Music from the future

My iPod did the magical life soundtrack thing, just like it did that time with the cherry incident.

I’d just left the hairdressers and was walking down Ponsonby Road with every hair on my head straightened dead straight, thanks to the trainee girl running wild with the GHDs. I stuck my iPod on shuffle, and first up was “Modernist Cut” by the L.E.D.s, which goes, “Nice cut – a modern cut.”
Oh, thanks, guys.

This segues nicely into some pro-L.E.D.s propaganda, cos they are my new favourite band. The L.E.D.s are from Christchurch and Wellington and, according to their MySpace page, play music of a pop/electro/indie variety.

I think they sound like music from a future where humans have reached an uneasy truce with their robot overlords and create subdued but subversive music in a reaction to the crazy new world they live in.

But that’s just my take on them. Apparently the kids in Christchurch do non-ironic robot dancing at their lives shows, which is rad.

The L.E.D.s are playing tonight at the Karajoz Great Blend in Wellington, and on Saturday at the Karajoz Great Blend in Auckland (which is going to be so good), and also squeezing in a support gig for Disasteradio at the Dog’s Bollix tomorrow.

So if you like music from the future, put on your silver disco trousers and go and see them.

2 thoughts on “Music from the future”

  1. I am a wee bit afraid of flying. When taking off from some airport a few months ago, the track that started up as we were taxi-ing down the runway was ‘All good things come to an end’ (Nelly Furtardo -cringe away at my lack of coolness – I love that album). The take-off even seemed to happen in time to the music. I was fairly certain death was imminent, and this was to be the soundtrack to the closing credits of my life. I was strangely pleased. However (self-evidently) we didn’t explode in a fiery ball of jet-fuel, so perhaps it wasn’t so fitting after all.

  2. When I was flying to Nelson on the little propellor plane, I tried to pre-empt any spooky iPod music by listening to Blood Brother’s “Love Rhymes with Hideous Car Wreck”. But the chorus was all “love, love, love”, so that didn’t quite work.

    Later I was listening to the 3Ds “Hellzapoppin” album. As soon as the dark, gloomy “Swallow” came on, the sky literally turned to grey and the ride got a little bumpy over Mt Taranaki. When the song ended, the weather improved. Whoa.

    Also, Nelly Furtardo is awesome and, like all good pop, should be loved without fear or shame.

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