St Vincent de Disney
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I actually didn’t have this conversation with Jonathan. It was a conversation that I started with Tim Jones on twitter and then backed off it, feeling like too much of a fluff-head, leaving my more witty friends (yes you, Helen Lehndorf) to leap to my defense. It’s the kind of conversation I do have with Jonathan though. I am far more likely to concentrate on the voice and the lyrics than the guitar. I do appreciate guitars, but I take them for granted, whereas Jonathan, who spent years noodling in his bedroom, and owns a fender stratocaster, actually listens to them carefully.
Also, I didn’t initially create this comic for this blog – I made it when I was trying to figure out what to do for next month’s Metro. You’ll have to buy it at the end of February if you want to find out what I submitted in the end.
Oh, and here is the beautiful St Vincent (she really is stunning) who I will be seeing in March.
LET ME BE FRANK 
I should note that in fact I do love St Vincent’s darkness and general beautiful menace. I like her singing more than her guitar playing (but she does have very long fingers for one so slight, and they climb across the frets like Daddy-long-legs).
St. Vincent is one super cool lady. I can’t wait for the (Welly) show! X
I am missing out on so much by not being on Twitter….
I find the complexity of beautiful guitar playing dulls my appreciation of it – it’s so good you forget it’s taking skill – human skill – to produce it. That’s a compliment to the guitarist, really…but those little scratches and string squeeks, the catching of the wood with a knuckle or ring….that’s the mattress point; the stuff rooting the music/artist into memory, the stuff I listen to.
Oh, I like that! The mattress point. And join us on twitter (although I now waste even more time on the internet, and my critical faculties are breaking down the more information I am faced with. I no longer can remember things.)
Why don’t you invite me to go to gigs with you – I want to go tho the music not look after your kids – and don’t say I have more of a social life because that is a lie
I think I just ended up picking on Tim in a good-natured way, rather than saying anything particularly witty – but thanks for the lovely compliment!
I’m glad you’re going to her – I hope it’s awesome! x H
I expect a certain proportion of tritone intervals at the gig as well. And cover versions of songs I don’t know in the original but that have a LOT of loud guitars in them. I’m kind of relentless that way.
PS: Full disclaimer. I can’t play a note. On anything.
Jonathan had to demonstrate what a tri-tone was – I may have gone to cello, piano, recorder and bassoon lessons, but no matter how good I got at playing stuff, I never progressed beyond grade one theory.
I blame my somewhat erratic musical knowledge on listening to lots of King Crimson records in my youth. Jonathan may (or may not!) sympathise.