So, I finally got around to uploading pictures from my camera of the new apartment, so here they are for your enjoyment. Keep in mind that these pictures are from when we were first moving in, so the apartment in the pictures isn't exactly finished, but it's not a wreck, either.
See baffroom, part 1
Zee baffroom, part 2
The living room; a snapshot
Pretty crosses on bedroom walls
Boring shelves and obnoxious green blankets
Obnoxious green blankets, the sequal
Of course there aren't any of the kitchen as of yet, and Kristian's room, of course. Nor outside... heck, this is pretty incomplete, but hey, you get what you pay for. More to follow.
So, there's new music in our midst, and it seems I should address that.
Two new albums I've gotten my paws on lately include Bauhaus' rumored big reunion album, Go Away White and the latest in the Ours trilogy, Mercy (Dancing for the Death of the Imaginary Enemy).
I'd like to talk a lot about the Bauhaus album, but in truth, I didn't listen to it as much as I probably should have. Any excitement I still have left for that band (which is some) got quickly drowned out by a new album by Ours. Mercy... was on my Soulseek wishlist for months and months now, and I finally got hold of a full version of it just last week. Being one of my favorite bands, I quickly forgot momentarily that Bauhaus even existed and gave my full attention to mr. Jimmy Gnecco.
Mercy... is something of a sigh of relief for me. As anyone who talks to me about music long enough will soon learn, Distorted Lullabies, his first album, ranks high among my top 10 favorite albums of all time. The album represents every single emotion the human psyche can feel jam-packed in just over an hour. That album, in the right setting, is an emotional roller coaster that I've yet to see matched by any other band in my life (though The Chameleons come close on more than one occasion.)
To say that Precious, their penultimate release, was disappointing is like saying the Iraq War was kind of dumb. Which is to say, a criminal understatement. If I'm feeling generous, I can count three songs on the entire release that moved me in a way even close to the extent that the most anticlimactic song on Distorted Lullabies did (though admittedly, the ones that did were pretty stellar.)
I'd almost lost hope on Ours after that, but fret not, Jimmy's back in rare form with Mercy... and the more I listen to it, the more I can see the old Jimmy peeping through; revamped, inspired, and rejuvenated; not the same, but grown up more than grown out. The undertones on this album are less in the realms of esoterica and more literal; less prose, more action. I like that about it. He's not just talking about feelings anymore, using metaphors and analogies like a poet, but using circumstances and situations, like a playwright. it's different, but it's still Ours, in every sense. A wonderful release, and I'll have to go out and get it as soon as possible. I've taken the liberty of uploading a few songs for you all - my initial favorites - tough I urge everyone to seek the album out for yourselves.
MercyRan Away to Tell the WorldLive Again