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Ayria: St. Edith

I was wrong about the first Ayria album, but dammit, I’ve still not written my review. Now, along comes the second album, and guess what? I’m wrong again.

With the second album Flicker, the Ayria sound draws back from the gothic dance of Debris, into the bleakest wilderness. If I can mix my literature, this is Ayria in Wonderland / Poltergeist Lost. Everything is dark. A place where it always rains. The streets are never cleaned and mostly they’re devoid of life. The sun never shines. Relationships are always troubled. Personal traumas dominate one’s existence. Flicker is an album that draws you into this world.

There are however signs of hope. St. Edith comes complete with strings played at the bottom of a lift shaft, and when Jennifer Parkin sings “I’m here to calm you down / it’s over..”, it feels like the softest kiss, forsaking all that has come before.

“If you’re trying to find me, you’ve found me”.

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The Showbusiness of Politics

Peter Mandelson was forced to resign for a second time in January 2001 after he had made misleading statements over a passport application. Where is he now? He’s the European Commissioner for Trade. Nice huh?

Today, David Blunkett resigned from the government cabinet for a second time. No doubt after some little while he will end up with a couple of cosy jobs.

In business if you don’t follow procedures or rules, you are disciplined. In the companies I worked in, there were clear disciplinary procedures which resulted in verbal and written warnings, followed by dismissal. It appears that nothing like this occurs in politics. Indeed, what company would re-hire someone a few months after sacking them?

But then, this is what is to be expected of politics. Everyone’s in it for their own gain. They exist in their own little world, full of nudges, winks and niches, and despite rules and committees, these don’t really apply. It’s all a bit of a laugh. An extended lads and lasses night out. Trouble is, they make our laws, our rules, and expect us to follow them. It’s a disgrace.

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Bush Mania

Frankly, I’m fed up with all the hoo-hah surrounding the return of Kate Bush after 12 years’ absence. I’ll tell you why:

Kate has only ever released one really good album. Her first, The Kick Inside, is magnificent. Apart from the occasionally sparky single, the remaining albums are full of weirdy-wordly country garden folk-rock songs, with musicianship straight out of poodle stadium rock. Listen to the guitars or drums on the majority of tracks and you’ll probably agree. I have This Woman’s Work, so I think I’m entitled to such an opinion.

The lead single from Aerial is King of the Mountain. Which is fine. Up until when the drums come in. Kate’s still on the other side of the road pushing a shopping trolley full of 80’s memorabilia.

The BBC had a one-off preview of Aerial, and despite the ‘poor return’ of the first disc, they write glowingly of disc 2 – ‘a lyric poem set to music’.

It’s no innovation: Jane Siberry did this with The Walking, 17 years ago.

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