Connolly’s Corner

  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: In the Presence of Absence – James Hawken

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: In the Presence of Absence – James Hawken

    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™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™‹๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐˜ผ๐™—๐™จ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š – ๐™…๐™–๐™ข๐™š๐™จ ๐™ƒ๐™–๐™ฌ๐™ ๐™š๐™ฃ


    Charles is filling a voidโ€ฆ


    There was a song released weeks ago. Letโ€™s call it โ€œwicked songโ€. I adored it, but I had already opted for a different song to review that week. Still though, this โ€œwicked songโ€ lingered in my head. I really needed to talk about it. The following week occurred in its usual weekly fashion, and I had not forgotten about said โ€œwicked songโ€, but in my honest approach I still went ahead and listened to all that was new that week. Alas, another great song took its place and โ€œwicked songโ€ was once again put on hold. Another week passed and although I still listened to all the latest new releases, I was determined this time to finally tell the world about this โ€œwicked songโ€. I went back to the New Artist Spotlight playlists to find it and refresh my memory. I scrolled up, I scrolled down. I could not find it. I even used the search function within the playlists. It was not there. Fortunately, I had written it down, so all was not lost. โ€œWicked songโ€ had not let me down; it was still wicked. But I was wondering why it was not on the playlistsโ€ฆ After delving through the New Artist Spotlight itself, I found to my horror that the artist had left the community!!! By now, youโ€™re probably all wondering who Iโ€™m talking about, or perhaps you are sure you know. But let me throw my spanner in your works (Iโ€™m running out of spanners)โ€ฆ Before having heard this โ€œwicked songโ€, I had never heard of this artist. NOW youโ€™re dumbfounded. You have no idea. But the thing is, I very much doubt you had ever heard of the artist. I believe they were one of those โ€œtry it for a bit then opt out because they canโ€™t be botheredโ€ types. Which is a huge shame, because this song is just fabulous and so utterly unique. And get this: itโ€™s rap! Well, sort of rap. Feels more like spoken word in rhythm. And you know whatโ€™s REALLY going to annoy you? Iโ€™m not going to tell you.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: In Your Power – Blue Scarr, Aimรฉe Britannia

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: In Your Power – Blue Scarr, Aimรฉe Britannia

    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™ฃ ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™‹๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง – ๐˜ฝ๐™ก๐™ช๐™š ๐™Ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™ง, ๐˜ผ๐™ž๐™ข๐™šฬ๐™š ๐˜ฝ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™–


    Charles listens wherever egosโ€ฆ


    Well, THAT was quite a week, wasnโ€™t it! Phew. That big little article I wrote about Fair Play for Independent Artists garnered rather a lot of attention. Ya see, these things take time to put together. That article was not just cobbled together in half an hour with masking tape temporarily stopping it from falling to bits. It took me hours. And days in the planning. I say planning: it was mildly swimming around my mind for a bit beforehand. I needed to gather together all the information that might have been necessary, and then I knew it had to have some sort of structure. So I proceeded to ignore most of that information and just go by what I knew. This was pure laziness, but I wanted this to feel real. To be from the heart; not just a list of statistics and a rant. Tone was vital. It was all rather daunting if Iโ€™m honest. Which I am. Honest, not daunting. I mean, yes, I am used to writing weekly articles. But this was different. I am naturally silly. I like doing the humour thing. With humour. I like to pull facial expressions with words. I like to be light but not pointless. No, I like to think there is weight in what I write, but not deep, dark, depressing weight. No, no. Like Queen. I try to write like the music of Queen. Proper and unexpected, but fun and poppy on the surface. Yeah, thatโ€™ll do. This article last week was to be something new. Something different. Something to really stretch me. Lord knows, I need a stretch. It got to the point where I was having dreams about it. Not very healthy, but there you go. This is because it was and is important.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: I Guess I Donโ€™t Love You – Shayan Regan

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: I Guess I Donโ€™t Love You – Shayan Regan

    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™ช๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™„ ๐˜ฟ๐™ค๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™‡๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช – ๐™Ž๐™๐™–๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™๐™š๐™œ๐™–๐™ฃ


    Captivated, Charles stops staring at the screen, looks up and discovers a true shining star – in his most in-depth review yet.


