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Post by RocDoc on Jun 16, 2009 12:28:13 GMT -5
don't know the guy, other than having heard the name (probably here and prob from strawman), but damn, hitting that 5th decade is fucking dangerous!
there's too many of us having shit happen.
after reading his wikiped entry, i know this guy's got a major sense of humor...'A Major Records' cracks me up for god knows what reason.
i sure hope he's going to recover.
'duck shaped pain'?
wtf??
lol.
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Post by maarts on Jun 19, 2009 23:09:50 GMT -5
And when it rains, it pours....Willy Deville seems to suffer stage 4 pancreatic cancer. azkenarockfestival2.foroes.net/l ... t10383.htm "It’s very hard for me to write this letter / newsletter.
In the last fan magazine you could read that Willy was having a tough time right now.
He was diagnosed with Hepatitis C, as was Nina.
So Nina cancelled all 2009 concerts and assumed that Willy would be alright after 48 weeks of treatment. Then all of a sudden Willy got real sic, and the doctors tested him and tested him.
During the tests they hoped that it would be only Hepatitis C, but unfortunately the reality is different. The test has shown that Willy has Stage 4 pancreatic cancer.
The DeVilles want you, Willy’s fans, to be the first to hear about this devastating news. And Nina wants you to know that he has absolute no pain and that he’s being taken care of really really good. And that he jokes about them being in their “bird house”. A nurse comes once a week. The doctor comes once a week and a social worker comes once a week….
This is all the news I have right now, of course the fan club will keep you posted,
Nina originally kept if from the fans but then realized that the fans are the ones that makes him really happy"
Don't know what to say really. Underrated music maker for sure, loved his Mink DeVille-albums (Coup De Grace- classic!) and certainly an artist worthy of more success than he actually got. |
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Post by Ayinger on Jun 20, 2009 0:09:42 GMT -5
I really think this is the album that anybody should be allowed to own by this band... qUiK pLaYs:  Niiiiiccccceeee as the sun sets and summer storm rolls in  so-so,,,,,just stick to the High Road ep and you'll do fine in getting the better cuts, although Manzanera kills here on "Impossible Guitar". Still the covers of "Like A Hurricane" and "Jealous Guy" are the high points, while "My Only Love" is a shimmering artifact all of its own.  I stilll swear that Joe Henry can almost do no harm to my ears...this dude lays down portraits of music, full of depth and sense of realism. Sometimes on the mellow end but it cuts so SO deep. fuck,,,,,light y'er candles and grab your rusty razor blades...  I went digging for this one with a purpose tonight. Just had to hear it while doing up the supper fixings. A tapastry of music mood that I give great thanks to Wayved hooking me up with ---- brother, this almost got you a phone call! |
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Post by Kensterberg on Jun 20, 2009 12:14:13 GMT -5
Wow, that is awful. But I'm glad they told the fans the truth. At least this way he'll get to hear all the nice things that people say after you're gone.
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Post by Kensterberg on Jun 20, 2009 12:26:49 GMT -5
I was (hopefully) obviously referring to Willie Deville in my last post. Not that listening to Styx is really any less awful, but I just thought I should make that clear.
I had The High Road EP in high school, back when it was released. Liked it a lot then, but really have no interest in that stage of Roxy Music any more. I'm just a lot less sophisticated now, I guess.
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Post by maarts on Jun 20, 2009 19:06:51 GMT -5
Yeah, it's pop after pop all of a sudden. I'm reading now that Groundhogs' Tony McPhee suffered yet another stroke.  |
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Post by maarts on Sept 18, 2009 6:40:40 GMT -5
Those with an account at Dimeadozen can go here... www.dimeadozen.org/torrents-details.php?id=266920&viewcomm=3497314...and get lossless copies of Everything is You and Social Kind of Girl (aka Social Girl), from a rare 1967 EMIDISC acetate. It's a little crackly, but wonderful! A must for fans of early Bowie, and it downloads in a jiffy, because everyone has grabbed it and the number of seeders is still high. |
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Post by maarts on Dec 19, 2009 6:54:57 GMT -5
Fave 11 albums of 2009:
nosound- A Sense Of Loss
Porcupine Tree- The Incident
Jon Hassell- Last Night The Moon Came And Dropped Its Clothes In The Street
The Necks- Silverwater
Cluster- Qua
Fever Ray- Fever Ray (just got the special edition with DVD and bonus tracks- most excellent)
The Church- #23
Fuck Buttons- Tarot Sport
Noah & The Whale- First Days Of Spring
The Big Pink- A Brief History Of Love
Tinariwen- Imidiwan:Companions
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Post by Kensterberg on May 8, 2010 16:26:19 GMT -5
Hi guys - just popped in for a minute (literally!) to say that I am FINALLY beginning to get the Smiths, or maybe I should say that Morrissey no longer bugs the living shit out of me to the point where I have to shut it off after one minute fifty nine seconds. Not sure why, but there it is. :-)
Hope everyone is well, sorry I don't have more time, but I've got souls to save young people to teach, and miles to go before I sleep. Or as Dylan said, "I'm just trying to get to heaven before they close the door."
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Post by Ayinger on May 8, 2010 17:03:59 GMT -5
".........I am FINALLY beginning to get the Smiths, or maybe I should say that Morrissey no longer bugs the living shit out of me to the point where I have to shut it off after one minute fifty nine seconds........."
THAT sentence alone is worth the wait!
