I am an older gentleman, listening to music throughout my life. Aldous is a young artist who completely fascinates me. She had me from the first moment as I watched the video Bliss, knowing exactly what she was doing--drawing from the film Apocalypse Now. The scene meant a lot to me as a teenager in the 70s. Now this song, I am pleasantly reminded of the under appreciated songwriter Harry Nilsson, specifically his album 'The Point'. I remember checking the album out from our local library as a kid. I loved it. I still do.
Ima fan of her as well and will look up Harry Nilsson as per your coment. Didnt he run around with Lennon back in the day? Looking foward to new music exploration. Thanx..
Until he was recently in the spotlight in "The Worst Person in the World", I wasn't aware of how many good songs (some I already knew) he had written. And I can totally see the similarity here
Her hypnotic allure leaves me speechless. It is not possible to adequately describe the experiential exoticness of the one, only and utterly astounding Aldous Harding. Maybe.
What a awesome thing to have an artist force me to relive a time when I learned how important music is and how it felt to understand what the song means to me. Your my new Elvis Costello.
comfortably avant-garde My ears fell into order when the words came in, bringing order to the marching melody like gravity to ripples in water. Ardently I read the lyrics and in it I see a longing for something bigger than any hand. Remembering the title, I think of all the things I still want. Great song and great album!
There's no other songwriter right now more exciting than Aldous Harding. She's doing astounding work that I don't think is getting the level of attention it truly deserves (and honestly, that's probably a good thing as it affords her a particular space to do what she wants without enormous pressure). What I adore about her music is that she's not doing work bathed in nostalgia (meaning, some other artists in the "indie" scene, for lack of a better term, seem obsessed with re-capturing the 70's and 80's); her sound is entirely her own. There are influences, but more than anyone else, she has her own voice - and she has a gift for MELODY, which so many songwriters seem to have forgotten about. This album is just a masterpiece. I expect her next record to be totally different from this, if she's in another headspace with it and that's fine. Whatever she does, I'm a fan for life.
Wow! This was a huge slap in the face. A slap handed to me by a flying wooly blue whale with fins oozing with rhododendron honey and confortable 80's blankets while it rains outside. Life is such a wonderful miracle. Right now i'm in my unfinished straw and clay house, in the south of Portugal. The straw walls are covered with plastic because there is a storm going on right now. Lightning, thunder and water that appears to be falling from the sky. All the empty windows are covered with the plastic so i feel like i'm in a cave. Because i'm using recycled outdoor canvas there is this strange huge accordionist staring at me - he's printed in the outdoor canvas for some summer festival but summer is gone already. Of course i drew rotten eyes and black teeth on the accordionist dude so he looks even more surreal. I just wish the dude - the real dude, the accordionist, wherever he is right now - could borrow the vision of the printed dude for a second, and also listen to Miss Harding playing, just for a few minutes. His intelect would have trouble digesting it all. There are wet clothes and blankets hanging all around. Just one lamp. Strange drawings everywhere and a dog skull on the empty window sill. Sometimes i peak into the unfinished floor - it's a stilted house. I fed the wild cats and they found refuge under my house, right over the rockwool. You should always wear a mask when working with rockwool but the cats don't give a damn, they just make their paw kneeding ritual and curl over it and purr. I set my broken tent on top of the mezzanine because my love is arachnophobic and there are spiders all around. But my love is far away. We normally spend two weeks without seeing each other because i have this house to build and she has theather costumes to finish. Distance could suck, but distance is actually a wonderful way to be reminded of everything we love about our love. Also, now i’ll go draw like a motherfucker because i want to make beautiful things for my love’s eyes to feast when we meet again. Life as an avalanche of sweet surprises. Why am i writing this on the comment section of a youtube video? Because, it’s a youtube diary thing i do sometimes. In ten years time someone will like this comment and i’ll be magically transported to this moment of my life. These are tough times. No more money, practically no job, a house to build, a dying car, an injured gallbladder that i can’t afford to address right now. But, there’s love and good friends around, a veggie garden, cats purring under the house and the fire of human imagination burning, always burning. And this album. All is so cool. Hope all is cool with everyone else. Thank you, Miss Harding. You’re welcome to drop by anytime.
i like this song, there is a lot going on and it kind of builds in construction as the song moves on. aldous is a work in progress and is hard to define and yet there seems to be a lot of reference points, which great artists seem to embrace. the kinks, hunky dory, o- superman et al. can't wait to see her live, righto mod paul.
