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Excellent Calexico News

Calexico

I don’t like to just trot things out like some sort of parrot-powered news service if I can avoid it, but this news is very fine news indeed.

Calexico, who are one of my very favourite bands, have released a teaser mp3 for their new album, which will be called Carried to Dust and will be available on September 9th of this year. I am not sure if there are different release dates for the UK, but given the idiocy of international distributors it wouldn’t surprise me. Anyhow, the song is called Two Silver Trees, is downloadable from their MySpace page, and is bloody excellent. Has the pre-release mp3 leak become the new, revenue-less single these days? It looks like it I guess, and I suppose it makes a degree of sense if you treat a single as being there to drum up excitement and anticipation for the album.  Less so if you think of it as a revenue-generator in its own right, of course.

Anyhow, yes, there’s a new album. And they’re playing here. Yes, instead of the more habitual trail to Glasgow that bands visit Scotland tend to beat, we are getting Calexico at the Queen’s Hall on Thursday 11th September.

In terms of my favourite bands, I think it is safe to say that Calexico are right up there with the best. I bought and sort of liked Spoke, before somewhat losing track of them for a while. Then with Feast of Wire I was hooked, and have since explored forwards and backwards through their back catalogue with what I suppose can be described as gleeful abandon. When Mrs. Toad and I get a little tipsy of an evening, and the stereo is on just that little bit too loud, the chances of Calexico coming on the Toad Hall PA system are very, very high indeed.

Calexico – Two Silver Trees

Does the title of that song remind anyone else slightly of Dr. Seuss? “Through three cheese trees, three free fleas flew. Through these cheese trees, freezy breeze blew.” Or something vaguely like that!

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New Music Fucking Bores Me at the Moment

Peace & Quiet

There’s so much perfectly decent music in my inbox at the moment, that I find it hard to write about any of it.  Yeah, you know, ho hum, it’s all pretty decent but none is blowing me away.

Islands’ Arm’s Way is pretty decent, Bon Iver’s album For Emma, Forever Ago isn’t bad either, but I honestly don’t find it quite as brilliant as almost everyone else seems to.  The new albums by Half Man Half Biscuit and even The Wave Pictures are both pretty good but just not awakening much passion I’m afraid.  Ditto Fleet Foxes, Bowerbirds, Tindersticks and a few others.

I guess this happens, and this is why people have old favourites in the first place: occasionally you just need to go back to the cup of tea and a biscuit part of your collection – for Americans that might be the chicken soup with rice part – and just listen to the stuff so good and comforting and familiar that it always does the trick.  No thinking, no evaluating, no trying to pull comparisons out of your arse, just give the brain a rest for a bit and stop thinking.   How conscious a process is music enjoyment supposed to be anyway.

I never participated in No Music day, but I thought it was a good idea, albeit not for the reasons suggested.  Not every moment of every day needs to be soundtracked.  We are not movies, and it is good for all of us to take the headphones off, turn off the stereo and just enjoy being peaceful from time to time.  Right now is that time for me.  I just need to go for a walk and listen to fuck all for a bit, and when I do listen to something it needs to be some Dylan stuff, or Tom Waits.  Or Calexico, or the Willard Grant Conspiracy, or Billy Bragg, or Belle & Sebastian or an old REM album or something like that.

Sometimes you have to stop processing music, and just enjoy it.  And sometimes I get to the stage where I need to be reminded of that.  Like today.

Calexico – Sunken Waltz
Bruce Springsteen – Growin’ Up
The Smiths – William, It was Really Nothing
Eels – Susan’s House
The Wedding Present – Gazebo

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Toadcast #29 – The Summercast

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The missus and I got pished and did a podcast! Huzzah! It was a lovely Summery day on Wednesday and we sat out and had a meal in the back garden and then when it got chilly we came inside and did a podcast.

There’s not much of a theme this week because I can get a little bored of them, and from time to time it’s nice to just throw some tracks together that you like. And then get hammered and ramble on about them at interminable length. Sorry about that.

