I declined a weekend at a racecourse somewhere in Kildare in favour of a (long overdue) sorting out the auld flat weekend. It’s been wonderful. A rain and rape-allegation free weekend. I’ve been in the comfort of my own home with my quite rubbish but functioning internet connection voyueristically having a gander at State every now and then to see what I’m missing. And Niall has been updating me with text messages. Best one yet: “Went to Justice. Too many drug addled. A limited choice of prodigy, national, manics and the verve. May go home soon.”
So I took the opportunity today to have numerous cups of tea and read the Observer Music Monthly and waddle around my flat in my pjs, before tackling the auld reorganisation of my flat. For a soundtrack to my somewhat reluctant domesticity, I chose So Cow’s latest album I’m Siding With My Captors. I received this album from one of my favourite Irish artists a few months back, and bafflingly, it’s taken me til now to get around to giving it a proper listen. I’m a fool.
You may remember So Cow’s visit to the indie hour last year to talk about These Truly Are End Times. I’m Siding With My Captors revisits the lo-fi distortion heavy ditties of the previous work of Brian Kelly. Once again offering endearing lyrics tackling issues such as full taxi ranks and falling in love on the bus, it’s sung in the style of a late 50s American garage rock artist trapped in the body of a thoughtful Galway man with access to some modern but basic electronic software. It’s like part two of …End Times except it’s got a few more twiddly bipply bits and it’s got loads of cool dual guitar solo scale-happy riffs which I like a lot. The backward love song theme from …End Times is repeated with Shackleton:
One day I’ll write the song you deserve, babe
I’ll give it all I’ve got
One day I’ll write the song you require
Until then La La La.
So Cow is playing at the Hefty Horse night in Anseo on Camden Street this evening, along with Beatpoet and Story of Hair. Story of Hair were with us on the indie hour last Thursday, to talk about their up-coming debut album. Anyway, it’s 5 euro in, doors are at 8pm and if you’re not in a burnt out tent somewhere in a muddy field, you should head down.
Oooh! The album just finished. I’m going to play it again and get back to my dusting.