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Topping it all off…

Eng­land has been an amaz­ing host.  Lon­don was every­thing I love…but spend­ing the past week in the North York­shire Dales just exist­ing is more than I could have ever asked for.

The Eng­lish weather is def­i­nitely not one to covet this time of year EVER, but today could not have been any more beau­ti­ful.  The tem­per­a­ture hit a cool 60-something and the locals donned shorts and san­dals.  I decided to live with­out a jacket…for the most part.

To top it all off, this song came on the radio and com­pleted my day.  The song is called ‘Zorb­ing by Oxford band, Stornoway.  Their LP doesn’t go live on iTunes until June 8, so pre­view this then pre-order.  Sounds like a great sum­mer album.

Tomor­row, the des­ti­na­tion is York — one of the most his­tor­i­cal cities in all of Eng­land, save Lon­don.  I won­der how much trou­ble I can get into there…

London | A Stroll

"St. Pauls Cathedral"

Strolling through Lon­don is a bit like strolling through New York City…with an accent.  The energy of this city is elec­tric.  Though it could never replace my love for the Big Apple, Lon­don is def­i­nitely a city to visit and to visit with some fre­quency.  The first 3 nights in Lon­don are some nights to be remem­bered.  Be sure to check back for more pic­tures, videos, and more sto­ries to tell.

Took this video on the first day in Lon­don — just kinda wanted to play around with the Flip cam and iMovie.  Turned out to be a lot of fun.

Song is “Para­chute” by Brit artist named Cheryl Cole orig­i­nally from a girl group called Girls Aloud.

Robyn | Dancing On My Own

Robyn is one of those artists that grows on you.  Admit it, Show Me Love was blast­ing in your ’93 Chevy Cor­sica, all four win­dows down…

But let’s for­get the days gone by and flip to the now.  Robyn has pulled a Madonna and rein­vented her sound.  A suc­cess­ful busi­ness model, tried & true.  Check out this new track from her forth­com­ing album, Body Talk.

Gavin Castleton | Listen

Ran­dom Google searches can yield some pretty great finds.  And today was one of those lucky days.  I was actu­ally googling around for some web design ideas for a site I’m work­ing on and *BAM* I was smacked in the head with a gem by the name of Gavin Castleton.

Why have I not heard him before?  Who knows?!? But I’m sure glad I found him.  I played around on his site for a hot minute until I found the page where I could lis­ten to his lat­est album, HOME, which was released in April of 2009.

This is where I fell…

Gavin Castleton

HOME car­ries you on a focused jour­ney of love (and the foot­print it leaves when it steps on your face) through the eyes of a man, a woman, two lady­bugs, and an army of corpses. Not only is the con­cept left-of-center, the album itself is unique in its func­tion. Freshly arisen from the dev­as­ta­tion of a six-year rela­tion­ship, Gavin set out to design an album that would both doc­u­ment his heal­ing process and deliver com­fort to lis­ten­ers to the heartbroken.

In what close friends described as “a mon­u­men­tal error in judg­ment,” Gavin enlisted the help of his depart­ing lover to help write the story. The process became so heart-wrenching that he aban­doned the house they had shared, and for five months (until his final mas­ter­ing date) he and his faith­ful dog slept on couches, floors, and car seats, record­ing musi­cians all over New England.

The result is HOME, a 14-song nar­ra­tive that fol­lows his rela­tion­ship from the coffee-shop flir­ta­tion begin­ning to the mauled-by-zombies-while-his girlfriend-leaves-in-a-helicopter-with-some-army-dude end.

“For the last few years I’ve been approach­ing my songs as parts of a big­ger com­po­si­tion. While the rest of the world is tak­ing things in smaller and smaller doses, I find myself mak­ing big­ger and big­ger pieces. I don’t know if I’m respond­ing to the shrink­ing aver­age atten­tion span, or run­ning from it,” says Castleton.

Song by song the line between doc­u­men­tary and fan­tasy becomes blurred, as you find your­self careen­ing through a dynamic plot that unfolds like a clas­sic hor­ror movie. The album is sequenced in two halves: the first depicts Castle­ton and his young lover falling deeply in love, and the sec­ond, in which said lovers are stalked inces­santly by a grow­ing pop­u­la­tion of flesh-eating zom­bies, is the story of falling out of love.

What does love sound like? Tracks like “Cof­fee­locks” and “Warpaint” sug­gest Philip Glass, Brian Wil­son, Postal Ser­vice, and Pink Floyd. When flir­ta­tion gives way to pas­sion, songs like “Sugar on the Sheets” and “Stampete” summon the sounds of D’Angelo, Prince, and Por­tishead as Castle­ton is joined by the ver­sa­tile voice of Lau­ren Coleman.

But when “The Onslaught” begins, rela­tion­ship decay is pos­i­tively pal­pa­ble with Castle­ton flip­ping the sound­track into some­thing from the Goblin/King Crim­son school of prog. Holed up in an aban­doned gro­cery store sur­rounded by zom­bies, the rela­tion­ship begins to devour itself. The apoc­a­lyp­tic shades of Mas­sive Attack, Brian Eno, and God­speed You Black Emperor tint tracks like “The Wall Starts to Give” and “Unpar­al­lel Rab­bits.” Locked in a stor­age closet with his lover safe in the arms of an “army dude,” Castle­ton deliv­ers an Oscar-worthy per­for­mance in his sui­cide march, “Oregon.”

To fully appre­ci­ate why he is then mirac­u­lously res­ur­rected by a pair of singing lady­bugs, you would want to take a look at his blog, where Castle­ton has been weav­ing addi­tional nar­ra­tives around and through the album (and his other recent works) since he began the pro­duc­tion two years ago. The tiny spirit guides beg him to try a hap­pier end­ing for the album, and he does, in the lush and lin­ear next-to-last track, “The Human Torch.”

But things are never so pic­ture per­fect is the warn­ing in the final song “Cred­its,” in which Gavin’s patented self-awareness is tran­scended even fur­ther, break­ing the fourth wall a la Char­lie Kauf­man and refer­ring to the album itself, “Is this me hold­ing on or let­ting go?”

Despite the uncon­ven­tion­ally wide scope of Home, Castle­ton insists it is a very accu­rate depic­tion of a rough breakup: “When you fall in love, is it not a lit­tle bit like a musi­cal? When your heart breaks, is it not a lit­tle bit like a hor­ror movie?”

Here’s a lit­tle ditty to see more of Gavin’s pure genius.

“Home is a bizarrely intrigu­ing prog-pop album that only works because of Castleton’s spec­tac­u­lar voice. If you want to be chal­lenged while still enjoy­ing pop songs, this disc’s the way to go.“
- Alter­na­tive Press

“Castle­ton has a tremen­dous gift for fash­ion­ing grand cin­e­matic songs that swell with ambi­tious prose”
- Port­land Mercury

Fol­low Gavin Castle­ton on Twit­ter @gavincastleton

Read his blog at gavincastleton.blogspot.com

Buy his music on iTunes

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