Toadcast #29 – The Summercast

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01. Lemonjelly – Nice Weather For Ducks (01.47)
02. Elbow – Station Approach (10.47)
03. The Eighteenth Day of May – Cold Early Morning (19.07)
04. Aberfeldy – Tom Weir (25.56)
05. Tiny Tim – Tiptoe Through the Tulips (27.47)
06. Uncle Moon – Pepper (34.41)
07. Lo-Fidelity Allstars – On the Pier (41.32)
08. The Boo Radleys – Find the Answer Within (48.17)
09. The Libertines – The Good Old Days (56.41)
10. The Undertones – Teenage Kicks (65.51)
11. The Von Bondies – C’Mon C’Mon (68.11)
12. The Builders & the Butchers – Spanish Death Song (76.41)
13. The Walkmen – The Rat (82.59)
14. Calexico – Corona (93.33)
15. Lloyd Cole – You’re a Big Girl Now (106.46)

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Toadcast #20 – The Late, Late News

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IT disasters in Toad Hall meant that this podcast was delayed so long that I ended up posting pretty much all of it on the blog before I got to record the thing and all the news was so outdated that I had to find some more news. Fortunately we have some pre-release splendidness from Elbow, Goldfrapp and Stephen Malkmus to make up for it.

There’s also some excellent unsigned music to be had as well, from Maxwell Panther and Meursault, as well as some splendid new singles from Elle S’Appelle and Operahouse. So it’s late, but some of this stuff is really quite excellent. And then there’s LCD Soundsystem who have taken me so long to get into that I am only starting to even enjoy the album now, some eight months or so after its release. What a fuckwit.

There’s a fairly detailed explanation of what is going to be happened with Song, by Toad Records in the new year as well, and how I am going to move these podcasts onwards and upwards. Unfortunately it takes the longest bloody link in recorded history to actual explain it all, but explain it I do. There’s always the track timings listed at the side of the songs if you want to skip it altogether though! Have fun, chaps.

Toadcast #20 – The Late, Late News

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1. Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks – Gardenia (01.27)
2. Elle S’Appelle – Little Flame (06.49)
3. Operahouse – Born a Boy (09.40)
4. LCD Soundsystem – All My Friends (14.54)
5. The Hollies – The Air That I Breathe (24.50)
6. Goldfrapp – Little Bird (28.51)
7. Maxwell Panther – Too Many Magazines (35.47)
8. Meursault – The Furnace (39.37)
9. The 4Qs – Pieces of a Puzzle (48.03)
10. Kid Harpoon – Riverside (50.42)
11. Dubious Ranger – Slow Day (56.18)
12. Roger McGuinn & Calexico – One More Cup of Coffee (68.29)
13. The Heavy Circles – Henri (72.45)
14. The Brute Chorus (feat. Tiggs) – The Cuckoo & the Stolen Heart (80.15)
15. Elbow – Grounds For Divorce (88.13)
16. The Cave Singers – Seeds of Night (94.51)

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Movie Soundtracks: Your Turn, You Smart-Arses

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It’s time for some proper, quality, intellectual debate here at Song, by Toad and I have to admit that the chances of that ever issuing from the Pen of Toad are vanishingly small so I am going to do what every work-shy career weasel on the planet would do: exploit the work of others.

I would like to invite you to write a post for Song, by Toad. My brother has written a couple of excellent ones already, and I think this makes the whole thing a bit more interactive, and I’ve been trying to think of ways to get folk involved a bit more anyway. There have been some excellent discussions on this site and they often get a bit buried in the comments section so I think it would be excellent to bring it all up to the front page where it belongs.

I would like anyone interested to write a post about movie soundtracks (a few hundred words, I guess) and send it to me, along with the mp3s you have in mind, and I will publish the best ones on the site. Then we can argue about them as usual. I don’t care what you want to write – be creative. I have written two things that might apply already, which might qualify: a review of the Nick Cave/Warren Ellis soundtrack to The Proposition and a bit of a whinge about the complete lack of relation of the Spiderman 3 soundtrack to the actual movie. Anything along these sort of lines would be perfectly suitable. DC may wish to consider the soundtrack to Airport actually, now that I think about it.

