Apologies for the delay in posting, but I think you’ll agree that this post is worth the 7-day wait. After listening to two albums by Joe Purdy back-to-back, without skipping a single song, I figured something good was happening. So, of course, I ordered seven albums. What do you mean, obsessive music personality?

Something about his lyrics got under my skin. Quite a lot of his music is similar – gently-strummed guitars, a little piano, and his falsetto vocals. But he has the ability to produce lyrics that stop you in your tracks; that leave a wistful smile on your face; that make you nod in agreement…

…whether it’s the resignation of being in something that you wish you weren’t, but can’t get away from…

Last night I had the sweetest dream; that you were nowhere near me; that you could not cut me; that you do not affect me; that i had my sanity; that was just a dream; that was just a dream/and i hope this isn’t love; isn’t love

…those thoughts you have of lovers past; of previous intimacy; and about how that changed…

The ladies that I used to know; And, well some they wish me well; and some became my enemies; and some I told to go to hell; and some still haunt me in my dreams….some still haunt me in my dreams

…or the haunting history of a troubled boy growing up to be an equally troubled man – and for this one, you get the full lyrics….

He was just a child, when she left him there alone. He was just too wild, she was just too young. Too much to handle, he was always asking why. She didn’t know the answers, she’d just hang her head and cry.

He said: Momma I’m afraid that, no-one can calm me down. And I’m just scared that no-one will know how. To put me in my place, to put me in my place. To put me in my place, to put me in my place. Where do I belong?

Father never forgave him, for making momma leave. “You can up and die boy, it wouldn’t bother me.” Sent him off to school. somewhere up north. Way too many rules to follow, he didn’t have a choice, no.

Please, I’m so afraid that no-one can calm me down. I’m just scared that no-one will know how. To put me in my place, oh, to put me in my place. To put me in my place, to put me in my place. Where do I belong? (To put me in my place) Where do I belong? (To put me in my place) Where do I belong? (To put me in my place) Where do I belong? To put me in my place.

Now he’s all grown up, got a wife of his own. Boy’s started a family now, he’s never home. She says “How am i supposed to love you? You’re always out on the town. How’s your daughter gonna know you when you won’t come around?” He goes to tuck her in, the girl he never sees. And she turns to him, thought it was only me. He never sleeps. Sleeps. She says, “Dad, I’m so afraid that no-one can calm me down.” Said, baby I can’t believe that, I think we’ve finally found our ground.”

Put me in my place, oh, put me in my place. Oh, I think she just put me in my place, oh, put me in my place, where we belong. (Put me in my place) Where we belong. (Put me in my place) Where we belong. (Put me in my place) Where we belong. (Put me in my place) Where I belong.

Put me in my place.

Joe Purdy – Isn’t Love

Joe Purdy – Lovers Side Of Town

Joe Purdy – Put Me In My Place

My original plans for this post was a witty seasonal greeting, with a GYMO twist of a very un-Christmas-y Christmas song. However, after listening to this several times, I’ve decided to share the song with you, but without the witty comments.

I’ll let you draw your own meanings from the song’s lyrics – for me, it’s a very serious issue, represented in a very moving song.

Mew – She Came Home For Christmas

As it’s nearing Christmas, I thought it was time to post a little non-melancholy. Queue the catchiest song I’ve heard in the last few months – “Weighty Ghost” by Wintersleep. If this doesn’t make you want to clap your hands and sing in a large crowd, then nothing will….


Oh have you seen my ghost? Seen my ghost…seen my ghost? (Na na na na na na na na)
Oh have you seen my ghost? Staring at the ground (Na na na na na na na na)
Oh have you seen my ghost? Seen my ghost…seen my ghost? (Na na na na na na na na)
Oh have you seen my ghost? Sick of those god damn clouds (Na na na na na na na na)
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na

Wintersleep – Weighty Ghost

You’ll notice I’ve updated my blogroll (the list of sites I link to, because I like ’em). I’ve added a large number of great sites I’ve recently come across. In keeping this blog updated, I’ve found I’ve needed to search long and hard for a lot of music – some I’ve heard before, some I’ve come across for the first time. Many of the sites in my blogroll have helped – not just for providing music, but for providing insight – these people have great taste in music, and their words have helped guide much of my music purchasing and posting over the last couple of months.

The background and incidental music for a film is vital. More often than not, that music influences the mood: providing the emotional background; creating the suspense; and reinforcing the high-impact moments. In some cases, however, the music itself is as powerful as the visual imagery (maybe even more powerful). The Danny Boyle film “Sunshine” is one of these – a great science fiction film, full of amazing visual imagery, all supporting by the greatest music I’ve heard in a film in a long, long time. As I watched the film, again and again I found the music overwhelming me, and afterwards found I wasn’t the only one – everyone talked about the pieces of music on leaving, and for days after.

Once the film was about 80% complete, Danny Boyle sent the visual work to the band Underworld, who created a score. This was then sent on to composer John Murphy, who completed it. Unfortunately, one of the pieces of music (“The Surface of the Sun”) was heavily based on Underworlds “To Heal”, and as “To Heal” was on an album not yet released, the Sunshine soundtrack was delayed. And delayed. And delayed. The Underworld album was released, but there’s still no sign of the Sunshine soundtrack….

So turn up your speakers, close your eyes, and lose yourself completely in Sunshine….

John Murphy – The Last Message

John Murphy – The Surface of the Sun

Underworld – To Heal

After my rant earlier about the state of music today, my faith has been restored. Firstly, by listening to more Joe Purdy – three full albums, and not a single song skipped. Secondly, by buying a large number of Joe Purdy albums for not a huge amount of money. Thirdly, by buying from CDBaby. Why? I’ll let them explain.

“CD Baby is a little online record store that sells albums by independent musicians.

[In•de•pen•dent: (adj.) Not having sold one’s life, career, and creative works over to a corporation.]

We’re just a bunch of people in a cool Portland, Oregon, warehouse that looks like a playground. We listen to every album we sell before we sell it, so we can help you find other albums you’ll like. We only sell music that comes directly from the musicians. No distributors. Musicians send us their music. We digitize and warehouse, sell them to you, and pay the musicians directly. Cool thing: in a regular record deal or distribution deal, musicians only make $1-$2 per album, if they ever get paid by their label. When selling through CD Baby, musicians make $6-$12 per album, and get paid weekly. In business, and thriving, since March 1998. We’re one of the largest sellers of independent music on the web – 208,453 artists sell their music at CD Baby; 3,803,202 CDs sold online to customers; and $61,636,855 has been paid directly to the artists.”

And when you buy…

“Only the musician whose music you buy will know who you are.”

I encourage everyone to visit the site – recommendations of artists who sound similar. Recommendations for the mood you’re in, and how you feel. And tons of music that, when sold, profits the artist.

Guys, well done.

After purchasing the latest copy of Rolling Stone, I’ve found myself angry (as ever) with the state of music today. Looking at the charts, I really find myself feeling lost and lonely. From the Billboard Charts:

  • Keith Urban – Greatest Hits
  • Miley Cyrus – Hannah Montana 2 (Soundtrack)/Meet Miley Cyrus
  • Jay-Z – American Gangster
  • OneRepublic – Dreaming Out Loud
  • Beyonce – B’Day
  • Rascal Flatts – Still Feels Good
  • Reba McEntire – Reba Duets
  • Fergie – The Dutchess
  • James Taylor – One Man Band
  • Robert Plant / Alison Krauss – Raising Sand
  • Tim McGraw – Greatest Hits Vol 2: Reflected
  • Daughtry – Daughtry
  • Kid Rock – Rock N Roll Jesus
  • Soundtrack – High School Musical
  • Soundtrack – Hannah Montana
  • Kanye West – Graduation
  • Britney Spears – Blackout
  • Nickelback – All The Right Reasons

It’s all a bit generic, really. Ex-Pop Idol entries. Teen-pop crap. Rap/R&B where every song sounds very similar to the last, and for that matter, so does every artist. Generic adult-alternative rock that could all have been produced by the same band. Resurgent country music, once welcomed with open arms, now pervading the charts like a disease.

Don’t get me wrong – I love some of this music. I have albums by many of these artists. But where’s the originality? The uniqueness? When was the last time an album, a song, a singer, made you sit up and truly take notice? This site contains the ones that inspired this reaction in me. But I wish there were more people making these artists heard, spreading the word, and fighting against the swell of mediocrity.

Then again, maybe it’s just me. And maybe I’m just Nick Hornby…

And mostly all I have to say about these songs is that I love them, and want to sing along to them, and force other people to listen to them, and get cross when these other people don’t like them as much as I do.

I’ve had a few people ask about the intermittancy of my posting. For the last few evenings, I’ve had a long think about this I’ve prepared some old songs for posting, I’ve opened my file transfer programme, but when it comes to moving them across, I’ve found myself hesitating. Why, I head you ask? Well, I don’t. If I did, I’d be using my super-hearing powers to fight crime and earn money. But I don’t. So I’m not.

I digress. After a long evenings thinking, I realised why I found myself reluctant to work my way into my back catalogue – I want to use this site to broadcast music I find, new music for me, that really excites me (as much as some of the music on here can excite anyone…), and to post the music that really, truly affects me – whether that is new or old. So I’ve decided that I will be spending much more time posting and growing the site, but I won’t suddenly post a huge amount of songs that aren’t of the quality of those so far. The feedback I’ve received (limited as it has been) is that people are enjoying the music so far. Quality over quantity.

In addition, I’d like to open up a new avenue for music – by now, you should know what type of music I love, and what the audience of this site likes. So I encourage you – if you have a song that would be a good fit for GYMO, send it to me – contact details to the right. I’ll review it, and if I like it, it’ll be posted, with my own unique brand of commentary, and a credit to you.

Free credit!