    The telephone. The humble ring-ring telephone. A simple, everyday tool we have used for many decades, well, every day. Of late, however, you might have noticed that they are somewhat different and more habitual these days than of those. In fact, rarely is the thing to leave oneโ€™s hands for more than a few moments, before being swiftly whipped up again. Or swiped to ground with the aim of a clumsy child – thank goodness for cases and carpets! What exactly are we staring at this entire time? What are we actually doing? Does that thumb of yours get tired? Do you ever wonder if in years to come, one thumb will be horrifically disfigured when compared to the other? Should we be frequently swapping hands to avoid this concern? Maybe using the little pinky from time to timeโ€ฆ? Phones have in many cases taken the place of a laptop. Hell, in a lot of cases they have taken the place of LIFE! They are capable of just about anything you can think of. We have come a long way from texting. Keyboards have disappeared entirely (R.I.P. Blackberry). The blower has moved on from being a handy tool to being a way of life. It is all about consumption. Not meaning the phone will give you tuberculosisโ€ฆ! It forgoes conversation and closeness and replaces with content. One can also take beautiful (or inane) photos and videos in breathtaking resolution. One can use A.I. to pretend one has a puppy – Iโ€™m not that lonely yet. One can beam oneโ€™s location to another on the other side of the world – should one wish to. Even 3D graphics can be cast and rendered on these tiny little devices. They are how most people watch and listen to anything and everything all over the world. Tens of millions of songs at your fingertips. Hundreds of billions of videos to go blind to. And then thereโ€™s gaming – God help us. One of the most handy things for me is the Voice Memos app – what with coming up with some sort of musical idea every few hoursโ€ฆ What is your most used app? What do you use your phone for the most? Iโ€™ll bet isnโ€™t making a phone callโ€ฆ Let me know in the comments below!


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: I Live for You (Strings Version) – Michael Jacob

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: I Live for You (Strings Version) – Michael Jacob

    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™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช (๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ ๐™‘๐™š๐™ง๐™จ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ) – ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™š๐™ก ๐™…๐™–๐™˜๐™ค๐™—


    Charles travels the world (musically speaking), and ends up back in Europe.


    I have seen very few places in the world. I have always wanted to go to America – New York, Arizona, Chicago – but have never quite managed it. I have never travelled to the opposite side of the world where the large island of Australia resides. I certainly have never immersed myself in deeply foreign cultures, found in places such as India or Africa. Through music however, I have been on a lifelong journey, giving me the feeling of having travelled the entire planet. Music gives me the thoughts, observations, dreams, imagination and cravings that I need to survive. Music has educated me to an extent and shown me the various cultures of the world. Black soul, blues and funk artists have allowed me aboard their ship on which to groove. Latin elements have made me understand the importance of rhythm, and given me the ability to not only count differently but almost think differently. Eastern music has brought me new sounds in instruments with which I had not previously been familiar, and has shown me there is far more to harmony than I had initially realised. My soul however seems to lie in Europe, with its many micro-cultures that exist clustered together in a relatively small chunk of the world. Eastern Europe has shown me its own take on classical and folk music. It fascinates and haunts me, yet I cannot help but smile in wonder. TRUE Europe though – โ€˜classicโ€™ Europe is what makes my heart sit in its right place. The amalgamation of just a few countriesโ€™ music is enough to make me spark. France, with its kookiness and pride. Germany, with its boldness and strength. Italy, with its fondness and warmth. And Spain, with its rhythm and fun.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Iโ€™ll Have the Same – Junior Bones

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Iโ€™ll Have the Same – Junior Bones

    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™„โ€™๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ƒ๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™Ž๐™–๐™ข๐™š – ๐™…๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ง ๐˜ฝ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ


    Given the choice, Charles is unimaginativeโ€ฆ


    Choice is a wonderful thing. It is something with which we are all so familiar these days, to the extent that we might feel spoilt rotten. We have choice in everything. So many options. Say youโ€™re in a shop and you need to buy shampoo (or hair soap, if youโ€™re far too macho to use such a frilly word). When you eventually find the section for degreasing those soiled roots – that in itself is quite a task – you are confronted by banks and banks of ugly white plastic bottles (or black, for said macho types). Why is shampoo always hideously designed, and oh-so outdatedโ€ฆ? Good question. You look among the labels and start to read. Who said reading was a thing of the pastโ€ฆ? โ€œFor dry, dull hairโ€. โ€œFor fine, flat hairโ€. Youโ€™ve got to admire the alliteration here, but who wants dry, dull, fine or flat hair?? This confused me for years. I mean YEARS. Should I opt for the one that boasts 50% more volume? Or should I maybe opt for the one that boasts 50% more volume, with added keratin and argan oil. I am slightly concerned that this much volume might be just a tad too loud and may cause damage to my sensitive ears. Ah, here we are. โ€œFor sensitive skinโ€ – definitely not one for the machista. What would the girl at the checkout thinkโ€ฆ? If youโ€™re thinking about that, you ainโ€™t no macho man. So this one for my sensitive skin boasts what it DOESNโ€™T have. No parabens. No phosphates. No paraffins. Again, the marvellous use of alliteration, butโ€ฆ Headache pills? Toxic gas? Flammable liquid? There is evidently so much I donโ€™t know. So am I to assume that all the other shampoos contain these fearful ingredients?? Well if this simplistic hair soap is free from almost everything, it must at least be mighty cheap. But no. Itโ€™s the most expensive one! Quel surprise. 10 minutes have passed, and I am still staring at ugly bottlesโ€ฆ I think Iโ€™ll get it online, where everyone isnโ€™t staring at me.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Invisible Girl – Vix 20