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Post by maarts on May 15, 2010 6:53:50 GMT -5
Hi guys - just popped in for a minute (literally!) to say that I am FINALLY beginning to get the Smiths, or maybe I should say that Morrissey no longer bugs the living shit out of me to the point where I have to shut it off after one minute fifty nine seconds. Not sure why, but there it is. :-) Hope everyone is well, sorry I don't have more time, but I've got souls to save young people to teach, and miles to go before I sleep. Or as Dylan said, "I'm just trying to get to heaven before they close the door." About fucking time. |
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Post by maarts on May 18, 2010 6:49:58 GMT -5
Ian Curtis
15 July 1956 – 18 May 1980
Singer with the influential band Joy Division of Manchester, England.
The iconic image of Ian Curtis, usually shot in stark monochrome, and often by Anton Corbijn, stares out past - or through - the viewer into something beyond the world around us. In photographs, as in death, he represents a window into a vast space outside of the cityscapes that form the backdrops to both his lyrics and those arresting images.
The music of his band Joy Division inhabits and makes use of the same vast spaces. Producer Martin Hannett placed emphasis on the spaces between individual drumbeats using new delay techniques, and the cyclical progressions of the songs themselves spiral ever outward, like the vast galactic reach of the astral forms that appear on the sleeves of their first album and single for Factory Records.
The cover image of debut album Unknown Pleasures shows the radio flashes of the CP1919 pulsar, resembling a range of mountains drawn in white lines. Working closely with the band, Factory’s designer Peter Saville used a photograph of a nebula for the Transmission single, although on the sleeve of the 12 inch version this is replaced by an image of city lights, blurred by passing motion. The work of Joy Division and the lyrics of Ian Curtis manage both to link the city and the cosmos, whilst describing the vast and infinite emptiness between all things, be they distant stars or close relations.
Born near Macclesfield in the summer of 1956, Ian Curtis failed to distinguish himself at school, despite showing academic promise, and maintaining a keen interest in reading. From an early age, Curtis was convinced that his future lay in music, and like many who have shared such a conviction, devoted his energies to this end rather than realising scholarly or career potential.
In 1975 Curtis married Deborah Woodruff. The couple had met at school, and it would appear that neither had any reason not to believe that they would spend the rest of their lives together. Curtis found employment with Manpower Services, which put him into close contact with mentally and physically disabled people. These experiences with alienated and isolated individuals would emerge as a key influence in his future lyrics.
On 20 July 1976, the Sex Pistols played at the Lesser Free Trade Hall in Manchester. If legend (and in particular local legend Tony Wilson of Factory Records) is to be believed, representatives from all of Manchester’s next generation of bands were in attendance. Curtis was energised by the notion that a revolution was taking place, and that now anyone could be a performer, regardless of background or apparent ability.
Fellow attendees Peter Hook and Bernard Sumner agreed, and having selected bass and guitar duties respectively, soon recruited Ian Curtis as singer, naming themselves Warsaw, after the instrumental Warszawa on David Bowie’s 1977 album Low.
Warsaw eventually settled on drummer Steve Morris, acquired a no-bullshit manager called Rob Gretton, and came to the attention of producer Martin Hannett. Legend has it that the meeting between Ian Curtis and Granada TV presenter Tony Wilson was precipitated at the Stiff Records Test/Chiswick Challenge night on 14 April 1978, with Curtis berating Wilson for not asking the renamed Joy Division to appear on his television show.
Wilson and Alan Erasmus started the new Factory Records label, first releasing the showcase EP A Factory Sample, which featured Joy Division amongst four acts contributing two songs each.
In 1979, with Unknown Pleasures garnering near-universal critical acclaim (aside from those journalists who were determined to portray the band as neo-Nazis) Curtis was diagnosed with epilepsy, having suffered his first fit onstage.
With each release, Joy Division attracted more positive acclaim, and toured extensively in Britain and Europe. At one of these shows, Curtis met a young Belgian woman called Annik Honoré. At first Honoré’s interest was musical, assisting with setting up shows in Brussels, but soon she embarked upon an affair with Curtis.
Having realised so much of his youthful ambition within so few years, Curtis had yet to meet an immovable object such as the impossibility of reconciling his affair with his home life and new baby daughter. Deborah Curtis moved out of the family home, taking young Natalie with her, and started divorce proceedings.
The failure of his marriage has long been cited as one of the factors which motivated Curtis to commit suicide by hanging himself at home in Macclesfield in the early hours of Sunday 18 May 1980. Other commentators have identified dark obsessions in his lyrics, and certain writers seem to be reviewing the sleeves of the final Joy Division single and album, both of which use photographs of monumental statues from the Staglieno cemetery in Italy.
Curtis also felt constrained by his epilepsy, and medication for this condition in the late 1970s basically consisted of barbiturates, which can accentuate mood-swings. Joy Division were also at a new career high, having completed the Closer album and the single Love Will Tear Us Apart, and about to embark on their first American tour.
These circumstances might well explain why Curtis chose to take his own life shortly before his 24th birthday, but another factor was his stated belief that he would die young, in accordance with rock and roll legend and the romance of youth. This belief hardly distinguishes Curtis from countless others who have made similar claims and then lived to a ripe old age, but in his case it was followed through.
Another Mancunian singer, commenting about suicide in general, but not specifically that of Ian Curtis, had this to say:
"It occurred to me that most of the people in the arts that I ever admired always came to that conclusion about their own lives. I considered it to be something of an art form and to be a very respectful decision about having maximum control. I never considered it to be cowardly or running away or giving up. I considered it to be a very admirable thing to do, a very difficult thing to do, a very brave thing to do." (Morrissey, 2006)
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Post by Thorngrub on May 26, 2020 9:46:38 GMT -5
Boy... Morrissey really jumped the shark, eh?
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