[scout niblett & bonnie prince billy / kiss]

1. no mortal man has yet suceeded
in climbing the big glass mountain.
'i know,' said the drummer boy,
'but my heart is stout and determined
and i long for adventure, yes i long for adventure.'

- 'drummer boy' / scout niblett.

2. 'it's a boy,' said mr. matzerath, who presumed himself to be my father. 'he will take over the store when he grows up. at last we know why we've been working our fingers to the bone.'
mama thought less about the store than about outfitting her son : 'oh, well, i knew it would be a boy even if i did say once in a while it was going to be a girl.'
thus at an early age i made the acquaintance of feminine logic. the next words were : 'when little oskar is three, he will have a toy drum.'
(...) aside from this speculation about my future, i quickly realized that mama and this mr. matzerath were not equipped to understand or respect my decisions whether positive or negative. lonely and misunderstood, oskar lay beneath the light bulbs, and figuring that things would go on like this for some sixty or seventy years, until a final short circuit should cut off all sources of all light, he lost his enthusiasm even before his life beneath the light bulbs had begun. it was the only prospect of the drum that prevented me from expressing more forcefully my desire to return to the womb.
besides, the midwife had already cut my umbilical cord. there was nothing more to be done.

- the tin drum / günter grass.

yes, i long for adventure

scout niblett / kidnapped by neptune

scout niblet / drummer boy

scout niblett (feat. bonnie prince billy) / kiss

scout niblett / just what i needed (the cars)

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scout niblett's been on my must-check-out-at-some-point list forever. i remember listening to 'drummer boy' quite a lot and while her very sparse style attracted me at first, i ended up feeling a bit put off by it.. i could see what the challenge was and decided i'd try it again later. it does take a bit of aging sometimes, doesn't it?
then today i was feeling a bit tired and peckish on the drive back from the airport, put my ipod on shuffle and here you go. whatever happened since the last time i listened to these songs.. i found myself making funny faces and singing stupidly while tapping my feet.

voice + guitar + drums. or voice + drums. see what you can make of it. i've got the biggest urge to open the window and play it really LOUD.

and... i think cat power's 'american flag' was written about her. haha. like totally!

my new friend / plays drums all the time / her magic heart / feels everything / she plays the difficult parts and i play / difficult / she goes shoop shoop eh doop

here is a great article/interview that sums up everything i meant to say but had no words for..

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