“I imagine we are all, like cassettes, thoughts wrapped up in awkward packaging. : ),” says Erika Iris Simmons of her art project Ghost In The Machine–in which portraits of musicians are crafted from the innards of cassettes–and you know, she might have a point. Simmons has crafted images of musicians like Ian Astbury and Tom Waits out of this pretty ingenious source material, but my favorite one has to be Robert Smith, because his hair looks absolutely perfect. [Flickr; HT Dan R.] More »
Poor Thom Yorke. He just wants to make his music and post cryptic blog updates, and everyone has to be getting in his face, whether it’s about his band’s digital-distribution experiments or their Grammy antics. Why can’t people just leave him alone? Ha ha, because it gets them press, of course.
You’d think Robert Smith would be in a pretty good mood this week, what with a new EP by the Cure, Hypnagogic States, being out and featuring remixes of the band’s new songs by young turks like Patrick Stump and an unidentified member of 30 Seconds To Mars. But he’s less than pleased–not because of the music, but because of the price point that was bestowed on his album by whoever placed it to the iTunes Store’s shelves. Which is why he penned a blog post today that began “PLEASE DONT BUY HYPNAGOGIC STATES EP FROM ITUNES FOR £7.99.” Smith’s all-caps missive to the iTunes powers that be–which features, as he puts it, “colourful language”- after the jump.
The Cure is back and in radio-ready swoon mode, with Robert Smith hitting high notes and the guitars jangling behind his giddiness over the physical rapture you provide him. Porl Thompson (looking not unlike Boy George with his eyeliner and skull tattoo) is back in the recording line-up for the first time since 1992’s Wish, and I’m glad to see (or at least hear it–ugh, that skull tattoo). Hey, maybe that’s why this sounds so much like “High!”
If you were hoping to hear the new Cure album sometime before spring 2008, you’re S.O.L.: it’s been delayed yet again. Fat Bob is still deciding on producers, format, and just about everything else from the sound of it. Maybe don’t write so many songs next time, pal. More »
Welcome to another edition of Track Marks, in which your Idolators perform an autopsy on the latest band burning up the MP3-blogger charts. More »