Classic Album Reviews – David Bowie – The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars

I thought I would have another go at album reviews. I can only get better.

Ziggy cover

David Bowie

The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars

The song Starman was my favourite song, about 10 years ago. Whenever I hear it, I’m reminded of my mum driving me between her and my dad’s house. It was probably never played as much as I think, but in my head it was on the tape player every time. I knew a couple other songs from the album, but only live versions from the Reality Tour dvd (Which my mum used to play a lot.) I didn’t know the album at the time, but I loved Starman.

Skip about seven years and I’m sitting in my dad’s kitchen talking to my uncle (My mum’s brother) about the cds he has. I have no idea why. Cannot remember. I was sitting there as he handed me album after album, telling me I would like this one, or that ones a classic. Most of them were from when he used to work in a pub and not really his type of music. One of those albums was Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars. He told me that’s a good album and put it in a pile for me to borrow.

From that point Ziggy has been in my favourite album list. I’ve listened to quite a few Bowie albums, but none of them have clicked in the same way. After one listen, I found I knew more Bowie songs than I previously thought. After two listens I realised I liked Bowie a lot more than I thought. And that was it. The album in it’s entirety has been on my mp3 player ever since. I also bought the cd as I’m not a fan of downloading.

The whole album is a complete story. The artwork and each of the songs are connected in the bigger picture of Ziggy Stardust. An alien who has landed on Earth with a quest (Or Kwest as the cover puts it.) of spreading a message about the impending fate of the planet in five years.

The cover art is one of the most iconic album covers of all time. That is a fact. It’s mysterious and dark. Bowie looks really odd in his blue jumpsuit. (Or maybe people from the 70s really look like that. I don’t know, being born 21 years after the album was released)

The first song, Five Years, not only sets up the concept of the album, we’ve got five years, that’s all we’ve got, it is also one of the best opening songs on an album ever. It starts with a slow repetitive drum beat, getting louder and louder, until a piano strikes over it, and then Bowie starts singing. The song is relatively simple for most of it, before getting hectic, desperate and then dies out, leading into Soul Love.

Starman is still a great song, but not one of my favourites on the album. I love it for personal reasons, but the rest of the album is much better. Suffragette City is my favorite song on the album, with Rock & Roll Suicide a close second. Suffragette City starts with an awesome guitar riff, and continues into a fast paced rock song. A simple classic. It’s the penultimate song on the album, and works so well as it contrasts completely with the final song, Rock & Roll Suicide.

An acoustic guitar, slow riff, Bowie’s vocals. And then other instruments join in, the vocal’s get louder. The song gets going and that desperate tone comes through. The song has the same structure as the opening track and it completes the album. It starts slow and simple and builds up into desperation. Give me your hand, cause your wonderful.

There isn’t a bad song on the album. It’s one of the handful of albums that I consider perfect. The only thing that would have made it better is if the song All The Young Dudes, which is one of my favourite Bowie songs, was included. Mott the Hoople ended up with the song. Bowie quickly wrote it for them after they rejected Suffragette City. Bowie later confirmed that the news that the young dudes were carrying was the news of the incoming Apocalypse from Five Years.

This album is perfect, and if you haven’t listened to it in full? Then you are truly missing out.

Thanks for reading,

Ashley.

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Influences – The Last of Us

The Last of Us is quickly becoming my favourite game of all time. There isn’t a bad thing about it. The story is compelling, original, emotional and undeniably heartbreaking. The voice acting in the game sets a new standard for every game that follows. Especially Joel and Elle. They are real people. It’s got to be handed to Troy Baker, he makes Joel come to life. From about five minutes into the game I cared about him. And then they add in Ashley Johnson as Elle. It’s rare to see a game that could be carried by the characters alone but this one could. I’ve never wanted to play a game so much, just to find out what happens next to them. I genuinely felt bad every time I got one of them killed, and that’s never happened before in a game. 

The gameplay perfects the game. It’s an action, adventure survival horror. Or at least that’s what I would call it. There is some kind of virus spreading around the world, that is killing people off in the millions. Twenty years pass and things still aren’t under control. Throughout the game you play mainly as Joel, and are trying to get Elle out of the city and into the Firefly’s hands. It’s a simple enough plot, but I’ll get onto that later. There are three main styles of gameplay here. Exploring the world Naughty Dog created, stealth to escape the mutated monsters and all out fighting to survive. I always love exploring worlds. Finding little secrets and strange things. And this game excels in that. There is one moment that really stands out in my mind when you walk through a small neighborhood and can go through most of the houses. Each one contains small snapshots of the people who lived there. So well executed and builds the world perfectly. 

The stealth moments in the game are full of tension. I really cared about the characters, and didn’t want to run in blind to any situation. You have very limited ammo and have to use other resources to make this last. Throwing bottles to distract people, sneaking up behind and stabbing someone and the occasional run for your life moment. If you don’t care about the characters then these points in the game won’t work. But it’s impossible not to care. I just needed to make sure they were still alive. 

