Charles Connolly

  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Sunset Daddy – Blue Dirt Girl

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Sunset Daddy – Blue Dirt Girl

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™Ž๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐˜ฟ๐™–๐™™๐™™๐™ฎ – ๐˜ฝ๐™ก๐™ช๐™š ๐˜ฟ๐™ž๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™‚๐™ž๐™ง๐™ก


    Charles quotes 10cc: โ€œArt for Artโ€™s Sakeโ€


    I had the privilege of seeing 10cc at the Royal Albert Hall, back in 2019 when things were normal and we could enjoy such things without wondering if we were threatening our health in doing so. Weโ€™ll get back to that form of life soon enough – just a matter of time. I told you this for absolutely no reason other than to tell you this (told for tellingโ€™s sake). But the bandโ€™s famous message, originally coined in the early 19th century in France (lโ€™art pour lโ€™art), really made me think. Art for Artโ€™s Sake. Art for the sake of art. No statements, no morals, no politics. Just art to enjoy. Art to enliven the soul. Speaking of things returning to normal, I am hoping that when things open up here in London I will be able to visit a gallery or two. The artist David Hockney, has always intrigued and irritated me. I very much like how he started in the 60s with his Splash paintings, but then quickly went off him. For decades his art didnโ€™t excite me. In fact, it didnโ€™t really move me in any way – it was simply there, and my eyes drifted over and past it. What irritated me was actually the general public praising him for the mediocre work of his middle years. This century however, he has come back strong, starting with his tree paintings in the mid 00s (I say โ€˜paintingsโ€™ loosely as he mainly works digitally these days). He is a man of nature. Like the old greats (Monet, Renoir etc.) he is obsessed with light and feel. The passing of time, and how this changes our surroundings through the seasons. A splash of colour; a dose of light. This is pure art – art for artโ€™s sake. I am hoping to see his new summer exhibition at the Royal Academy of Arts in the coming months. For those who donโ€™t know, Hockney is an extremely famous artist from England. For those who donโ€™t know, England is a country in Britain. For those who donโ€™t know, Britain is also a country, because weโ€™re weird like that.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Sub Rosa – Bryan Cooper

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Sub Rosa – Bryan Cooper

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™Ž๐™ช๐™— ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™– – ๐˜ฝ๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง


    Charles is under wrapsโ€ฆ


    Some of the best things are done in private. Equally, so are some of the worst. Honest privacy is a good thing. Secrecy is often not so good. It can be good for the element of delighted surprise (like when I was given an album review by 18 people), but usually a secret is to stay a secret. It is never to be known. But when one does something in private, it usually doesnโ€™t mean one has something to hide. It is simply that we wish to be left alone while we do whatever we are doing. Call it โ€œme timeโ€. This is very different to shady people and their shady practices. Almost everything I do, I do in private. But I am not MI6. I hold no state secrets. And if I was, and I did, I wouldnโ€™t be telling you. Which has possibly got you thinking. Could CC be one of those spies youโ€™ve read about? Is he working for the British government, yet pretending to lead a relatively normal lifeโ€ฆ? He can be everywhere one day, then suddenly disappear the next… Is he really just mixing and producing? Does he really just write these weekly articles out of the kindness of his heart? Surely there has got to be an ulterior motiveโ€ฆ Youโ€™ll never be able to read his private messages in order to find out. Besides, all youโ€™d find there is chat from clients about mixing and production, and gratitude from reviewees for having written these articles. You wonโ€™t find such a message from last weekโ€™s reviewee however. Kind! But I digress. So, am I a British spy? You will never know. Shh, itโ€™s a secret.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: #StopPayola – Ed Eagle

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: #StopPayola – Ed Eagle

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    #๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™‹๐™–๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ก๐™– – ๐™€๐™™ ๐™€๐™–๐™œ๐™ก๐™š


    Charles bucks the trend of loveโ€ฆ


    So itโ€™s love day. So of course, Charles is going to write a soppy piece about love. Well obviously. What would you expect from someone so predictable as CC. Well Iโ€™m not going to, you see. Iโ€™m just not. Not because I donโ€™t like love. I LOVE love. Itโ€™s the most perfectly wonderful thing ever in the history of the world and probably beyond. If you believe in love beyond Earth. Ah, I see where heโ€™s going with this. Itโ€™s going to be another piece on Space. Alien love. Heโ€™s going to review a funky song about aliens making love, probably called Alien Love Making. Oh, as if I would write about something so crude as that. Besides, Iโ€™ve probably done that before. Iโ€™ve written about a lot of things, ya see. In fact, it can be difficult to come up with something entirely new, week after week after week. Love is love, and we all know it. Hallmark, Cadburyโ€™s Milk Tray, Interflora and Durex have taught us well. So I feel it is time for something a little different. An alternative message of love to our founder and to all of you. Here goesโ€ฆ!


