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swordznsorcery) wrote2015-12-28 08:42 pm
swordznsorcery) wrote2015-12-28 08:42 pm
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2011
The rioting year. Still not sure what happened there, but Britain seemed to go collectively mad this summer. I remember it primarily as the year when Clarence Clemons died, so I spent the summer mainlining E Street bootlegs - which make a pretty good soundtrack, it turns out, for a summer filled with rioting. Not that I was near any rioting, I hasten to add. At that point I was still living up a hill in the middle of nowhere, and aside from some slightly pissed off squirrels, when the dog chased them, things remained largely calm. London went nuts though. It was very strange. I can understand dissatisfaction, especially with the way that the economy is these days, but in Britain people tend to show their dissatisfaction by quiet muttering. Or, if they're really annoyed, by not voting in elections, just in case that might prove something. Rioting is quite new.
Tellywise, this was the year when Torchwood came back, all Americaned up. I didn't mind that - change is good - but I did mind the five episodes worth of story being spun out over ten weeks, with a nonsensical ending tacked on. Ah well. It's all in the past now. It was also the year of The Cape, a terrific fun superhero show that I only discovered long after it was already axed. Poor little show. Another to add to the list of programmes that deserved much better. Likewise Zen, a police drama starring Rufus Sewell that the BBC debuted this year, only to axe after three episodes. Viewing figures were great, critical feedback was excellent, but there was a change at the top in the drama department. There's always something, isn't there!
Musically, this was the year of Adele, who seemed to sell about fifty billion records for no conceivable reason. Not that she's bad, but I really don't see what all the fuss is about.
Elsewhere, it was the year when Nicholas Courtney died. Dear old Brig - he was supposed to go on forever! It was also the year when Jimmy Savile died. Boy did that ever open up a can of worms. To begin with, everybody wondered why his will stipulated that his coffin should be buried in a huge chunk of concrete. Then we found out. Sorry, Brig. You really didn't deserve to be in the same sentence as him.
So then, this was the year when we lost the Clarence "Big Man" Clemons, saxophonist and dab hand with a cow bell. Here he is with the rest of the band back in 1978, playing Paradise By The 'C':
2011 was also the year when Amy Winehouse died. It was sad, and a terrible waste. She really did have a superb voice. It was probably inevitable though, which I suppose makes it that bit sadder. This is You Know I'm No Good:
Following the split from Oasis, Noel Gallagher took some time to get going again. He put together a new band, the High Flying Birds, and they came out with an eponymous album that was well worth the wait. This is (Stranded On) The Wrong Beach:
I was no longer really into new music by this point, but I did manage to stumble across The View, who brought out their album Bread And Circuses in 2011. It was great. From that album, this is Best Lasts Forever:
The Human League came back with a new album called Credo this year. This track is Into The Night:
And to end, just try to listen to this without a silly grin. Turn up the volume for Frank Turner and I Still Believe:
Tellywise, this was the year when Torchwood came back, all Americaned up. I didn't mind that - change is good - but I did mind the five episodes worth of story being spun out over ten weeks, with a nonsensical ending tacked on. Ah well. It's all in the past now. It was also the year of The Cape, a terrific fun superhero show that I only discovered long after it was already axed. Poor little show. Another to add to the list of programmes that deserved much better. Likewise Zen, a police drama starring Rufus Sewell that the BBC debuted this year, only to axe after three episodes. Viewing figures were great, critical feedback was excellent, but there was a change at the top in the drama department. There's always something, isn't there!
Musically, this was the year of Adele, who seemed to sell about fifty billion records for no conceivable reason. Not that she's bad, but I really don't see what all the fuss is about.
Elsewhere, it was the year when Nicholas Courtney died. Dear old Brig - he was supposed to go on forever! It was also the year when Jimmy Savile died. Boy did that ever open up a can of worms. To begin with, everybody wondered why his will stipulated that his coffin should be buried in a huge chunk of concrete. Then we found out. Sorry, Brig. You really didn't deserve to be in the same sentence as him.
So then, this was the year when we lost the Clarence "Big Man" Clemons, saxophonist and dab hand with a cow bell. Here he is with the rest of the band back in 1978, playing Paradise By The 'C':
2011 was also the year when Amy Winehouse died. It was sad, and a terrible waste. She really did have a superb voice. It was probably inevitable though, which I suppose makes it that bit sadder. This is You Know I'm No Good:
Following the split from Oasis, Noel Gallagher took some time to get going again. He put together a new band, the High Flying Birds, and they came out with an eponymous album that was well worth the wait. This is (Stranded On) The Wrong Beach:
I was no longer really into new music by this point, but I did manage to stumble across The View, who brought out their album Bread And Circuses in 2011. It was great. From that album, this is Best Lasts Forever:
The Human League came back with a new album called Credo this year. This track is Into The Night:
And to end, just try to listen to this without a silly grin. Turn up the volume for Frank Turner and I Still Believe: