If loneliness was art (acoustic version) – Allo, Darlin’ If you are a huge nerd like me and buy the superfluous Allo Darlin’ singles you can abate superfluousness and guilt somewhat by enjoying the various b-sides. To the My Heart Is A Drummer 7″, the b-side comes in the form of this pleasant, acoustic version [...]
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If Loneliness Was Art
Posted in Allo Darlin' on May 21, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
If Loneliness Was Art
Posted in Allo Darlin' on May 12, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
If loneliness was art – Allo, Darlin’ …i could hang me from a wall. I get Allo, Darlin’ in my head a lot, and when it comes to getting them and all accompanying baggage out of my head and on to here – out of the personal and into the public, the visible – i [...]
Emily
Posted in Allo Darlin' on April 29, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Emily – Allo, Darlin’ Even though i’m sure the timelines don’t match up between the release of this song and the event, i like to think that this song is about Emily from Betty and the Werewolves taking over Elizabeth from Allo, Darlin”s job playing guitar in Tender Trap – Tender Trap being the boyfriend, [...]
The Polaroid Song
Posted in Allo Darlin' on January 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
The Polaroid song – Allo, Darlin’ They could call this the Instax song, or even the Impossible Project song, but rest assured whatever else it could be, it would still bear a brand namedrop, referential and relatable.
The Polaroid Song
Posted in Allo Darlin' on October 25, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
The Polaroid song – Allo, Darlin’ I’m completely aware of how grating and repulsive this music can be, and the faculties, expectations and prejudices one has to shut off to join the happy, carefree, well aligned, dancing masses, but when this song hits the “Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh” in its pre-chorus [...]
Dreaming
Posted in Allo Darlin' on September 22, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Dreaming – Allo, Darlin’ Song of the year for me, probably, if i don’t get over it by the year’s end. It really makes me feel good, wistful, normal, and connected to an undefined and often distant and restricted unassembled assembly of fun, carefree, in touch, mark-making, pretty young things. I don’t know why, but [...]