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CALEXICO...

FIRST, we'd like to apologise for the delay in bringing the delight of this band to you earlier. There are only 2 of us, and we can only do 1 festival at a time. This year it was glastonbury, and what a charmer it was... 4 best performances go to R.E.M, Radiohead, Kings of Leon and last but certainly not least Calexico (for those of you who were absent enough to miss them...shame on you)

Calexico is the musical child of a talented Mr. John Covertino and the splendid Mr. Joey Burns, both of who are from Tucson, Arizona. The rest the band are Martin Wenk, Volker Zander, Jacob Valenzuela, Paul Niehaus and Jelle Kuiper...tho i'm pretty sure people come and go within the band.
Calexico remind me of why there is such a thing called music and that these days rock n roll has become a supermarket full of brands and lifestyles that are not much more than money talking.

FEAST OF WIRE is their most recent album, and with its charming desert cool is the perfect soundtrack for the travelling soul as i recently discovered whilst on my own journey through Turkey. You'll be sure to find that everything on the album, is nothing short of QUALITY...you must buy!

Itzhak Pearlman's violin solo for Schindlers list... possibly the most painfully emotional piece of music I've ever listened to. (Tugba)

Sing along - Oh I Just Can't Wait For the Return of the King!

This Brazilian film, easily mistaken for a Spanish one (pointed out by my trusy accomplace emma)is a breath of fresh air from hollywood nonsense, a awakens the popcorn soul to a world that is real. Based on a true story, the film revovles around this crazy place called' the city of God' where numerous drug dealers and hoods have taken over the natural order of things. Its told through the words of 'rocket'...............................
Whenever I saw movie posters of Shallow Hal I would roll my eyes in true Darlene Connor fashion, albeit through the general principle of Gwyneth Paltrow's existence. However, now these prints fill me with hope and joy and the distant hum of Randy Newman's You Gotta Friend In me. Coz kids, in Jack Black, everyone's got a friend. And a frickin hero in Kyle. I was lucky to have the priveledge of the greatest and best album in the world over Christmas. Jack and Kyle appear to be the counteract of everything I fucking hate. And every kind of band I ever wanted to be in is manifest in Tenacious D. Now, I'm not saying that every song in that cd is a work of fucking genius. Weeell, actually, i kind of fucking am. There ain't fucking nothing but a hound dog, or a song on it that doesn't make me smile and for that they really might do exactly what they say on the tin and fucking save humanity. And they are true pioneers of inward breathing rock n roll, coz the fact you only got rocksters breathing out really is a rip-off and it's good someone finally realised. See, the thing is, it's all well and good to praise and fucking elevate kids who swear fucking muchly and weave fucking songs about hard fucking for breaking taboos and all that junk, but the thing is, they do it and do it well and piss take everything musically inclined while delivering the most fucking annoyingly catchy choons while they're at it. These guys know how to play a raw acoustic guitar. And in so doing, generate works of fucking wonder like Karate. "You broke the ruuuules!" - sing it! Go On! Go learn the words and sing them to your newsagent when you next buy your tabloids. Or I'll eat your soul.

There ain't no fucking truth in the media's effects on young vulnerable fucking minds.

This is the Greatest and Best Band in the World...

glasto.2003. sweet, sweet music
gotta be said Tubs, that's a spliffing good photo you've snapped there
Brazil. They gave us rainforests. And this movie. Can't be bad.
Be ye Angels?

NAY! WE ARE BUT MEN! ROCK!