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12 April 2009

Listen to this: Kingdom of Welcome Addiction by IAMX

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Every once in awhile, Chris Corner sits down and decides he is going to construct a new album for the good boys and girls of the world. Last night, I was lucky enough to stumble upon his latest treat, Kingdom of Welcome Addiction. Of course, it didn’t finish downloading until this morning, so I slept fitfully last night as IAMX songs ran through my head.

The wait was worth it, though. The album is just as demented-carnival as The Alternative and just as twisted-Suburbia as Kiss & Swallow. It’s more, though. “My Secret Friend” brings us a duet with Imogen Heap. “You Can Be Happy” has honest to goodness strings (but a Sneaker Pimps-on-up-standard driving drum beat, too.) And “Think of England” – well, a better first single couldn’t have been chosen.

Music binge, 4/12 edition

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Last night/this morning was one of my music binges, this time to the tune (no pun, I swear) of thirteen albums. You’ve met IAMX’s Kingdom of Welcome Addiction but here are the others I’m listening to:

  • Jigsaw by Lady Sovereign
  • Kingdom of Rust by Doves
  • Fruit by The Asteroids Galaxy Tour
  • Ordinary Riches by Company of Thieves
  • Mesh & Lace by Modern English
  • The Sounds of the Universe by Depeche Mode
  • Micro-phonies by Cabaret Voltaire
  • The Sky’s Gone Out by Bauhaus
  • Blade Runner Soundtrack by Vangelis
  • Closer by Joy Division
  • Dance Mother by Telepathe

Weird.

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A woman’s third arm has been confirmed as actually existing – in her brain. Following a stroke, a woman in Switzerland can see, feel and use an extra arm that she describes as translucent and pale white. Doctors have scanned her brain and report activity that corresponds to an additional limb on the right side of her body. Very strange. If reality is only a consensus on what fits into a box, perhaps this is something that is outside the collective box but well within her private collection of real experiences?