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Sep. 13th, 2004 06:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeFuck.
Diamanda Galas' "Vena Cava" is probably NOT the thing I should be listening to right now.
I never realized what it was actually about, before.
This hurts.
Bad.
The funny thing is, I brought all of my Diamanda CDs into work today as a celebration of the fact that my ex-husband, the Cheshire Cat, bought me a ticket for my birthday to see Galas at the TLA on October 11th. Every other time she's performed in Philadelphia, I've missed her and that fact has always made me extremely petulant.
So, I carted up all my CDs by her and brought them into work. Due to the nature of her work, I couldn't play them very loud because I know it would have bothered my boss (my office adjoins hers). The music loses a lot of its power when it's turned down low and you miss quite a bit, especially when she gets into her practically subsonic whispering.
I'd been saving "Vena Cava" for the end of the day, when Miss Angel had left. Now, sitting here alone and attempting to get some work done, I can play it as loud as I like.
And truly listen to what's being broadcast.
Pain. Brutality. Truth. Anger. Sadness. Joy. Denial. Regret. Isolation. Disorientation. Beauty. Insanity. Vulnerability.
I'm only on track #4 (none of them have names). I don't think I can handle the rest of this album right now.
Diamanda Galas' "Vena Cava" is probably NOT the thing I should be listening to right now.
I never realized what it was actually about, before.
This hurts.
Bad.
The funny thing is, I brought all of my Diamanda CDs into work today as a celebration of the fact that my ex-husband, the Cheshire Cat, bought me a ticket for my birthday to see Galas at the TLA on October 11th. Every other time she's performed in Philadelphia, I've missed her and that fact has always made me extremely petulant.
So, I carted up all my CDs by her and brought them into work. Due to the nature of her work, I couldn't play them very loud because I know it would have bothered my boss (my office adjoins hers). The music loses a lot of its power when it's turned down low and you miss quite a bit, especially when she gets into her practically subsonic whispering.
I'd been saving "Vena Cava" for the end of the day, when Miss Angel had left. Now, sitting here alone and attempting to get some work done, I can play it as loud as I like.
And truly listen to what's being broadcast.
Pain. Brutality. Truth. Anger. Sadness. Joy. Denial. Regret. Isolation. Disorientation. Beauty. Insanity. Vulnerability.
I'm only on track #4 (none of them have names). I don't think I can handle the rest of this album right now.
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Date: 2004-09-15 01:50 am (UTC)I was responding that I don't believe that either.
Yes, beauty is very much in the eye of the beholder. I like Vena Cava but I feel I'm missing something in it - I'm not getting everything Diamanda can provide, and as a result I want something more. Vena Cava is raw and basic, and fascinating, and I like it - but I don't think it is beautiful.
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Date: 2004-09-15 07:42 am (UTC)However, you were beginning to sound a little defensive. I needed to clarify that I wasn't making blind attacks about what you were saying.
Vena Cava is raw and basic, and fascinating, and I like it - but I don't think it is beautiful.
Try "The Sporting Life". If I recall correctly, I told you years ago that this album was the one you'd probably go for out of all of them.
The music on it is more complex. And it seems to be more palatable for people, probably due to the influence of her jazz roots and John Paul Jones (who plays bass on the album). It is still undeniably Diamanda Galas, but it's not like everything else she's done.
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Date: 2004-09-15 11:39 am (UTC)I'll get several albums. The newest one sounds quite intriguing, actually, but I feel I can't move on until I've acquired Plague Mass.