So there we go, I’ll publish everyone’s stuff in about two weeks, if you’re up for it. I may even have a celebrity contribution from Ian of Broken Records if I ask nicely, as he’s been threatening to send me a soundtrack rant for a while now. And I shall, of course, have a stab myself.

So, to kick things off, two of my favourite tracks from the recent Dylan biopic I’m Not There, all involving much-adored indie heroes. Excellent – if slightly cynical – stuff.

Charlotte Gainsbourg & Calexico – Just Like a Woman
The Hold Steady – Can I Please Crawl Out Your Window
Stephen Malkmus & the Million Dollar Bashers – Maggie’s Farm

Buy the soundtrack to I’m Not There.

(Oh, and if you think this is a stupid idea and you’d far rather I stick to the writing and you to the reading, then feel free to say so.)

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Historical Ignorance and Demagoguery

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I am about to fall foul of Godwin’s Law in my first sentence, but sometimes I wonder why we all demonise Hitler quite so much. Good start, eh? By this I do not mean to make excuses for anything he did or to play down his significance or the horror of the world he tried to create, I mean to talk about other people because Hitler was not as exceptional as you would think, given his status as human horror figure par excellence.

This all arose because I mentioned to a friend of mine that Mrs. Toad and I were planning on painting a massive Soviet Constructivist mural on the back wall of our living room. He said that it sounded like an incredibly cool idea, which of course it does, if a little nuts. Anyhow I said that I knew it was a little politically sensitive, but the actual graphic art from that period was just stunning, so sod it. The only other propaganda stuff I like as much is the Nazi stuff which, idelogy aside, is also amazingly gorgeous graphic art.

His response was interesting. ‘Oh, but you couldn’t ever do that, that would just be way too controversial’, and of course he’s right, it would be too controversial. Brian Ferry expressed a liking for their architecture and was absolutely slaughtered for it. There may well be much more personal context to that, but frankly that’s beside the point. A Nazi mural on the living room wall of your house would cause people to draw breath very sharply indeed.

But why would the Constructivist one not? Constructivism as an artistic movement flourished during Stalin’s reign and was directly influenced by his ideology. Stalin was actually responsible for a similar number of deaths – roughly 20 million* which compares pretty neatly with Hitler’s 20 million. These figures represent just murders, not war deaths. Hitler did pretty much single-handedly cause the Second World War of course, which counts for an awful lot. Nevertheless, even though Stalin is increasingly recognised for his excellence in the field of genocide, the fact that his rate of simple cold-blooded murder compares with that of Hitler makes it a little odd that the mention of his regime and his ideology does not elicit anything like the same horror in the West.

Now obviously Stalin didn’t really threaten direct geographical conquest of our homes, but then Hitler was never going to conquer America either, and yet this mentality still prevails there. It could be argued that Stalin predominantly killed his own people and was thus less of an threat to people outside his borders, but that is nonsense. Russia was very much an empire at the time, so try telling the Ukrainians, the Uzbeks, the Georgians, the Chechens and everyone else he slaughtered that it was only Russians who he threatened.

The other thing is that in percentage terms, apart from in Poland, Hitler wasn’t that efficient either. He killed almost 18% of the Polish population**, but elsewhere he was far less successful. Why is that worse than the likes of Pol Pot who exterminated a similarly massive proportion*** of his population, albeit lesser absolute totals? Hutus versus Tutsis anyone? And the daddy of them all, the relatively unknown Mao Zedong, who managed to eradicate, by conservative estimates, over 40 million people. Forty million. In fact estimates get as high as 43 million for the Great Leap Forward alone.

Now, as I said, I am not under any circumstances trying to downplay the horror of Hitler and the Nazi regime. What amazes me as much as anything is actually that he wasn’t as exceptional as you’d think. And it’s odd that he seems to be the poster child for deranged genocidal lunatics when there were actually worse. I suppose in that sense he has become a symbol in Western culture as much as a historical figure.

