From the soundtrack of The Pillow Book, a Cantonese rendition of a love song which always makes me smile. When my nephew and niece were small they used to love dancing to this one.
A re-working of classic New Wave electro-pop, in German, with songs citing Guy Debord and Christa Wolf? A secret laboratory in Leipzig has been busy creating a new group to my exact specifications…
I think it was tfd who accused me of liking odd stuff (clearly, I took this as a compliment). This is quite possibly the oddest song I can’t stop listening to. I can’t think of anything else like it – which strikes me as a crying shame. Billy Mackenzie sure was a one-off.
Surely a candidate for the soundtrack album from the next speed-fuelled collaboration between Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez. Discomfiting, in a good way.
Take one Amazonian of Peruvian/Chinese ancestry and his jazz combo, add a cumbia rhythm, some Egyptian influences in the horns, some parrot noises and you have a fab slice of vintage jungle latin funk.
The only white woman singer on the Stax label, Linda left the biz after receiving threats from the KKK. And if that’s not enough to get you on her side, she has a terrific soul voice and grew up singing gospel in both white and black churches. Oh, and she’s from Gainesville, Florida.”