.
