Since everything is about songs today, let’s not bullshit around, people: This would make a great fucking ringtone. Just imagine you’re in the supermarket line, you’re buying a carrot and some asparagus and maybe a cucumber and also some petroleum jelly and them BAM! you get a phone call and everyone looks at you because you’ve got this badass ringtone…
“LCROSS launched with the Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter (LRO) aboard an Atlas V rocket from Cape Canaveral, Fla., on June 18, 2009 at 2:32 p.m. PDT. The LCROSS shepherding spacecraft and the Atlas V’s Centaur upper stage rocket executed a fly-by of the moon on June 23, 2009 and entered into an elongated Earth orbit to position LCROSS for impact on a lunar pole. On final approach, the shepherding spacecraft and Centaur will separate. The Centaur will act as a heavy impactor to create a debris plume that will rise above the lunar surface. Projected impact at the lunar South Pole is currently: Oct 9, 2009 at 4:30 a.m. PDT. Following four minutes behind, the shepherding spacecraft will fly through the debris plume, collecting and relaying data back to Earth before impacting the lunar surface and creating a second debris plume.”—
I’m sorry what? Am I reading that correctly? Are they, essentially, shooting a rocket into the moon? And the preparations for this have been going on all summer? And it has been in the works since April of 2006? How have I not heard ANYTHING about this until today, a little over a month until the projected impact? Is this even legal? How can anyone be certain of the repurcussions of such an act? Clearly I am confused and need further explanation.
Yeah, this is their current big project, to shoot rockets into the older craters of the moon and see what dust and debris comes up from it. They’re trying to see what flavor of cheese the moon is made out of!
I remember the first time I really heard Bloc Party, years ago, when Conrad and I were driving around somewhere. I believe we were on our way to a Quizno’s, of all places. And Conrad, with this sly grin on his face, says, “I want you to hear this,” and he slips in a CD he made the night before of some tracks from an English band he dowloaded.
"Who are they?" I asked.
"They’re called Bloc Party," he said. "Their album’s coming out in a few weeks."
"Cool," I said. "Do it."
He pressed play and “Like Eating Glass” came on. And at the same time, it felt like both a revelation and a revolution. This was immature music, music to go out and dance and maybe fight to get pissed to. This is the band you took your girlfriend to see, maybe break up with her, maybe get back together with her, or maybe go home alone, or maybe find a new girlfriend to. It was like listening to the Cure, if someone snuck up behind them on stage and shoved a downed power wire up Robert Smith’s ass and put a mirror with a few lines of Bowie in front of him. It was amazing and wonderful, listening to their album the first few times.
The feeling doesn’t always last after that. But maybe it’s not supposed to.
“In 1970, Collins answered a Melody Maker classified ad for “…a drummer sensitive to acoustic music, and acoustic twelve-string guitarist”. Genesis placed the ad after having already lost three drummers over two albums. The audition occurred at the home of Peter Gabriel’s parents. Prospective candidates performed tracks from the group’s second album, Trespass (1970). Collins arrived early, listened to the other auditions while swimming in Gabriel’s parents’ pool, and memorised the pieces before his turn.”
This song is the business. Most everything Phil Collins unleashed pre-Disney soundtrack era was. All that sweet, glorious Angry White British Guy Mainstream Pop. Dee-licious. The man writes lyrics like bad movie dialogue you wish you could say in real life. "Take a look at me now! There’s just an empty space…" Conrad assures me that there’s an old school Phil Collins revival happening in Atlanta but I haven’t smelled it yet. I’m keeping my eyes (and ears) out for it though.