Áine

Apart from the news of some vote thing or other, some (or more) of my UK Facebook friends have been raving over the performance of one Áine Cahill from Glastonbury on BBC TV last night.

I did a bit of research (I googled) and found this rather nice tune from the Irish songstress.

Yes, it’s a bit schoolgirl GCSE composition, but there’s power and promise in that voice. I’m getting hints of Florence Welch, and it’s only 10am. Because I’m outside the EU, I haven’t heard yesterday’s BBC stuff yet, but I’ll be making sure to follow it up.

And no. I have no idea how to pronounce her name. Knowing Gaelic language rules, I’m going for “Colin” or something.

Mooi Choon

You’re My Waterloo. I love this song off the new Libertines album.

Piano, cello, heartfelt lyrics and a live performance at Glastonbury.

I’m making my way through the rest of the album – I’ll let you know what I think.

There goes the bandwidth

Oh dear. That’s the local internet broken as REM drop one hundred and something rare, unplugged, live and “other” tracks onto iTunes.

The massive cache includes stuff from as far back as 1982, as well as live performances – such as their 2003 Glastonbury set. We were right at the front for that, having enjoyed The Darkness, Inspiral Carpets, De La Soul and Suede, amongst others. What an amazing day.

Goosebumps.

If you’re an REM fan, this is like all your Christmasses and Birthdays rolled up into one. Collections will be completed. Memories will be reignited. Wallets will be emptied.

And the local telephone exchange is going to take a hell of a beating.

One way

This was the song that graced most of my time at University in Newcastle-upon-Tyne. I still get shivers down my spine when I hear it. If I had ever managed to compile a Top 10 of my favourite songs ever, this would probably be one of only three songs that would be a shoo-in. I can’t quite recall what the other two are right now, because my head is filled with the sound of the quite brilliant One Way by The Levellers, seen here at Glastonbury in 1994.

I was lucky enough to see The Levellers in Brixton in 1995 as part of their Total Chaos tour and rarely have I seen a band have quite so much fun on stage. The evening was a great success and – despite the tour’s moniker – wonderfully organised, save for the young gentleman that climbed up one of the rope ladders at the side of the stage and refused to come down for the rest of the set.

It wasn’t me.