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Invisible Girl – Vix 20

    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™ฃ๐™ซ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ž๐™—๐™ก๐™š ๐™‚๐™ž๐™ง๐™ก – ๐™‘๐™ž๐™ญ 20


    Charles goes wirelessโ€ฆ


    I am speaking to you through a website. I am not with you in person. Or AM Iโ€ฆ? No. I am not – your paranoia can rest easy for now. My words are not printed in a newspaper or magazine. You cannot see me, you cannot hear me. If youโ€™ve got this far, your literacy skills are probably beyond the average these days. If it were not for a humble internet connection, I could not be with you now. So I AM with youโ€ฆ? No, not in person. I saw you looking over your shoulderโ€ฆ The internet has brought us rather a lot of good things. It has also brought us a rather large chunk of bad things. But we wonโ€™t be going into those, because, well, why sully the tone? We always look back on โ€œthe good old daysโ€ with such fondness and many of us resent the newer eras that stomp their loud shoes with increasing frequency, but for the most part modernity has done a lot of good. It has mainly brought choice to the fore. We used to watch television. Many still do, but maybe as a sideline to the many YouTube videos and Netflix shows that see us through life. We can now choose what we want to watch, and when we want to watch it. In terms of YouTube, we can go into detail like never before. It almost feels tailored towards each of us, because various clever โ€œalgorithmsโ€ make it so. Before the internet we had newspapers and magazines. We had television. But what was before television? Well, something that truly brought the world together. In a way, the earliest version of the internet. Something that gave us news, โ€œtalk showsโ€, interviews, plays, music and more. Most of this was live, and if oneโ€™s reception was good enough, one could โ€œtune inโ€ to many different areas of the world. Youโ€™ve probably guessed by now: radio. SO simple compared to what we have these days, but in a way, very similar.

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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Irrelevant – Bernice Marsala

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Irrelevant – Bernice Marsala

    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™ง๐™ง๐™š๐™ก๐™š๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ – ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™˜๐™š ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™ง๐™จ๐™–๐™ก๐™–


    Charles sees the relevance in longevityโ€ฆ


    The fun and games are over. Well, the games are over. The Olympics is done for another 4 years. The fun continues however, for we are still alive. Who were YOU rooting for? No doubt your own country. The only bit of the tournament I actually watched was the volleyball. Because Great Britain was playing? Nope. Because Poland was playing. My girlfriend is Polish and she wanted to see it. I suffered the ordeal for a minute or two, before realising that I was actually really enjoying it! Poland ended up with a shiny silver medal, by the way. Not bad at all! The pesky French got the gold. Huh! Zut. But you know what was missing in the Olympics? Cricket. Cricket, which hasn’t been part of the Olympics since 1900. In fact, 1900 was the only year it was ever included! Why? Apparently lack of participation… Bit weird, but okay. The good news is, it is due to make a grand comeback in the 2028 L.A. Olympics! Which is perfect timing because this week I scored a double century! The problem being, itโ€™s just not cricket!


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Itโ€™s Over (feat Jessica Mia) – Jane Marie

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Itโ€™s Over (feat Jessica Mia) – Jane Marie

    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™ฉโ€™๐™จ ๐™Š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง (๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™…๐™š๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™˜๐™– ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™–) – ๐™…๐™–๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™š


