First of all, I apologize for the title of this album, which came out just this year, 2006. It's fucking horrible and if I'd been in the room with whoever named the album, I'd smack their head.
Because you see I got so fucking sick of people mentioning this album that I just couldn't take it anymore, I decided to give it a go. And it turned out to be THE best thing I've heard to come out since the last Kate Bush album. I'm serious.
He shits all over Belle & Sebastian. Why? Because he uses STRING SOUNDS ALL OVER THE PLACE, all he does is STRING sounds, the one thing Americans usually just can't get their head around to save their lives and he also does PIANO, gorgeous piano by itself, very spare, just strings and piano and big orchestral drums every now and then. Why didn't someone think to do this before? WHY??? It's
too good to be true. I'm assuming he's American I don't really even know for sure. There's no accent I can detect. I'll look it up later. I don't care right now.
So this album is my new obsession and I don't have much more to say about it, but I did want to mention it here.
Final Fantasy - "He Poos Clouds"
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FINAL FANTASY, "He Poos Clouds"
written by Joshua Klein
With nothing but a brief break to record a second album accounting for the slightest wane in Arcade Fire mania, the time seems right for all the inevitable side-projects to take center stage. One, Bell Orchestre, wasn't quite ready for its close-up. Final Fantasy, led by self-taught Arcade Fire violinist and arranger Owen Pallett, is another matter.
Chamber pop with a contemporary classical edge, Final Fantasy's second album "He Poos Clouds" occasionally recalls both the whimsy of the Penguin Cafe Orchestra and the spooky experimentation of Arthur Russell (in cello mode), but the disc has a distinctive power all its own, drawing you almost intimately close into Pallett's weird little world. Once in there you can (if you choose) move past the pretty (and sometimes menacing) music and explore Pallett's words, which contrary to what one might assume from an album with the terrible title "He Poos Clouds," betray a detail-oriented and poetic lyricist whose incisive portraits stand in stark contrast to the usual indie-rock place holders.
"This Lamb Sells Condos" is allegedly an indictment of a Toronto real estate maven. "No hope for the village," sings Pallett. "There's a merchant in our midst." In "He Poos Clouds," he's dismayed that "all the boys I've ever loved have been digital." "If I Were a Carp" betrays the maritime influence of folk nymph Joanna Newsom: "Heave ho, farewell to the quay! Merry sailors, sailors we! The horizon is our proscenium!" Back away from the buried lyrics, though, and Pallett's big-picture vision becomes something stranger and more mysterious, simply an undiscovered country of sound awaiting your arrival. -- Joshua Klein
written by Joshua Klein
With nothing but a brief break to record a second album accounting for the slightest wane in Arcade Fire mania, the time seems right for all the inevitable side-projects to take center stage. One, Bell Orchestre, wasn't quite ready for its close-up. Final Fantasy, led by self-taught Arcade Fire violinist and arranger Owen Pallett, is another matter.
Chamber pop with a contemporary classical edge, Final Fantasy's second album "He Poos Clouds" occasionally recalls both the whimsy of the Penguin Cafe Orchestra and the spooky experimentation of Arthur Russell (in cello mode), but the disc has a distinctive power all its own, drawing you almost intimately close into Pallett's weird little world. Once in there you can (if you choose) move past the pretty (and sometimes menacing) music and explore Pallett's words, which contrary to what one might assume from an album with the terrible title "He Poos Clouds," betray a detail-oriented and poetic lyricist whose incisive portraits stand in stark contrast to the usual indie-rock place holders.
"This Lamb Sells Condos" is allegedly an indictment of a Toronto real estate maven. "No hope for the village," sings Pallett. "There's a merchant in our midst." In "He Poos Clouds," he's dismayed that "all the boys I've ever loved have been digital." "If I Were a Carp" betrays the maritime influence of folk nymph Joanna Newsom: "Heave ho, farewell to the quay! Merry sailors, sailors we! The horizon is our proscenium!" Back away from the buried lyrics, though, and Pallett's big-picture vision becomes something stranger and more mysterious, simply an undiscovered country of sound awaiting your arrival. -- Joshua Klein
He Poos Clouds is the second album by Canadian indie rock artist Final Fantasy, released in May of 2006.
The album was released on Blocks in Canada and Tomlab internationally.
The songs on the album are loosely connected to the schools of magic in tabletop roleplaying game Dungeons & Dragons, and the title track's lyrics ostensibly refer to Nintendo video game series The Legend of Zelda, as well as The Chronicles of Narnia. Pallett has also said that the album is a reflection on how atheists confront death.
Incase you were wondering, I still love this album. Yes I know it comes across gay. That's just too bad if you can't take it. In Britain there are guys straight as arrows who listen to stuff like this. Fuck yooz.
"This Lamb Sells Condos" is a particularly amazing song off this. I'm going to get Stuart into this album yet. He already likes Arcade Fire, so I've got a good head start.
"This Lamb Sells Condos" is a particularly amazing song off this. I'm going to get Stuart into this album yet. He already likes Arcade Fire, so I've got a good head start.
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Well goodness I hope it's not the fact that Donovan was in a film with Dylan called Don't Look Back cause I still haven't bleedin' gotten around to renting that video yet and I'd just about like to smack myself for failing to do so in recent months/weeks.
I'm already too drunk to be on any other board at this moment. Had a good time out with an English friend. Life is hilarious. Don't dare open the pumpkin ale, I've had my share of other kinds of beer tonight I think, but tomorrow the brewery that makes the pumpkin ale I so dearly love is having a pumpkin beer festival. Jesus. But I can't go cause my friend said it will be too crowded. So I'm settling for another bar the brewery owns which is actually quite close to Stuart's house. They're serving pumpkin ales all next week. Because god loves me. And when they stop making pumpkin ale, well...I'll jump off a cliff.
I'm already too drunk to be on any other board at this moment. Had a good time out with an English friend. Life is hilarious. Don't dare open the pumpkin ale, I've had my share of other kinds of beer tonight I think, but tomorrow the brewery that makes the pumpkin ale I so dearly love is having a pumpkin beer festival. Jesus. But I can't go cause my friend said it will be too crowded. So I'm settling for another bar the brewery owns which is actually quite close to Stuart's house. They're serving pumpkin ales all next week. Because god loves me. And when they stop making pumpkin ale, well...I'll jump off a cliff.