There are very occasional all out war moments when you have to kill everyone and start shooting like crazy. These are few and far between, but they are well done. There is still some kind of strategy to it. You still will be low on ammo for most of the time, especially if you play on survivor. 

The story is simple but done in such a way that makes it seem so much bigger than it actually is. Most of this comes down to how much you care about the characters. So many little moments that builds them and their relationship through dialogue. Elle is infected, but she is also immune to the virus that has wiped out most of the world. Joel has to deliver her to the Fireflies. to create a vaccine, but along the way troubles arise and stop this from being so simple. I won’t spoil the end, but it is one of the best endings I’ve ever seen. Once I realised how close to the end I was, a thought kept on coming to me. There is no way to wrap this up and keep it this good. But they throw a curve-ball and manage to do it. 

There is a reason why I’m talking about this, nearly 8 months after release. Downloadable content was released last week that adds to the main story. I’m not one for DLC. I think it’s wrong that game companies can release a game at £40-£50 and then add stuff on at more cost. I won’t buy them, but I made an exception for this. I’ve never felt so satisfied with a game until The Last of Us and would jump at the chance of adding more to that. Left Behind did not disappoint. I have played through the main game 3 times, but that was a few months ago. It took about five minutes for me to get back into it. I played through it in two sittings. If I wasn’t so tired, I would have done it in one. It was a risky move adding to this game, but they pulled it off. It’s definitely my favourite ps3 game and is becoming my favourite game of all time. 

I’ve started writing a story that was inspired by this along with Under the Dome. Not the book, as I’ve yet to read it, but the tv show. I am no where near finishing it, but have a few scenes plotted out. F. Scott Fitzgerald said that “character is plot” and I’ve never really understood that until playing The Last of Us. It changed the way I thought about stories. It had that much of an impact on me. It doesn’t matter what happened in the game as long as Joel and Elle were there. They are what made it perfect. I have nothing to compare it too. Maybe other people don’t see this game in the same way, but I have never cared about characters as much as I do with The Last of Us. My aim is to try and write a story that captivates that feeling. I know it’s not going to be an easy task, but it’s what I’m aiming for. 

Thanks for reading, 

Ashley. 

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Part 3

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I sat still like he told me. It’s not like he gave me a reason to doubt him. He was the captain, but now he’s gone there was something strange about him. I couldn’t really focus on them when he was in the room, but his eyes. There was something about them. Can’t remember what at the moment, but I’m sure about it. Maybe I’m just being stupid. I’ve really hurt my head.

The screaming was still going strong outside. Was it Chip. It can’t be. He’s on the other side of the ship, but it could be him. Couldn’t it? I have no reason to trust the captain. No reason to doubt him either. I’m a good enough judge of character and he seemed trustworthy enough. Friendly. If he wanted to hurt us, then he could have just left us in the water.

Maybe they need help next door. I’m no doctor, but I’ve had enough training to help. I swing my legs over the edge off the bed. The screaming stops. My feet hit the floor. I stand, my head goes light. Nearly fall over, but grab the bed in time to save myself. I push of the bed, swaying over towards the wall, and use that to keep myself up. I should be fine when I get going. I know Abe said I should just stay still but he was just worrying, I’ll be alright.

The door is heavier than I thought it would be. Should have guessed though, it is made entirely out of metal. The handle was a long horizontal bar, on the right side of the door, about half way up. It didn’t take much pressure to pull it open, and then it swung back towards me. I walked through. Head slightly better now. Which way was the screaming coming from.

My room was on a corridor where all the doors were on one side. The other was bare. Just metal. I was about halfway from either end. To the left was a dead end, and to the right was a corner leading around the side of the last room. I think it was coming from the left. Three rooms before the dead end. Shouldn’t be too hard to find.

I reach the first door, my feet clanking on the floor. I don’t think I’d realised before, but I’m wearing black almost medical scrubs kind of clothing along with a pair of black boots. They fit well. How did I not notice this. Or did I? Can’t remember. My head starts spinning again and I grab onto the door handle. Push it down and let my body go with the swing of the door. At the edge of the room is a bed, a white sheet covering a body like shape. A red puddle in the middle, with splatters on the floor.

“I told you to stay in your room, Mary. We don’t want you getting hurt.”

I jumped, nearly falling over. Abe was standing right behind me.

 

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Took about 15 minutes to write this. Not thinking about it, just writing what comes to me. I really want to see how long it takes for me to run out of ideas. Don’t have a clue how long it will be when it’s finished. 

Thanks for Reading, 

Ashley.

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Part 2

Read Part 1 HERE

What’s going on. The only thing that I wanted to ask, but couldn’t. The man had walked into the room. Long parka coat. Scruffy beard. Cap on, hanging low and covering his eyes. His voice was kind, and not intimidating.

“How you feeling?”

