Two fatheads, who once crossed paths in low paid employment, mouth off on the topic of music
I Taught Myself How to Grow Old
This blog is a collaboration between Peter D & Kevin T, two ex-record shop workers who once worked together. I Taught Myself How to Grow Oldis named after a Ryan Adams song that includes the lyrics 'Most of the times I got nothing to say When I do it's nothing and nobody's there to listen anyway I know I'm probably better off this way' Which seem perfect for yet another blog about music, tapped in by two list-making, late thirties, TV watching baldies, who should be out running around instead of sat at home downloading missing Walker Brothers songs.
P.S. Peter is currently listening to his entire CD album collection during his commute, alphabetically. Click on the 'alphabetised' label to hear how he is getting on, or if he's got past Rugely and is on the motorway yet.
When reviewing the Archie Bronson Outfit for The Times Peter Paphides described the sound they produce as 'driving blues rock played with punk abandon by men with beards'. You can't really question the punk abandon or the beards, although the blues rock is open to debate. I don't know why I like it but I do.
In the comments on Youtube below this video (where they get compared to Talking Heads), which admittedly isn't a great place to look for incisive critique, someone said
"Interpretative gymnastics and swamp flavoured indie: together at last"
......which is as good a reason as any for liking them.
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