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Dec 9, 2010
Stupefaction Top 12 for 2010

This is never easy for me, but at least I got this together ahead of time year. And in case you're thinking "who gives a crap?", don't worry...I'm under no delusions about anyone wondering what I loved this year (and if you visit regularly you'll know), but I like running it here as a matter of record. In no particular order, and with no further ado:

01. Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings - I Learned The Hard Way

02. Vic Godard & Subway Sect - We Come As Aliens

03. Vic Godard & Irvine Welsh - Blackpool EP (Gnu) (CD-only available directly from the band)

04. Orange Juice - Coals To Newcastle

05. Edwyn Collins - Losing Sleep

06. Paolo Conte - Nelson

07. Patti Smith - Just Kids

08. Sexual Objects - Cucumber

09. Harvest Ministers - Strange Love Letter

10. Spoon - Transference

11. The Preservation Hall Jazz Band feat. Tom Waits - Tootie Ma Was A Big Fine Thing b/w Corrine Died On The Battlefield - very limited edition 78 RPM record (Preservation Hall) (also available on Preservation: An Album To Benefit Preservation Hall

12. Christian Scott - Yesterday You Said Tomorrow
From my Last.FM stats - Top 15 listened-to artists, 2010:
01. Tom Waits
02. Willie Mitchell
03. Paolo Conte
04. The Harvest Ministers
05. Lambert, Hendricks & Ross
06. Sufjan Stevens
07. Borscht
08. Sidney Bechet
09. Echo & The Bunnymen
10. Big Star
11. Spoon
12. Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings
13. John Lurie
14. Vic Godard & The Subway Sect
15. Roddy Frame
Nov 24, 2010
Nov 6, 2010
Thought for the day
Nous, de temps en temps
nous sommes des enfants
sans problemes ni loi
de nos droit on est sur
les mains sales des confiture
contre le sofa
De puis ce matin
nos pattes sont en satin,
fauves les yeux pleins de sauvage
dans la nuit dla savane
se moquant de la rage
de quelqun en panne
Oh, spleen, oh, reverie
Oh, spleen, oh, symphony
Oh, spleen, oh, memory!
Oui, pardon, pardon
Ah, oui, glissons, glissons
Habill en bel-homme, jai perdu ma jeunesse
Mon visage de canaille,
en laine-grisaille
Oui, de temps en temps
Translated:
From time to time, we
We're children
Carefree, lawless
Sure of our rights
Hands sticky with jam
On the sofa. . .
Since the morning
Our paws are of satin,
Wild eyes full of savageness
In the savannah night
Deriding the rage
Of someone who's stuck. . .
Oh, spleen, oh, reverie
Oh, spleen, oh, symphony
Oh, spleen, oh, memory!
Yes, sorry, sorry. . .
Ah, yes, forget it, let's move on. . .
Dressed as a handsome man, I've lost my youth
My ruffian's face
In light-grey wool. . .
Yes, from time to time. . .
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