    Charles waxes lyricalโ€ฆ


    Tact is a funny one, isnโ€™t it. Itโ€™s a tricky bugger. Some people have it, and some people donโ€™t. It involves quick decision making. It involves empathy. A โ€œput yourself in their shoesโ€ moment. Say for example, if someone has gone through a traumatic experience (and continues to do so), what do you say? What words do you use? Do you say the usual politician/celebrity line: โ€œMy deepest condolences to the family and friends ofโ€ฆโ€? Do you ignore them all together, with the excuse of โ€œI just wanted to give you spaceโ€, but in fact you were simply stuck for what to say? Do you speak to them as though nothing has happened, in the hope that this will cheer them up and take their mind off things? Do you stay deadly serious? Do you joke? I personally probably do a mixture of all of these things. But the one thing I definitely DONโ€™T do, is imagine that everyone is the same, and that every saddening experience is carbon copy of the last one you heard about. Each instance needs to be addressed uniquely and personally. If you donโ€™t really know the person well at all, itโ€™s probably best to say nothing. Cold, empty sympathy from a relative stranger can do little for the person involved. But this is the thing. These days with half our world conducted over the internet, who is to say the true meaning of โ€œfriendโ€ or โ€œstrangerโ€โ€ฆ? With the written word, one has to try harder in order to portray what one really means or feels. In real life, just one look of โ€œI got youโ€ (eurghh) and a hug can suffice. But in messages, things can look so cold and automatic. I think this must be why I write the way I write. Some might try to emulate who they are by the way they string words together in text. But because I write so much these days, I think I am becoming more like I write. Rather than the words portraying the personality, the personality is becoming the words! And I donโ€™t mind a bit. Iโ€™ve become a better person for it. I think more. I am kinder. I am calmer. I give things a chance to sink in before blurting out an ill-judged response.


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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Jekyll & Hyde – Teddy Head

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Jekyll & Hyde – Teddy Head

    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™š๐™ ๐™ฎ๐™ก๐™ก & ๐™ƒ๐™ฎ๐™™๐™š – ๐™๐™š๐™™๐™™๐™ฎ ๐™ƒ๐™š๐™–๐™™


    Charles is two in oneโ€ฆ


    Time for another lovely review of a pretty little ditty. For that is what CC likes to listen to. Perfect, pleasing pop. Rounded, retro relevance. Sombre, soothing strings. Thatโ€™s my peach in a nutshell, no? Well, I do like all these things, it canโ€™t be denied. But my musical tastes are rather more varied than you probably realise. The difficulty arises in quality and in mood. Some other genres I rarely talk about here are often not of the highest quality, when they simply NEED to be. But the main reason is mood. I am rarely in the mood for a lot of genres. Take electronic music, for example. These days it is very seldom that I feel the pang for electronic music. But when I get that craving, there is nothing like sticking on a bit of Disclosure to sate my needs. Nothing else wires my brain the way it wishes to be wired. Iโ€™d say it gets me moving, but itโ€™s more of an embarrassing head jolt if someoneโ€™s around. And if no oneโ€™s around, itโ€™s like my whole body is a mercury spasm. Floppy erraticism. Like David Byrne on opium. Probably. I have reviewed a few electronic pieces over the years, but itโ€™s not that common because Iโ€™m rarely in the mood, or itโ€™s not been made that well. The big shame about my musical taste is that I will probably never review hard rock or metalโ€ฆ



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  • ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Just Because (feat. Jessica Mia) – Jane Marie

    ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ – this week: Just Because (feat. Jessica Mia) – Jane Marie

    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™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™˜๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š (๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ. ๐™…๐™š๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™˜๐™– ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™–) – ๐™…๐™–๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™š


    Judge Connolly listens to the juryโ€ฆ


    First impressions. Good thing? Bad thing? Are you a cynical, judgemental old fart who has guessed a โ€œtypeโ€ based on very little? Or are you perhaps a sensitive, observant soul who feels you can tell more about a person based on just a couple of initial moments? These two โ€œdefinersโ€ could perhaps be construed as much the same, considering the thought process is basically the total of educated guess and assumption. I think I am a despicable blend of the two. I am often right. And youโ€™ll be pleased to hear that I am also often wrong. My belief is that so few of us are honest with ourselves. We like to think of ourselves as good, honest, kind people. Yet when we meet someone, be it in person or online, are most of us not instantly judging? Summing up? Wanting to define and categorise said person? I think itโ€™s human nature. A sort basic instinct. Do I instantly take a dislike to this person? Could this person be a friend for life? Do I trust this person? I think this is the main reason most of us naturally do this: trust. Pretty much everything is based on trust, and so we must not let our guard down. Just because someone said something in a peculiarly undesired tone, or just because they smiled with THAT look in their eyes, should that mean they are instantly in the red cross pile, rather than the green tick pile? Most of us (consciously or not) are guilty of this reckoning, letโ€™s face it. Bear in mind that just as you are busy judging, you too are being judged. Bet you hadnโ€™t thought of THAT one. โ€œBut, butโ€ฆ Iโ€™m completely infallible and perfect in every way!! How could anyone POSSIBLY think negatively of ME??โ€ – probably because that very thought of yours is written all over your face – and people donโ€™t like that. Now, I am aware I may get a lot of hate in the comments for this, but so be it. Things are more fun with a bit of contention. Anything to set the rusty cogs in motion and kickstart the heart into a healthy upbeat rhythm. But โ€œbe niceโ€.


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