I went to the bookies tonight, not having listened to Speeche’s album but having a wee hunch she might win, even though she was an outsider. Imagine my horror when I discovered that she had risen to second favourite to the unlikely favourite Florence and the Machine. Anyway, my search for value meant I had to (stupidly) look elsewhere.
I alighted on Lisa Hannigan.
So, I spotified Speech.
Bugger me. What a lovely, really beautiful piece of music this album is.
I take it all back. She should have been odds on.
Honesttly, it’s a stunning and totally engaging record. It”s quite emotional.
Channel 4 has absolutely surpassed itself in screening this moving and extremely challenging documentary. For two hours, image after image took one’s breath away as we saw real (but mostly very high quality) video footage of the twin towers collapse from 8.45 am until 10 29 am. Played sequentially with views from all angles including actually inside the towers it was heart stopping television.
I think one thing that made it so powerful was its lack of commentary and opinion. It was not a political film, simply an unfolding of an event in something like real time. Some might say it was the extremest form of voyeuristic television but I thought it was a work of true skill and, indeed, art. I should make special mention of the constant but very subtle musical underscore, by Brendon Anderegg, which was quite beautiful. Someone call the BAFTAs. (And the Academy, and the Emmys.)
Truly magnificent TV.
I will forgive this wonderful writer for writing in The Daily Mail because everyone, and I mean everyone though should read this book – it doesn’t even get a mention on his Wiki.
It’s the predecessor to Lynn Truss’s equally fabulous grammar book, ‘Eats Shoots and Leaves.’