Monica wrote: Thanks for all the links ;)
Loved this sentence: "Paella!" they answer as one. "We have to go to the Hotel España, best paella in Spain!"
you're welcome, it's NELL who's got a great idea :-)
you found everything in the articles and ..they love Paëlla :-p
i also love the way they protect their family that's why i found lovely when Kelly says ""Freddie's such a big, long boy, like his dad. I'm small and he's half my length already. When I carry him I look as though I'm being attacked by a wee, bald man."
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I was searching the interwebs last night to find the article in newsweek that I saw 8 years ago that got me interested in Travis. I found it on some other site that you have to log in to read so I'll just copy it in to here:
Pouty british bands like Travis are not generally thought of as gutsy or brave. But if you're going to name a song "Why Does It Always Rain on Me?"--not the wimpiest title ever, but not quite alpha male, either--it really has to be good, or you'll spend the rest of your life getting beaten up for it. Of course, Travis's singer is a guy named Fran, and he's probably spent most of his life getting beaten up for that, so maybe he figured, "What the heck?" The song became a hit and now Travis are back, rolling the dice again with their third CD, a lavish, tuneful and bloody frustrating batch called "The Invisible Band." I spent my first time through the CD's 12 songs soaking up all the layers of guitars and banjos and organs, delighting in Fran Healy's lovely voice... and waiting, waiting, waiting for that big, emotional payoff. I enjoyed nearly every note and felt totally unsatisfied.
That's the great thing about CDs, though--you can listen to them more than once. And with each pass, another song on "Invisible Band" offers up a tiny, gorgeous moment. The wall-of-sound opening seconds of "Sing," courtesy of Radiohead super-producer Nigel Godrich. The five bass-drum thuds before the final chorus on the melancholic "Pipe Dreams." Healy's voice stretching this close to the breaking point at the end of the Beatlesy "Flowers in the Window." Travis's intimate craftsmanship is a rarity in rock these days, and the current jones for Brit imports--Coldplay, David Gray, et al.--offers hope that us Yanks won't overlook this gem. You might never shake that hankering for a big moment. But there's plenty of buried treasure on "Invisible Band" --if you've got the patience to dig.
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