i'm dreaming my life away
Should this post be about internet stalking of artists and scene celebrities or depression? Let's start with their common point of departure.
To the left is Chan Marshall, a talented self taught musician who records as Cat Power. I posted her song "Free" a while ago, and she's got a new album, entitled
The Greatest. Your local, or alternatively, your favorite alternative weekly should have a feature on her three weeks ago. Photo credit goes to
epiclylater'd, an excellent photo blog run by one of the people at
Vice Magazine.
Now, watch Cat Power's latest video, where she runs track in Britney Spears' red latex jumpsuit, bearing a cross, racing against young women in traditional Islamic veils. Harmony Korine, an experimental filmmaker most famous for his script for 1995's
Kids, directs. The clips mixes the symbols of religion, war, race and celebrity to at least evoke, if not provoke, thought.
Livin Proof
I think that takes care of the internet-enabled obsession with minor-alt-culture-celebrities portion of this post. Here's one of the tracks from the Japanese import version of her aforementioned new album. It's an Everly Brothers cover. The original was popular sometime between when my parent's were in fourth grade and when they were in seventh.
Cat Power- DreamsDo sad songs have to be sad? Her voice makes me think of a smoky night club, scratched hardwood floors dimly lit, the air filled with the persistent presence of the past. It's deeper than sad. It's decades of spilled drinks, terrible dates, sordid affairs, broken promises and missed little league games. Is itself music depressed? Is the singer? How can she sound like that? What is she really singing about, or better yet, what is she singing
through?