SOUNDTRACK: BETH ORTON-Tiny Desk Concert #235 (August 6, 2012).
I’d published these posts without Soundtracks while I was reading the calendars. But I decided to add Tiny Desk Concerts to them when I realized that I’d love to post about all of the remaining 100 or shows and this was a good way to knock out 25 of them.
I loved Beth Orton’s album Trailer Park. The acoustic / electronic sound was new and interesting. I haven’t heard much from Orton since then, although I gather she has released a bunch and has been producing as well.
But I understand that she has more or less given up on the electronic sounds and focused mainly on acoustic guitar songwriting. So here she plays four songs. Three are new and sound quite different from the fourth one which is older.
Her voice is really raspy and raw on those first three songs, inclduing “Candles.” I actually don’t really remember what she sounded like on those earlier songs, but this sounds different to me. Very 70s folksinger (like Joni Mitchell, perhaps).
It’s very funny to hear her speak because her speaking voice is so different from her singing voice—so accented! She seems nervous introducing “Dawn Chorus” a song that she has barely played even for the band. It’s a lovely song and her voice sounds great on it I love the strumming style she employs for this song too.
“Poison Tree returns” to that 70s folksinger style again. The music is very pretty but I don’t care for the rawness of her voice in this setting.
She ends the set with an older song. She says he wants to tune her guitar for “prosperity and all.” Cute how nervous she is. She plays “Sweetest Decline,” a familiar song from her second album.
[READ: December 15, 2016] “Minus, His Heart”
Near the end of November, I found out about The Short Story Advent Calendar. Which is what exactly? Well…
The Short Story Advent Calendar returns, not a moment too soon, to spice up your holidays with another collection of 24 stories that readers open one by one on the mornings leading up to Christmas. This year’s stories once again come from some of your favourite writers across the continent—plus a couple of new crushes you haven’t met yet. Most of the stories have never appeared in a book before. Some have never been published, period.
I already had plans for what to post about in December, but since this arrived I’ve decided to post about every story on each day.
This was the first story in the collection that was just a huge puzzle to me. It was confusing from the start (which is fine), but it never really cleared itself up (which isn’t).
There’s a boy. His proxy father, Interminable Richard, is sitting on an electric voice box seeking a frequency to soothe his old wound.
The bell rings and it is Minus, the Neighborhood Wassailer, who comes inside and grabs the boy, calling his a thief. The boy says that Minus had fallen asleep on the escalator, so he, the boy, was going to steal his duffel. But someone had already stolen it.
The Wassailer inspects himself and says “You ejected my tape.”
The boy says he did steal Minus’ tape and he gave it to his sweet number. And so off they go in search of his sweet number.
They get to the playground and see Winsome Jenny at the leatherball court. Jenny is mad at him, I gather, and threatens to drop the stick. She says that she was his bona fide sweet number, so he still gets a lastly, but she gave the tape to Zooman Jubal, who is her sweet number now.
Minus drags the boy to the zoo where they meet Jubal. They take a boat ride and Minus says he will shoot Jubal if he won’t parley. Even stranger things happen and the boat goes over the waterfall.
This fever dream of a story has a final chapter which seems to tie things up, but never is any detail explained.
I have no idea if this is part of something else or if I’m supposed to find profound metaphor in this crazy story, but suffice it to say I didn’t. Unless it is simply a romance set in some kind of alternate universe?
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