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My iPod #353: Arctic Monkeys – Fake Tales of San Francisco

Let me just specify that the “Fake Tales of San Francisco” that I regularly listen to that is the version on Arctic Monkeys’ first EP “Five Minutes with Arctic Monkeys”, an EP that is apparently very rare and released before the band had a record deal. The version of the song on that is basically the same as the one on the band’s debut album, except for a change of words in one particular line, but I generally prefer this version. It was the first song I heard by Arctic Monkeys when its video played on MTV2, it was good new music (in 2005) which was nice to see, but I don’t think I expect them to achieve the great success that was coming their way very soon. A few months later, I think.

The song is Alex Turner observing all these things going on around him, possibly at a gig he is attending, but the emphasis of the track is on the band who chat shit and tell stories that are very hard to believe. Alex is not having any of it, and coins phrases that are probably used on a daily basis by many other people who find themselves in the same situation. How many of you have always wanted to call someone out on their bullshit by saying something along the lines of “You’re not from New York City, you’re from Rotherham”. Some very clever lyrics on this track that’s for sure.

Seems to me that Turner would like to be from New York City with that accent he’s got on nowadays. “AM”‘s alright, but I’ll stick with the band’s early material.

My iPod #352: Radiohead – Fake Plastic Trees


Sorry for the late post. I don’t feel well today. I wasn’t sure whether this would come out. The probability that this won’t be a very good read is high. But I will still do it instead of saving it for tomorrow, just because I feel that it is my duty.

So this is “Fake Plastic Trees”, a song and single from “The Bends” – Radiohead’s second album. A nice thing about this one is that it isn’t like any other single I’ve heard before. It’s slow-paced, contains weird futuristic keyboard sounds and is, for the most part, very subdued. That is until about halfway through when a note sung by Thom Yorke transforms into a snarl, the rest of the band come in, a guitar solo buried in the mix arrives a little late which results in a section which reminds me of the elevator breaking through the ceiling at the end of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. That section ends almost as soon as it starts, and goes quiet again. Thom sings the last few lines, the keyboards fade out…. a glorious song is over.