As much as anything it interested me that my friend visibly flinched at the idea of a Nazi mural, but thought a Soviet one sounded cool. Fascinating, I thought. Although now that I think about it, perhaps a Soviet mural from the Space Race era might be a less creepy thing to have on our wall. Ugh!

DeVotchKa – The Enemy Guns
Calexico – Dance of Death
Adam & the Ants – Deutscher Girls

Notes on sources:
* All sources are from this site unless otherwise stated. This gentleman is not an historian, he merely works in a library, but he provides massive numbers of direct citations so appears to me to be a reliable source. You are free to dispute this and anything he says of course, and I know the dangers of straying too far from source material, but I am not an historian either.
** From a BBC wiki-ish project, described here.
*** The New York Times.

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Toadcast #11 – Not Sure What This One’s About

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There’s no real theme to this week’s podcast, but there’s plenty of splendid new music. Basically I felt so guilty about the crazy rant that the Pink Podcast descended into that I have tried to say as little as possible in this one.

I’m off to the End of the Road Festival this weekend, which is why I recorded an advance post, so you’ll be enjoying this while I’m away getting rained on. The lineup is just phenomenal actually, so it should be really quite a splendid weekend. Tim from the Daily Growl will be there, as will Jamie from the Runout Groove and I believe possibly Sweeping the Nation as well, so it may turn into quite a blog-in. Tragically, however, I will be without my Midget Companion. Mrs. Toad is away in Australia (jammy bitch) with work and doesn’t get back in time to come along, so I will be taking a book and enjoying the pleasure of my own company as best I can.

There was at least one inevitable balls-up though – when describing the Catherine Howe song I said ‘I can’t believe this is current – it sounds so old-fashioned!’ and I have since discovered that in fact it is a 2007 re-release of a 1971 record which may just explain that. In the process I also discovered that I am something of a fucking idiot.

So, End of the Road, and in the meantime, enjoy the podcast – Toad on his very best behaviour!

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01. A.A. Bondy – Vice Rag (00.52)
02. White Rabbits – The Plot (03.39)
03. The Courteeners – Cavorting (08.19)
04. Alaska in Winter – Close Your Eyes/We Are Blind (11.46)
05. Beirut – Fork & Knife (La Fete) (18.32)
06. Band of Horses – Is There a Ghost (21.57)
07. Nathan Lawr & the Minotaurs – We Go Down (26.52)
08. David Dondero – Rothko Chapel (30.34)
09. Jackson C. Frank – Blues Run the Game (38.15)
10. Calexico – All the Pretty Horses (41.45)
11. Catherine Howe – In the Hot Summer (48.53)
12. Little Name – How to Swim & Live (53.31)
13. Emma Pollock – Adrenaline (56.36)
14. George Pringle – Fellini For Prime Minister (63.52)
15. Octoberman – By the Wayside (67.27)
16. The 1900s – When I Say Go (74.54)
17. (The Real) Tuesday Weld – Kix (79.44)

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Toadcast #7 – The Chillout Tent

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Yes, we’re back and this time we’ve relaxed a little.  There’s a bit less cussing and ranting in this podcast than usual – in fact virtually no ranting at all, which is probably as much of a surprise to me as it is to you.

I’m looking at late evening music this week because Mrs. Toad and I were recently talking about the Chillout craze which kicked off about six or seven years ago. It descended into electronic muzak unfortunately, but there were some good things in there at the beginning, so I thought I’d have a look at it.  I’ve thrown in some stuff I find nice and eveningy and relaxing as well just to stop it becoming too tedious.

