“The making of a good compilation tape is a very subtle art. Many do’s and don’ts. First of all, you’re using someone else’s poetry to express how you feel. This is a delicate thing.” (High Fidelity)
Over the past few weeks, one of my work projects has me thinking about playlists a lot: about how they can capture a mood perfectly, about how they can change your mood more effectively than almost anything else, and how they indeed are a very subtle art.
As the first of what might become a regular feature of this blog, I’m going to share a playlist. This one seeks to capture the feeling of the song title that wraps it up: one Sunday morning.
Here’s the screen shot of the songs and artists; below is a link that will take you to the music itself (technology willing). Enjoy.
If I said that there was a group that was about to be everywhere, and this group was executive produced by Pharrell (of Neptunes fame), what might you imagine their sound to be?
You’d start with a smattering of wickedly infectious hip-hop beats, then you’d layer in a starlet of current or historical heat (such as Beyonce, Madonna, or Shakira– all former collaborators of Mr. Williams), and for a finishing touch you’d add a dabbling of dubstep… you know, for the kids.
You likely wouldn’t guess this group to a have a sound self-described as “new age Police with Simon and Garfunkel harmonies and a resounding 80s spirit.”
And this bewildering twist is at the heart of what makes the commercial landscape of the current music industry so delightfully unpredictable.
Here is a group, flaunting their defiance of every commercial trend, and succeeding despite that. Or, perhaps, because of it.