Cut it up, put it in my hand You've become my joy you understand Got a little colour in the pan I love it Hands on heels A way of life, philosophy Ennui Can see no point to send to me Up in the medley Waste of time, they don't care the least for me Seem miles away Come back Come back and leave it in the right place Come back Come back and leave it in the right place Hands on heels A way of life, philosophy Lick my instep I miss the funk it leaves on me I have the energy No one look' and a canny fucking fill Don't lie to me Come back Come back and leave it in the right place Come back Come back and leave it in the right place Come back Come back and leave it in the right place
In a decorum like this one, I would be very ennuyé ... to death. I'm going back to my cat now, he is in a state of excruciating monotony (no it's near Ohio), I should find him a friend.
I love it and Bowie really loves it. That's all that matters. Btw you are not a folk singer so ditch it.. You are progressive. ... avant-garde. ... you're own wave.... etc.... more later...
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I am an older gentleman, listening to music throughout my life. Aldous is a young artist who completely fascinates me. She had me from the first moment as I watched the video Bliss, knowing exactly what she was doing--drawing from the film Apocalypse Now. The scene meant a lot to me as a teenager in the 70s. Now this song, I am pleasantly reminded of the under appreciated songwriter Harry Nilsson, specifically his album 'The Point'. I remember checking the album out from our local library as a kid. I loved it. I still do.
Ima fan of her as well and will look up Harry Nilsson as per your coment. Didnt he run around with Lennon back in the day? Looking foward to new music exploration. Thanx..
You’ve got a point there! ☺️
Connecting Aldous to The Point is charming. Another older gentleman who knew the kid-capturing genius of Me and My Arrow.
Until he was recently in the spotlight in "The Worst Person in the World", I wasn't aware of how many good songs (some I already knew) he had written. And I can totally see the similarity here
Did you mean Blend ?
this song is so complex yet it hits the pleasure spot in my brain immediately. the melodies are intoxicating, thank you for your art Aldous!
Love the way this intriguing song slowly blossoms and unfurls. Her vocals are beautiful here.
Her hypnotic allure leaves me speechless. It is not possible to adequately describe the experiential exoticness of the one, only and utterly astounding Aldous Harding. Maybe.
Maybe =]
Got her new album three days ago and I'm still grinning ear-to-ear.
This song is quite a timeless piece
Superb. This album is going to be another belter!
Wow what a surprise!! What a lovely welcome to spring 😀
This song presents the painter entering her atelier, pulling open a curtain and testing out her brushes, her palette...
What a awesome thing to have an artist force me to relive a time when I learned how important music is and how it felt to understand what the song means to me. Your my new Elvis Costello.
Just rediscovering you, and I'm excited to see your recent work!! ❤
comfortably avant-garde
My ears fell into order when the words came in, bringing order to the marching melody like gravity to ripples in water.
Ardently I read the lyrics and in it I see a longing for something bigger than any hand.
Remembering the title, I think of all the things I still want.
Great song and great album!
There's no other songwriter right now more exciting than Aldous Harding. She's doing astounding work that I don't think is getting the level of attention it truly deserves (and honestly, that's probably a good thing as it affords her a particular space to do what she wants without enormous pressure). What I adore about her music is that she's not doing work bathed in nostalgia (meaning, some other artists in the "indie" scene, for lack of a better term, seem obsessed with re-capturing the 70's and 80's); her sound is entirely her own. There are influences, but more than anyone else, she has her own voice - and she has a gift for MELODY, which so many songwriters seem to have forgotten about. This album is just a masterpiece. I expect her next record to be totally different from this, if she's in another headspace with it and that's fine. Whatever she does, I'm a fan for life.
My gosh. She's. So natural
Love her music
Such a great introduction to this album!
completely unique sound . . .
I AM SO GRATEFUL TO MET YOUR NEW ALBUM!!!!!! GENUINE!
I missed so much music from her. She always makes me feel like writing.🥰🥳
Wow! This was a huge slap in the face. A slap handed to me by a flying wooly blue whale with fins oozing with rhododendron honey and confortable 80's blankets while it rains outside. Life is such a wonderful miracle.
Right now i'm in my unfinished straw and clay house, in the south of Portugal. The straw walls are covered with plastic because there is a storm going on right now. Lightning, thunder and water that appears to be falling from the sky. All the empty windows are covered with the plastic so i feel like i'm in a cave. Because i'm using recycled outdoor canvas there is this strange huge accordionist staring at me - he's printed in the outdoor canvas for some summer festival but summer is gone already.