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Tom – Kaminski

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Tom – Kaminski

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™๐™ค๐™ข – ๐™†๐™–๐™ข๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ ๐™ž


    Charles is just being friendlyโ€ฆ


    Last week was all about ballads. It was about how music makes you feel. I donโ€™t quite mean HOW it makes you feel, but THAT it makes you feel. Dud music doesnโ€™t make me feel. Songs about things I canโ€™t relate to, do little for me. They donโ€™t make me feel. The best music should make you feel, in some way or other. It could be that it makes you cry, it could be that it makes you glow, and it could be that it makes you tingle; up here, or down there. But if thereโ€™s none of that, thereโ€™s none of that. So there isnโ€™t a great deal of point in listening. Which is the main problem I have with generic pop. It plays, I hear, and thatโ€™s about it. Itโ€™s as nutritious as a leaf of iceberg lettuce. Basically crunchy tap water without the sweetness of watermelon. I seem to have a thing for that cruddy song โ€˜Watermelon Sugarโ€™โ€ฆ Anyway! I said last week how sadness is a bigger feeling than happiness. Hence the Blues. But the Blues isnโ€™t just a genre of music; itโ€™s a lifestyle. Well, for some it is, but I only really said that because it sounded cool in my head. What I really meant was, the Blues doesnโ€™t really need to be in the style of Blues music. Itโ€™s about feeling blue. So in a way, any sad song is a Blues song. Which sounds ridiculous, but itโ€™s kinda true if you think about it.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: You Taught Me – Ross Cantrell & Finn McGowan

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: You Taught Me – Ross Cantrell & Finn McGowan

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™๐™–๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ˆ๐™š – ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™จ ๐˜พ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™š๐™ก๐™ก & ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฃ ๐™ˆ๐™˜๐™‚๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ


    Charles dons his mortarboard and begins the class. โ€œSettle down, childrenโ€…


    This week I have moistly – it has been raining in London – been listening Jacob Collier. Many of you may not even have heard of this chap. He is not quite yet 27 years old, and already has a total of 5 Grammys (Grammys, not Grannies – that would be even more unlikely), breaking all previous records of all kinds. Not to mention MAKING records of all kinds. To say he is a virtuoso is really actually putting him down. I believe him to be the most talented musical artist since possibly Stravinsky or even Beethoven, and he is very much a genius. I donโ€™t mean genius in the sense of a footballer scoring a goal, for that is slightly less than what I would call genius. In fact, I very rarely use the word. Paul McCartney is another musical genius. But Mr. Collier goes beyond this. McCartney has a gift. Collier has an incredible mind. If an informed man/woman/person/thing were to have a brain the size of a house, Jacobโ€™s brain would be the size of the street. Or even the entire borough. His musical talents are seemingly quite literally unlimited. It is almost like he has the answer before you have even posed the question! His music knows NO bounds. No bounds at ALL! There is one problem, however. We, the general public are not on his level, or even close to it. We are barely on his horizon. We NEED boundaries. We need something we can understand and grasp. There needs to be a certain amount of familiarity (for most), or even predictability. There is something so satisfying about knowing where โ€œthe oneโ€ is. There is something so gratifying about knowing that the big old chorus is going to come nnnNOW. Jacob does not however make horrible dissonant disjointed โ€œmusicโ€. He makes stunning MUSIC – no quotation marks. But it will only be for certain people, hence despite all the countless awards, he has never entered the Top 40 charts for any single or album. So! Where on Earth is CC going with this? Well. We have learnt that in order to make music that will appeal to the masses, it has to be not TOO dissimilar to music we know and love. But there is no point whatsoever in regurgitating the same old stuff, year after year (although this is exactly what most โ€œartistsโ€™ seem to do these days). The question is this: How does one make music more interesting?


