Music is important to me. I don't play an instrument, but I like to listen.
At varsity in Dunedin the gigs kept me warm.
Over the years I built up my record collection, boxes and boxes of LP's, EP's and 7 inch singles, only to lose everything in a burglary.
Travel and family commitments intervened. Time passed. CD's replaced records, and records gave way to MP3's.
I miss records.
A disk crash deleted the MP3 collection, and I started again from scratch.
Starting again was difficult. I found myself buying the same music. Boring. I read music magazines to find out what I might like, but I didn't learn much. The radio wasn't much better. I visited record stores but just got lost, rows of bands I had never heard of.
I resolved to spend 12 months listening to as much music as I could; where possible avoiding bands that I knew, trying to find out what was out there, and what I liked.
By 2007 there was no shortage of music to listen to. Music blogs share the tastes of 1000's of music lovers. I joined Emusic.
To keep track I burn MixCd's, 21st Century mixtapes. The CD's catalogue my exploring. I give them to friends. Sometimes they email me back with comments and suggest other bands to listen to.
Nine years on (good grief) here is a website to share my love of music.
Weekends have featured on 9 mixes. Spread the love and contribute to their next album.
We are finishing up our third album and we are very excited to release it; but, to do so – we need YOUR help to fund it! Funding is needed to help with the production, completion, and promotion of our next record so that you can all enjoy the album the way we intended. There are so many great rewards to thank you guys for helping us on this journey. We hope you decide to help, every dollar counts.
Now that everyone has a video camera in their ‘phone there is less need to carry your own.
Here, for instance, is a clip with Daniel Johnston playing taken at the Belmont in Austin just before Born to Spill took the stage at SXSW 2012. I was towards the front at the right. I didn’t record any video but another fan has captured the moment. There are other clips from different angles. Mr Johnston was treated reverentially by the crowd and this song is pretty cool. It was odd seeing him as an older guy. I think of him as the young, awkward boy who first recorded these songs using a crappy mono recorder and accompanying himself on the piano.
In 1990, Johnston played at a music festival in Austin, Texas. On the way back to West Virginia on a small, private two-seater plane piloted by his father Bill, Johnston had a manic episode believing he was Casper the Friendly Ghost and removed the key from the plane’s ignition and threw it out of the plane. His father, a former Air Force pilot, managed to successfully crash-land the plane, even though “there was nothing down there but trees”. Although the plane was destroyed, Johnston and his father emerged with only minor injuries. As a result of this episode, Johnston was involuntarily committed to a mental hospital.