Of course i drew rotten eyes and black teeth on the accordionist dude so he looks even more surreal. I just wish the dude - the real dude, the accordionist, wherever he is right now - could borrow the vision of the printed dude for a second, and also listen to Miss Harding playing, just for a few minutes. His intelect would have trouble digesting it all.
There are wet clothes and blankets hanging all around. Just one lamp. Strange drawings everywhere and a dog skull on the empty window sill. Sometimes i peak into the unfinished floor - it's a stilted house. I fed the wild cats and they found refuge under my house, right over the rockwool. You should always wear a mask when working with rockwool but the cats don't give a damn, they just make their paw kneeding ritual and curl over it and purr.
I set my broken tent on top of the mezzanine because my love is arachnophobic and there are spiders all around. But my love is far away. We normally spend two weeks without seeing each other because i have this house to build and she has theather costumes to finish. Distance could suck, but distance is actually a wonderful way to be reminded of everything we love about our love. Also, now i’ll go draw like a motherfucker because i want to make beautiful things for my love’s eyes to feast when we meet again. Life as an avalanche of sweet surprises.
Why am i writing this on the comment section of a youtube video? Because, it’s a youtube diary thing i do sometimes. In ten years time someone will like this comment and i’ll be magically transported to this moment of my life. These are tough times. No more money, practically no job, a house to build, a dying car, an injured gallbladder that i can’t afford to address right now. But, there’s love and good friends around, a veggie garden, cats purring under the house and the fire of human imagination burning, always burning. And this album. All is so cool. Hope all is cool with everyone else.
Thank you, Miss Harding. You’re welcome to drop by anytime.
Reminds me of the High Llamas! 🦙 🦙
Mountains ... sheep...Pacific Ocean...green landscape...modern art definitely. Thanks!
i like this song, there is a lot going on and it kind of builds in construction as the song moves on. aldous is a work in progress and is hard to define and yet there seems to be a lot of reference points, which great artists seem to embrace. the kinks, hunky dory, o- superman et al. can't wait to see her live, righto mod paul.
Love the Stereolab vibe.
Hey, Aldous...thank you.
Touched!
Love the album.
Hello fellow alduous Harding enthusiast
Fresh as a daisy.
I love this woman so much idc idc
Wonderful! Thank you Aldоus Harding!
Brilliant! I am so happy to hear the rest of the tunes! Thank you!
She is a unreal
Excellent tune Aldous!
This is a very good track !!!
got a little color in the pan... i love it!!
love Aldous
Cut it up, put it in my hand
You've become my joy you understand
Got a little colour in the pan
I love it
Hands on heels
A way of life, philosophy
Ennui
Can see no point to send to me
Up in the medley
Waste of time, they don't care the least for me
Seem miles away
Come back
Come back and leave it in the right place
Come back
Come back and leave it in the right place
Hands on heels
A way of life, philosophy
Lick my instep
I miss the funk it leaves on me
I have the energy
No one look' and a canny fucking fill
Don't lie to me
Come back
Come back and leave it in the right place
Come back
Come back and leave it in the right place
Come back
Come back and leave it in the right place
Not a native english speaker but still can feel somewhat the word play love it
Omg
Thanks Al
Beautiful!
So lovely!! Sigh.....
Chilling!!!!
your song is beautiful
Very good
Ja!
Mokai, Ngati Te Kohera
Print more vinyl!
It's feels like I'm on my place, 35 is fucking too old to be so ordinary.
You are scary and I'm a punk rocker..I like you .xxX
✨✨✨✨
delish
You might like a band called The Doublejumps if u like this
❣️🙇♂️🌌
She's a lil bit prog a lil bit avant-garde
skijam.
When in Tarragona, capital of the old roman empire
In a decorum like this one, I would be very ennuyé ... to death.
I'm going back to my cat now, he is in a state of excruciating monotony (no it's near Ohio), I should find him a friend.
bassoon
Or could it be a baritone saxophone? The bassoon sounds a bit lighter and noble
🫶
dear Aldous, do you wanna marry me?
I love it and Bowie really loves it. That's all that matters. Btw you are not a folk singer so ditch it.. You are progressive. ... avant-garde. ... you're own wave.... etc.... more later...
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RFS Israel