Following Iggy yesterday, here's something new from another one of the grandees of all Rock and Roll. Pixies with a song called Catfish Kate ahead of a new album. Deeply familiar, essentially it could easily have been on Doolittle or Bossanova, when first I heard it I thought it was a bit limp. Since then I've listened to it continually, each time finding its familiarity progressively more moving. The way Pixies can make chord changes so effectively, impacting on the emotional mood of the listener. the way Charles Thompson's lyrical world is so refined and specifically his. The way they're middle aged but still just so damned good! Not conquering new territory, just reclaiming theirs. Somehow no-one can do what they do. They know it.
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