cold, bright, and beautiful.
23 December 2006 | maura dot com | 1 Comment
Really, the whole Pram catalog is worth checking out, but the song that’s been sticking with me lately has been Blue Singer; Rosie Cuckston’s spitting out of the words “she opened her mouth” is full of the same sort of wonder that, no doubt, the woman she was singing about experienced when she actually heard herself fully, totally mean the words she was singing. Also the guitars on this song have an amazing falling-rocks quality, full of apocalyptic beauty that’s filled with the sort of pent-up energy one harnesses when they’re about to speak words that for whatever reason “shouldn’t” be said, whether it’s from rocking-the-boat wariness or lack of experience with speaking one’s peace, instead of mouthing the lines that the scripts ruling that day’s chatter have laid out.
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pram fracking rocks.