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Woman – The Striders

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Woman – The Striders

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™’๐™ค๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ – ๐™๐™๐™š ๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™™๐™š๐™ง๐™จ


    Charles knows what women are likeโ€ฆ


    Women. Letโ€™s talk about women. โ€œYou sexist, chauvinist pig! How dare you-โ€ WAIT!!! I havenโ€™t said anything yet. Damned trigger people. You see a man talking about women, and instantly youโ€™re on the alert, ready to pounce. โ€œBut youโ€™re obviously going to be saying something negative, otherwise why would you-โ€œ WHY am I OBVIOUSLY going to say something negativeโ€ฆ? What makes you think that? Am I that pessimistic that I only speak negatively of things? โ€œA woman is not a THING!!โ€ Yes, yes, I know that. Thatโ€™s not what I meant, and you know it. Simmer down, and let me speak. Good God, if I said I was going to talk about black people, is that instantly no-go territory because Iโ€™m white? What if I was going to praise Marvin Gaye, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder, Dr. Dre and John Legend? โ€œOh, well thatโ€™s okay thenโ€. So let me say something first. THEN you can decide whether pouncing is the necessary action. So. Ahem. Letโ€™s talk about women.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Wonderful You – Frank Joshua

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Wonderful You – Frank Joshua

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™’๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™™๐™š๐™ง๐™›๐™ช๐™ก ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช – ๐™๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™…๐™ค๐™จ๐™๐™ช๐™–


    Charles speaks franklyโ€ฆ


    Throughout the noughties and early tens, I was obsessed with one particular producer. It seemed to me like he was capable of anything. Whatever he got his hands on, he would turn to greatness. He would make a good thing better. He would make it his own. I also wondered if the artists he worked with minded that each record he produced sounded very much like a โ€œhavenโ€™t mentioned his name yetโ€ album, rather than an album by that particular artist. His stamp. I donโ€™t think they minded though, because if he was involved it was pretty much a guarantee that the record would be fabulous, popular and reviewed well. Praised to the skies, even! The artists he has worked with include Radiohead, Beck, Zero 7, Travis (never mind), Air and a slightly more obscure artist by the name of Paul McCartney. There are of course others, but this is enough to be getting on with for now. While these artists are hugely different from one another, there is something warm and cosy, yet grand and impressive about all of them. This is what this producer manages with everything he touches. His name? Nigel Godrich.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: You Proof – Patrik Ahlm

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: You Proof – Patrik Ahlm

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™‹๐™ง๐™ค๐™ค๐™› – ๐™‹๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™  ๐˜ผ๐™๐™ก๐™ข


    Charles dons his helmetโ€ฆ


    Among episodes of Cheers, House and Malcolm in the Middle, I have recently been watching a BBC documentary series called Simon Reeveโ€™s South America. In as few as 5 episodes, Reeve covers everything from the beauty to the chaos of the entire continent of South America. We started atop a tepui (pronounced correctly) in Guyana. Its footage was truly staggering, it barely looked real. It was a breathtaking experience even on the smallest of screens. But as with most things these days, the plot didnโ€™t stay picturesque for long. We were taken slightly further East and South, where rainforests had been ripped apart due to the greed of man. The hunt for gold. Mining is both for the rich and for the poor. For the rich, to get richer. For the poor, out of sheer hope and desperation. But it was only after episode 3 (my journey thus far), that I realised the extent of the mess in South America, and more specifically, Bolivia. Cocaine is the problem. Well, really, corrupt embezzling government not governing, is the problem. It showed us an elderly female poverty-stricken farmer having to strip 28 kilos of coca leaves with her bare hands in the burning sun to make a total of around ยฃ3.50. Iโ€™m not going to bother translating into other currencies, because you know this is not much. In fact, it is around half the price of a pint in London. There is nothing more these farmers can do in the burning sun, and so they are forced to feed the ongoing worldwide drug problem. Cocaine and gold fund most of the continent – not the best national strategy. The worst point though was in the highest inhabited town in the world. So high that altitude sickness is common. Ungoverned La Rinconada has raw sewage spilling across mud “roads”. It has sprung up in recent decades with peopleโ€™s desperate hope of finding golden nuggets. A truly inhospitable, extremely dangerous place, as it snows ferociously with strong winds, still people keep digging and breaking rocks. You can see in their eyes that they know they will never find anything. Or anything that will make a difference. It was as if watching a soul wither and die inside a wandering corpse, wasting energy on nothing but cold toil and hot tears. I was left quiet, sickened and saddened. Did I therefore start an immediate protest stream on Twitter? No, because that is not what I do. Because it has little point other than creating awareness. It does not help anything. It would only make others feel miserable. Besides, who would listen to ME? So what did I do? I thought. And I felt. And I realised how damned spoilt we all are in the modern western world.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – What You Looking At? (Remix) – Darren Mason, Daverage J. Normal

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – What You Looking At? (Remix) – Darren Mason, Daverage J. Normal

