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Stop me if I’ve told you this story before… Sometime, waay back in 2006, a friend of mine emailed me and invited me to come and see her band. I couldn’t actually go that night, I was working, but I did go along to their next gig, with my little brother. It was at a dodgy, smelly [...] In a masterful feat of googling with minimal information, I found the song Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova and the Frames closed their gig with- and no, I didn’t find a set list. I remembered the song was by someone named Mick and that it had the word day in it. Search string: Mick, days, lyric, [...]
So I watched it alone. I’d say about ten minuted into the movie, I knew it would become one of my favourites. It’s unsurprising that reviewers compared it to my other favourite films: Before Sunrise and Before Sunset. Both films revolve around a man and a woman, walking and talking and getting to know each other over a brief period of time. But unlike Linklater’s twin masterpieces, Once has music. And not just any music. Folky, guitary, troubadoury music. While I have wandered across genres in the last few years, the music of Once was like bread and butter to my musical being. And it had that most wonderful of things: a song in 5/4 time. The actors, Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova, were really musicians, moonlighting as actors in the film and performing songs they had written. My Dad took my brothers and I to see Neil Young at the Sydney Entertainment Centre on Saturday. It was amazing. Dad loves Neil Young, and has for years, so we were raised listening to Harvest. It was incredible to see him live- and I was reminded of his influence over vast swaths of the musicians [...] I’m going to see Belles Will Ring perform as part of the Wharf Sessions series at the Sydney Theatre Company tonight. I’m rather excited: BWR are one of my favourite Sydney bands (along with Cloud Control and Dappled Cities). It’s strange, given their links to Cloud Control, that I heard about them the way I did: [...] |
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Sometime toward the end of 2007, I read a tiny little article in some local paper about this Irish movie that was showing as part of a film festival. Once, it was called, and was a musical that defied the label. I tried to lure some friends to go with me, but none would have a bar of it and Heidy- my fellow fan of all things Irish- actually was in Ireland.