I scrunch my body up to the wall behind me. This isn’t happening. I’m on the plane. Fell asleep during the flight and this is the dream. My head starts aching. You can’t feel pain in a dream. That’s what they say. Maybe their wrong. Who even told me that. Can’t remember. This isn’t happening.

“Don’t do that. Lay still. You’ve hurt your head.”

Something in his voice made me think he wants to help me. I did as he said, positioned myself so I was comfortable and didn’t move. He places his hand on my shoulder.

“You’ll be alright in a couple of days. Something must have hit you pretty hard. Can you remember what happened at all?”

I couldn’t exactly. It was a bit fuzzy. I was on a plane. It started shaking. Things were flying. That’s it. I think my eyes were closed.

“I was on a plane,” I tell him. “I don’t remember much else.”

“That’s alright. At least you remember that. Just wanted to make sure your head is still working.” He laughed a little.

There is a little room on the edge of the bed, he sits down and smiles at me. Normally I would find this annoying and would try to get him to leave, but right now it’s comforting.

“Where am I?”

He laughs again. Such a nice laugh. “I suppose I should tell you that. Kind of hard to believe that I forgot. You’re on my boat. Delivery boat. I’m the captain. Call me Abe. We were on out way away from Britain and someone spotted the plane going down. No idea why. Was told one of the wings burst into flames and then it started to fall apart. Falling down into the sea. We knew we had to do something. I remember leaning over the side, watching it. I was stunned. Didn’t know what to do. How to react. Luckily others were faster than me and got out lifeboats to save you. Don’t how many were on the plane but we got as many as we could.”

I couldn’t let him continue without knowing. “Chip. Did you get him?”

“Chip. Ah, young man, wide glasses, skinny, has a stupid hat. Goes by the name Chip. That smile says I’m right. Yeah. He was in the bathroom when it went down. Nearly forgotten, but he got out before it completely submerged. You’re the Mary he was asking about. You can see him in a couple of days. We aren’t exactly a medical ship and he’s stuck on the other side of the ship. And you shouldn’t go walking around yet, we need to keep you in for observation.”

He paused. Everything he said made sense. Muffled screaming.

“What was that?” I asked.

“Some of the other survivors are in real pain. I’ll go and grab the doctor. Don’t try and move. I’ll be back soon. You’re hungry, right?”

***

It took about half an hour to write this. As before I have no idea what I’m going to write before I start. I write around 500 words and just click publish. That’s going to be the way I write the whole of this story, or at least until the ideas stop flowing.

I’m interested to see how long I can keep this up before I run out of ideas. I keep on trying to plot ahead, but whenever my mind starts doing that I stop and think about something else.

Part 3 will be uploaded on Sunday.

Thanks for reading,

Ashley

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Classic Album Review – Linkin Park – Hybrid Theory

I asked for suggestions a couple of days ago for things to write about on this blog. One of the suggestions I got was classic album reviews. I like the idea, and thought I would give it a go. After finishing it, found it harder than I thought. Never done a more detailed review of an album before. I can only get better though. Or I can keep on telling myself that.

Linkin Park

Hybrid Theory

I’m going to start with this album for many reasons. The main one, I love it. It’s one of the albums that got me into music. There are so many high points on this album and it just never really gets old. There aren’t many debut albums that stormed into the world like this one. It’s one of the highest selling debut albums of all time. Worldwide it’s sold 27 million copies. That isn’t what makes it a classic album though.

Songs like Crawling, Papercut and the In The End stand out as the best songs on this album. Papercut starts the album, grabs you in and the rest of the album doesn’t let go. It’s starts out simply, then the guitars and drums kick in. Mike Shinoda raps, then the chorus comes in with Chester Bennington’s screaming vocals on top. Both styles support the other and there isn’t a bad moment in the song. Everything is set up for the rest of the album. I know exactly what I’m getting and I want more.

In The End is my personal favourite. It’s perfect, from the piano riff in the opening. The two different vocals styles blend together flawlessly here. It sounds, epic. There isn’t really another way to describe it. Every time I listen to this song, I’m hooked. From the start until the end. It’s etched into me.

I hear a lot of criticism for this album about how angry it sounds. But that’s the point. It’s one of those albums that gets me out of bad moods whenever I’m in one. The song A Place For My Head is a brilliant example of this. The lyrics are full of hate and anger, but they work. I can relate to them. I’m positive that many others can.

Cure for the Itch is the weakest song on the album. It’s got a good beat, but ultimately very repetitive and just feels like a filler to boost the length of the album. I don’t skip it when I listen to the album, but it does stand out as the weakest on the album.

Everything on this album works. The Music, lyrics, vocals. It all clicks. It’s energetic, aggressive, emotional, and brilliant on every level. If you haven’t heard this album, then you really need to.

Linkin Park will be performing this album in full at Download this year. That shows how the album is still loved nearly 15 years after it was released.

Thanks for reading,

Ashley

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