Blue Moon Baby's Pick of the Day

So daily, I Blue Moon Baby shall post an MP3 for the benefit of introducing styles of music that I think you will enjoy. With that I will explain why I like this song and why I think you will to.

Please be aware that the MP3's shared through this blog, which are posted are not actually hosted on this site or any site under my name. If you are the copyright holder please take it up with the hosts of the particular MP3 and not this blog. These MP3's are for sampling purposes, and as dictated by the RIAA should be removed from your computer 24 hours after downloading. If you like them and they are readily avaliable whether over the net or in hardformat, I encourage that you try and buy it.

If you have anything you want to recommend to me to listen please don't hesitate to email me at liebeeinhorn@hotmail.com with the subject somewhat related to this blog.

Thanks and have fantastic day! :D

Thursday, April 8, 2010

5. Walking In Light!

I should be going to sleep as I have to wake up early early tomorrow. But I found a song I really really want to share, and as soon as I found out what the name of it was... just a couple of minutes ago through google, and discovered a version of it in my library I just have to share and have it on repeat for the next three weeks.

The other week as I was at work I heard a little tune which made me want to dance. Well my version of dancing which is a lot of swaying and random head jerky movements, anyway what got to me was the electro "I'm walking in light, I'm walking light, I'm walking in LIGHT", the last "Light" is capitalised to indicate the emphasis that the reverb-ie effect the word was given. Anyway I noted that lyric, but forgot it, then remembered it and then googled it, and through the process of eliminating Georgia Mass Choir from my google search I discovered the true artist of the song. Th' Dudes!

I love those guys, and I should be ashamed not to have reconisged the vocals... but this song sounds different to their other songs such as Bliss or Be Mine Tonight.
Anyway I really like Th' Dudes. They to me are classic kiwi. I grew up hearing song of theirs alongside Split Enz, Crowded House, and Dragon even though all of these bands had all been dissolved and broken up by the time I was old enough to process music into my tiny little child brain,ignoring the comeback tours of course, anyway Th' Dudes didnt reach international stardom a couple of shows in Australia would be the biggest, but when they split Dave Dobbyn was proppelled into fame with an solo career.

Anyway to the song. Walking in the Light. Released in 1979, before I realised it was them I would have dated it as something brand new. But it sounded so new at the time. I now know better and having been listening to it over and over and over again. It sounds older. Anyway lyricalwise it sounds like our protaganist has had a little epiphany and he's walking in light because of this changed perspective... or perhaps his perspective literally changed as the doorway is unfamilar with bright bright lights, we don't know... or care. Lights are brighter when you are drunk, well for me I haven't been anyone else drunk.

Back on track, soundwise this song is very rocky two guitars, bass and drums with that strange edge to it that I cannot find outside of New Zealand and Australian music from the 70's to 90's. If I could describe it I would. But I put that down to either our accents or what is more likely, the production being so li-fi that all of these bands shared the exact same mixing board and instruments. I speak a lot of bullshit. I should have tried to do Musicology instead of Art History, that way I would have sustenance in what I say here. Or talk about Art. Hahaha

Anyway I suggest you listen to the song as I have once again fallen off the tracks on my train of thoughts and am about to die, not literally, in a fiery flames of unfinished ideas and confusion. WOOOO WOOOO!!!

Before I go.. You know what really sucks? Malcolm McLaren died of cancer yesterdat. Don't know who he is? He was the manager of the Sex Pistols and styled the fashion-sense of the typical Punk. RIP.