Archive for July, 2014

You heard me, this post is all about how a myriad of cheesy songs is what makes a Disney film, (and NOT a Disney-Pixar movie, those people have lost touch with the art of a good ol’ ballad right in the middle of a dialogue!) the magical vessels of sunshine and rainbows that they are; fun for all the family. Musicals, I find, are like Marmite; you love them, or you absolutely-can’t-stand-this-my-ears-are-bleeding-why-are-you-doing-this-to-me hate them. I love them; quite frankly I think that when one becomes averse to musicals, the song in your heart has been silenced.

Imagine ‘Frozen’ for example, stripped of all Elsa’s heart-wrenching melodies that communicate her anguish, her loss, and her struggle for self-acceptance, reduced to a film with no moments when Ana and Hans kick up their heels to revel in new found (infantile, but we love it) romance; proclaiming that ‘love is an open door’ to the heavens. Imagine never having your spine tingle when the story’s villain unleashes their skin-crawlingy, delicious but dangerous smoky voice to put us under their evil spell (Doctor Facilier, played by Keith David in the ‘Princess and The Frog’, is an excellent example of this). Sounds quite mediocre if you ask me.

(My sister and I ADORE ‘The Muses’ – 5 fiery women with heavenly voices that narrate ‘Hercules’ through the power of song)

I have a new-found understanding for Disney films, and I enjoy them more now than I ever did when I was an illiterate tot. I watch them in the present, and feel an immense recognition for the protagonists and their difficulties. Disney films, in reality, are coming of age stories, about following your dreams and searching for belonging. It’s comforting for me to watch these as a teenager who feels ready for more responsibility, but is unsure of change, and fears being stranded in the big wide world that lies in wait on my doorstep.

I feel this magic, an excitement bubbling up inside of me whenever the next song intro starts up; it’s like I feel completely safe with all my anxieties, because someone else is going through it too; the songs are my inner monologues set to music. And of course, the story will always have a happy ending – if they can make it, so can I. It’s more than childhood nostalgia; being reminiscent of a time when things were simple and you were sheltered, it’s a way for me to know that I’m not alone. When everything is resolved in the end, and there is cheesiness of an even higher magnitude, I feel the joy for life that I hope I always feel, the lust and the courage to be okay with setbacks, because I have learnt that I can be my own hero.


 Its so hard to find the silent type,
Someone shy who won’t spread the hype,
You’re so cold and you’re in this crowd,
I am on my way now


What If

With a month in Israel full of coach journeys ahead of me, I imagined discovering parts of my iPod that I didn’t even know about. I pictured myself getting to know tracks that had lingered amongst the thousands but I had never listened to before the trip, discovering lyrics that were yet to be heard. Yet one week of three and a half in, other than flirting with bands such as Kings of Leon and the Black Keys I had listened to very little besides Bombay Bicycle Club debut album ‘I Had the Blues but I Shook Them Loose’. Had I known I would have listened to almost nothing but one album one loop prior to the trip I would have been disappointed in myself; having not taken the opportunity of widening my musical pallet- yet from that point having listened to only a small selection of tracks felt like a satisfying choice.

What pulled me to press play each time was the varying use of guitar and maturity the band produced five years back. That range is shown in the difference between the stunning acoustic solo in the last couple of minutes of the song ‘The Giantess’ and the opening of ‘Evening/Morning’. The short intro to Evening/Morning gives us an idea of how much of the album is pieced together. However the Giantess solo brings the album to a grand close; the two contrasting styles displaying the band’s musical talent.

Prior to writing this post, I went through the album thinking of any particular endings or introductions worth mentioning before realising that besides the above two, the album is so full of them that I can’t narrow them down- which is reflected when I put two songs from this album into my post ‘Top Eleven Favourite Intros’. Before I end I think it’s worth mentioning that the band began in UCS, which is right next door to where I went to primary school- and that they are named after the Indian takeaway restaurant nearby. And the album cover? I’m pretty sure that’s taken in Hyde Park. I’ll be seeing BBC as one of the headliners of Latitude festival this weekend.