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™’๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™‡๐™ค๐™ค๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐˜ผ๐™ฉ? (๐˜ฟ๐™–๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™–๐™œ๐™š ๐™…. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ง๐™ข๐™–๐™ก ๐™๐™š๐™ข๐™ž๐™ญ) – ๐˜ฟ๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ, ๐˜ฟ๐™–๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™–๐™œ๐™š ๐™…. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ง๐™ข๐™–๐™ก


    Charles bangs his head for funโ€ฆ


    Antidisestablishmentarianism is a word that appears in few dictionaries these days, simply due to its rare usage. I cannot think why. Could it be because it takes half an hour to pronounce, and half a day to write? It is still arguably the longest word in the english language. Yes, arguably – donโ€™t start up in the comments. So is it just its length that stops people including it in their day-to-day vocal spiel? Probably not. It is probably because it has a stupid meaning. One can be FOR the establishment. One can be AGAINST the establishment. But this word sums up being against being against the establishment. Not a typo. Meaning FOR the establishment. And weโ€™re right back where we started. Take coffee, for example. There are people who like coffee (the correct ones), and there are people who donโ€™t like coffee (the silly ones). And then there are the people who donโ€™t NOT like coffee. Who in Godโ€™s name invented this irritating and confusing double negative?? Speaking of God, this lengthy pretentious word originally stems from the Church of England, being the establishment. But just as you were all starting to moan and groan about this being another piece about words, you are now moaning and groaning further in thinking it is another piece about religion. Well, I am here to put your mind at ease. It is about neither. The point is, anyone who uses โ€œantidisestablishmentarianismโ€ is evidently someone who is against things for the sake of being against things, while trying to look cool. Bringing us to punks. A modern take on the original renegades. But not the rather amusing punks of the 70s, or the bullies of the 60s disguised as Hellโ€™s Angels, but in fact a different variety. The crazy mixed up kids of the early 90s. Anti-establishment? Antidisestablishment? They were anti everything! But also couldnโ€™t really care enough to make a solid point about anything. Basically, it was an excuse to have a lot of fun. To enjoy being young and seemingly invincible – as all young people should feel. Though this had been going on underground since around 1988, it took a few years for the scene to become a known culture. I bring you, London 1992.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Youโ€™re Not Ok (feat. Ryan Ronksley) – Patrick Laurin

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Youโ€™re Not Ok (feat. Ryan Ronksley) – Patrick Laurin

    Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly – an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


    ๐™”๐™ค๐™ชโ€™๐™ง๐™š ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™Š๐™  (๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ. ๐™๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ ๐™จ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฎ) – ๐™‹๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™˜๐™  ๐™‡๐™–๐™ช๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ


    Charles is getting on with itโ€ฆ


    What is comfort? Is it cushions and ice cream? Or how about an evening with the lads? Maybe itโ€™s an idyllic day in the countryside? Could it be that you just like to sit secluded in your car, listening to the best of The Carpenters? Well, comfort can be all these things and more. But there is one thing these all have in common, They are short-lived. Itโ€™s not a way of life. You know when someone asks โ€œHow are you?โ€, โ€œHowโ€™s it going?โ€, โ€œHowโ€™s life?โ€, โ€œHowโ€™s it hanging?โ€, โ€œYou all right?โ€, โ€œWhatโ€™s happening (man)?โ€, โ€œYou good?โ€, or โ€œWhat a gwan?โ€? You habitually and automatically reply something along the lines of Fine, Good, Okay, All right, Alright, Canโ€™t complain, Not too bad, Could be worse, Surviving, You know how it is, Muddling through, Mustnโ€™t grumble, Getting on with it, and so forth. On the surface, these are all pretty positive replies. But the underlying feeling is stagnancy or worse. Iโ€™ve always wondered about the expression โ€œNot too badโ€. Itโ€™s meant to be positive, but if you think about it, itโ€™s overwhelmingly negative. โ€œThings are bad, but not TOO badโ€โ€ฆ! Anyway. To be fair, one main reason for an answer like this, is to cut things short and be modest. After all, they only asked out of politeness. They didnโ€™t want a genuine reply! The French have it perfectly: โ€œร‡a va?โ€ – โ€œOui, รงa va?โ€ – โ€œAlorsโ€. Thatโ€™s โ€œHow are you?โ€ – โ€œYes, how are you?โ€ – โ€œSoโ€. They donโ€™t even bother to answer the question, Itโ€™s just a case of getting through the mandatory chit-chat as quickly and efficiently as possible.


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