Toadcast #7 – The Chillout Tent

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01. Groove Armada – At The River (01.31)
02. The Avalanches – Frontier Psychiatrist (04.32)
03. Calexico – Human (10.31)
04. Cinerama – Diamonds Are Forever (15.14)
05. Jazzy Jeff – For Love of Da Game (19.02)
06. Fear of Pop – In Love (23.12)
07. The 18th Day of May – Cold Early Morning (31.11)
08. Lucinda Williams – Ventura (35.40)
09. Lemonjelly – In the Bath (41.51)
10. Sandy Bull – Carmina Burana Fantasy (48.28)
11. The Hold Steady – The Chillout Tent (54.04)
12. RJD2 – Ghostwriter (57.36)
13. Edith Piaf – La Vie en Rose (63.22)
14. Marilyn Monroe – Through With Love (67.02)
15. The Divine Comedy – Theme From Casanova (69.50)

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In Lahndan for the Weekend

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My short companion and myself are in London for the weekend, so there will be a paucity of posting until perhaps Sunday evening or some time on Monday.

I understand how devastating this will be for you all, but such is life. I can’t spend all my time keeping you muppets entertained you know. Bugger off and do something a little more wholesome like surf internet porn or get drunk and shag someone you shouldn’t.  Face it, I’m nothing like as diligent as a certain Villain we all know and love.

I’ll be going to see Andrew Bird at the Scala while I’m down, so there’ll be a review of that one to look forward to in the near future. Having read how much the lovely Marcy enjoyed it, I am positively twitchy with anticipation for this one.

I miss my old London pals actually. I lived there for about three years and loved the place. People in Edinburgh have this sort of insecure reflex whereby they have to instantly assert London’s inferiority, long and loud, as soon as you mention not having hated the place. I think this comes from the fact that quite a few folk from here move down to London at some point (both places have huge financial industries, for example), miss the more laid back pace of life and move back up quite quickly. Generally, they seem nervous that this is seen as some kind of cop out and that people will think less of them for it, particularly someone who loves London, like myself. It’s weird though. Try saying you love London around Edinburgh people, they really don’t like it.

I don’t personally care, myself. I like both cities, they are in no way comparable and I am quite happy to like both for different reasons. So, a few days meeting up with old pals, and I’ll be back with you all early next week. And by way of apology, lots and lots of songs with this one.

Calexico – Guns of Brixton
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds – Grief Came Riding[
The Men They Couldn’t Hang – Blackfriars Bridge
The Pogues – The Dark Streets of London
Cinerama – London
Saint Etienne – London Belongs to Me
Frank Turner – The Ladies of London Town

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Hello, my French Polynesian Friend

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Marcy from the rather wonderful Lost in Your Inbox has inspired me to write a post I’ve been intending to scribble out for a wee while now; one about an exotic visitor I used to have, and hope I still do. Back when this site was on Blogger I used to have an almost daily visit from someone in French Polynesia. Now that Song, by Toad has moved to WordPress I don’t get anything like the quality of stats I used to, so I have no idea if my Polynesian friend is still a regular visitor here. If you are: hello there, delighted to have you with us, and do say hi in the comments section.

Anyhow, as Mrs. Toad observed, this is a small example of one of my favourite things about the information age. Only very recently, it would have been unimaginable for someone living on an island that is part of a remote Pacific archipelago to maintain any sort of an active, everyday interest in obscure indie music, but now it is not just possible, but really rather easy. I sort of like that. Why someone living in a tropical island paradise would want to waste part of his day reading my dithering cynicism is rather beyond me, but it’s a nice thought.

So in honour of my visitor from French Polynesia I am going to post some French songs. Or some with bits of French in them. The poor bastard may be utterly sick of the sound of the French language by now, so this might be irritating as hell, but it seemed sort of appropriate.

Blur w. Francoise Hardy – To the End One of the best b-sides of all time by anyone, ever.
The Wedding Present – Pourquoi Est-tu Devenue Si Raisonnable? Splendidly shit French accent from Mr. Gedge.
Francoiz Breut – Si Tu Disais Excellent, sultry French girl indie.
Calexico – Si Tu Disais An English version of the same song. Brilliant.
Calexico – The Ballad of Cable Hogue
Marianne Dissard – Merci de Rien du Tout Marianne’s lovely voice sang the French part in The Ballad of Cable Hogue. Her solo stuff is truly lovely stuff.

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