As our work email system is down this morning (the first morning in two years when I actually made it to the office before nine in the morning), I have a few minutes for writing my blog. It has been a hectic week which is the reason for the silence during the past few days.
Another declaration of love coming up. There´s the Swedish glam-o-rama band The Ark (which is strongly on the way of representing Sweden in the Eurovision Song Contest). There´s is the over-the-top pop of Scissor Sisters. There´s the analytical, flamboyant, complex and vain Rufus Wainwright. And then there is Mika.
I found Mika last week. A day after I started playing his music a friend of mine called me. The phone discussion went as follows:
- Hey.
- Hey.
- I have found an artist for you.
- You mean Mika?
- Damn! You heard of him already. I heard his music this week and my first thought was: this is Tommi´s music.
He was right. Mika is my cycling soundtrack to the office. I am trying to control myself at the moment because on the first Mika day I was so excited and energised about the music that I started speeding and speeding up which resulted to nearly being hit by a car and nearly running over a woman jogging in the park. Music is dangerous.
And if you have no idea what I am talking about, check the video of the song Grace Kelly on YouTube. I love the lyrics:
"I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I´ve gone identity mad!"
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4 comments:
I was just today thinking in a bar, that what is this song, it sounds really nice. Here's the answer thanks for it!
I hadn't heard of Mika yet, or maybe I just don't know that I have. Probably should try it after such an exhilarating propaganda speech.;-) Take care, even when riding bike.
The Ark and Mika, that's what's been palying on my computer lately as well. There is something to be said for this Scissor Sisters-ish genre of music.
Now if I could just find a store where I could download the entire album. For someone sans iPod, this whole shopping for songs online is horribly complicated. There seems to be a catch in almost all the stores.
Of course you have read the analysis of MIKA by Tero Salonen in NYT paper (no, not meaning the New York Times). It has words like "butterscotch" and "Eurovision Song Contest" as well as "lame guitars". Maybe it's just that you have to be super-cynical and bitter-born to be a cool journalist in NYT.
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