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That effervescent minx, Kylie Minogue, has decided to recut and remaster 16 of her greatest hits at London’s Abbey Road Studio’s, aptly naming it The Abbey Road Sessions. Thankfully, she decided her duet with Nick Cave, Where the Wild Roses Grow, from his 1996 album Murder Ballads, was one of the 16 worth remastering.
 
You can listen to it here but in the mean time, just watch the original. WARNING: you may fall off your chair due to excessive swooning, regardless of gender.
 

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Today’s been massive, already, if you’re and Australian M83 fan.

St. Jerome.s Laneway tickets went on sale this morning—a 50 minute wait that saw me slowly descend into melancholy, then abruptly become ecstatic after that order selection screen appeared, and ended when I punched my ticket to seeing Mr. Gonzalez, amongst the other incredible artists heading to Laneway.

Then finally M83’s sixth installment, Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming, hit stores and the net. This wasn’t as exciting considering it leaked back in August, but still,I feel better listening to it now and will feel even better when I buy it later today. It’s just like a dream, a fucking epic dream.

And, to coincide with the album’s release, the official video of the lead single, ‘Midnight City’, hit Youtube.

It blew my fucking mind. I haven’t felt more emotion from a video clip ever. Seeing those kids with their crazy eyes and super powers liberate themselves from the clutches of men garbed in pale lime scrubs, and taste freedom just forced me back in my chair. And the ending! Combining all that, forcing the sun to set. Arrrgghhh!

Everything about it is perfect for the feel of the song. From the kids to the setting to the cinematography. It’d be incredible if he’d make videos like this for every song on the album. But that’s wishful dreaming.

 

SDH

 

My life’s a better place having read Bukowski’s prose and poetry.

 

 

SDH

Having eaten a very late dinner of vegies, Superfries, and vegetarian faux chicken nuggets, my lady and I flicked over to ABC and found rage was about to start. To our nonchalant delight, ‘Fight for your Right’ was first off the bat. Not a bad way to start the night’s music. Perhaps rage had a old school mix lined up for this end to the working week.

After the clip had finished, a sense of déjà vu pervaded us both. The same hallway appeared on the screen and this extravaganza followed…

 

 

I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time. Complete and utter absurdity. Magnificence in all its glory.

 

SDH

 

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