For the end of January, I would like to dedicate a post to probably one of the best songwriters of this generation, a very talented musician that goes by the name of Alex Turner. He is the vocalist of that awesome band called Arctic Monkeys and the other half of that awesome duo called The Last Shadow Puppets.
I have first heard of Arctic Monkeys because of my brother, because he accidentally (?) downloaded 'Fluorescent Adolescent'. Then during our internship period, Jan gave me a copy of their other songs which I never gave a listen and forwarded it to my brother instead. My brother got my iPod and uploaded those songs and some more, and it was only then when I really got a chance to appreciate their music. And then the rest, as they say, is history.
 |
| Alexander David Turner. This is one of my favorite photos of him. |
But I just had this incredible, insane, fucked up attraction towards Alex last year. Damn, the boy is beautiful. Especially during the Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not and Favourite Worst Nightmare eras. He was this young, awkward and pimply babe but I find that totally adorable. He is a genius, a very good storyteller. And I will always have a soft spot for guys who know how to use their words. He was being true to his words then too, practicing what he preaches.
This may be an unpopular opinion, but I clearly do not give a fuck, so let me just say that I do not like Humbug Alex, or more popularly known as Hipster Alex who struts around New York with his beer, cigarette and stick-thin companion. He suddenly turned into someone… different. I don’t want to delve deeper into that, since this is an “appreciation post”. Would just probably write all my sentiments in another one.
But whatever happens, I will always have this love-hate relationship with Alex. My love and hate for him are infinite. It’s complicated like that.
: From the Ritz to the Rubble - Arctic Monkeys
0 comments:
Post a Comment