Seven Days by Corrosion Of Conformity

Taken from the album Deliverance

The Mother We Share by Chvrches

The photograph that has become known as “Migrant Mother” is one of a series of photographs that Dorothea Lange made of Florence Owens Thompson and her children in February or March of 1936 in Nipomo, California. Lange was concluding a month’s trip photographing migratory farm labor around the state for what was then the Resettlement Administration.

"I saw and approached the hungry and desperate mother, as if drawn by a magnet. I do not remember how I explained my presence or my camera to her, but I do remember she asked me no questions. I made five exposures, working closer and closer from the same direction. I did not ask her name or her history. She told me her age, that she was thirty-two. She said that they had been living on frozen vegetables from the surrounding fields, and birds that the children killed. She had just sold the tires from her car to buy food. There she sat in that lean- to tent with her children huddled around her, and seemed to know that my pictures might help her, and so she helped me. There was a sort of equality about it."

Taken from the album The Bones Of What You Believe

Blue by Joni Mitchell

“Still, when I looked behind the faces of those around me, all I saw was insanity, unrest, and anguish; or suffering, fear, and loneliness; or boredom, or solitude, or rage and impotence - shit, what was there to be happy about? Some fun, right? I saw a few pretty girls, but they seemed ugly to me, and the men seemed stupid…What I wanted was to fade into the shadows. I wanted a sad world, a cold one - a world without hope, without substance, without light. That’s how it was. I wanted to plunge to the bottom…Sometimes you just want to see the whole show fold - the sky fall. Anyway, this was my state of mind, and I hadn’t drunk a drop.” - Betty Blue by Philippe Djian

Taken from the album Blue

Give Him A Ball (And A Yard Of Grass) by Sultans Of Ping F.C

From The Age of Innocence (Taschen) comes this picture of Jack Charlton having a cheeky puff whilst training. Look! Here’s some more pictures of professional footballers, when they weren’t unanimously idiots, here.

The greatest football song ever? Three Lions. No. World In Motion. Perhaps. Give Him A Ball (And A Yard Of Grass). Probably.

Taken from the album Casual Sex In The Cineplex 

 

Keep On Burning by Edwyn Collins

Taken from the album I’m Not Following You 

Dirt by Death In Vegas

I long for the Big Beat revival.

Taken from the album Dead Elvis

Beat The Bush (Ewan Pearson’s Slow NRG Edit) by Alter Ego

You can’t beat Kate Bush. Still gutted I didn’t get tickets.  

Taken from the album Piece Work 

Rock Cottage by Ten Benson

Bron-Yr-Aur (Welsh for “golden hill”, “breast of the gold” or “hill of the gold” is a privately owned 18th-century cottage, on the outskirts of Machynlleth, Wales, and best known for its association with the English rock band Led Zeppelin.

The cottage was used during the 1950s by the family of future-Led Zeppelin vocalist Robert Plant as a holiday home. In 1970, Plant and guitarist Jimmy Page spent time there after a long and gruelling concert tour of North America. Though the cottage had no running water or electricity, they used it as a retreat to write and record some of their third album, Led Zeppelin III.

"Robert Plant and I went to Bron-Yr-Aur in 1970. We’d been working solidly right up to that point. Even recordings were done on the road. We had this time off and Robert suggested the cottage. I certainly hadn’t been to that area of Wales. So we took our guitars down there and played a few bits and pieces. This wonderful countryside, panoramic views and having the guitars … it was just an automatic thing to be playing. And we started writing." - Jimmy Page

Taken from the album Danger Of Deaf

Rooms On Fire by Stevie Nicks

Of course, if you close your eyes and drift away, you too can become a version of Stevie Nicks, dressed in bohemian drapes (hippy done right) as you walk down Sunset Boulevard channeling hot LA evenings and cocaine heartbreak to a slick soundtracked of 80’s Americana. Try it. It feels nice.

Taken from the album Crystal Visions: The Very Best Of Stevie Nicks

Hot Hot Hot!!! by The Cure

It’s fookin’ baking. Well it is, where I am. Very hot. especially for the United Kingdom. You might be in northern Greenland in which case I’m sorry but you may find enjoyment of this post a little exclusive (unless you’re a Cure fan with a particular passion for their late 80’s output)

Anyway, I thought I’d keep it topical and there isn’t much to smile about in the world at the moment so let’s just stick to a song about being hot (x3)

Taken from the album Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me

The new Tiga is, well ….very Tiga. BOOOOOGATTI.

Bulls On Parade by Rage Against The Machine

The Running of the Bulls (in Spanish encierro, from the verb encerrar, to fence in, to lock/shut up, to pen) is a practice that involves running in front of a small group of bulls (typically a dozen) that have been let loose on a course of a sectioned-off subset of a town’s streets. The most famous running of the bulls is that of the eight-day festival of Sanfermines in honour of Saint Fermin in Pamplona, although they are held in towns and villages across Spain, Portugal and in some cities in Mexico.

The origin of this event comes from the need to transport the bulls from the off-site corrals where they had spent the night, to the bullring where they would be killed in the evening. Youngsters would jump among them to show off their bravado. In Pamplona and other places, the six bulls in the event are still those that will feature in the afternoon bullfight of the same day.

Spanish tradition says the true origin of the run began in northeastern Spain during the early 14th century. While transporting cattle in order to sell them at the market, men would try to speed the process by hurrying their cattle using tactics of fear and excitement. After years of this practice, the transportation and hurrying began to turn into a competition, as young adults would attempt to race in front of the bulls and make it safely to their pens without being overtaken. When the popularity of this practice increased and was noticed more and more by the expanding population of Spanish cities, a tradition was created and stands to this day.

Taken from the album Evil Empire

Are You Blue Or Are You Blind? by The Bluetones

Yves Klein’s 1957 exhibition ‘Proposte Monochrome, Epoca Blu’ at the Gallery Apollinaire in Milan, featured 11 identical blue canvases, using ultramarine pigment suspended in a synthetic resin ‘Rhodopas,’ described by Klein as “The Medium.” Discovered with the help of , a Parisian paint dealer, the optical effect retained the brilliance of the pigment which, when suspended in linseed oil, tended to become dull.  The paintings were attached to poles placed 20 cm away from the walls to increase their spatial ambiguities.

In May 1960, Klein deposited a Soleau envelope, registering his paint formulation under the name International Klein Blue (IKB) at the Institut National de la Propriété Industrielle. The patent was published in April 1961.

Teenage Whore by Hole

"It’s unlistenable— that record was a calling card for rock critics and hardcorers, [saying] "This is what I do, and I’m not going to back down from it. I am announcing my persona as a cunt. Thank you very much." - Courtney Love, 2011

Taken from the album Pretty On The Inside

You Monopolise Me by The Ogyatanaa Show Band

Catchy African funk which may or may not* be about everybody’s favourite capitalist board game. 

* = I think it’s fair to say that it isn’t, but hey…

Taken from the album Ghana Special: Modern Highlife, Afro Sounds & Ghanaian Blue 1968-81

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