Hello, hola, bonjour, and all that. Welcome to fuckmeitsmiatea, the blog and portfolio of Maria Turauskis AKA MiaTea. This page focuses on my music writing, with articles, reviews and interviews. The work here is mixture of occasional stuff specifically for this blog, as well as items from the five publications I currently write for: www.morethanthemusic.co.uk, www.thegirlsare.com, www.godisinthetvzine.co.uk, whenthegramophonerings.com and www.herecomeseveryone.org. I also have a twitter account, fuckmeitsmiatea, which you should also check out, or you could contact me directly at mariaturauskis@hotmail.co.uk.

Monday, 21 March 2011

HERE COMES EVERYONE POST: Singles of the Week (Best and Worst)

Good Stuff Released 21st March 2011
Eliza Doolittle – “Mr. Medicine” (Parlophone)

I could take or leave a lot of Eliza Doolittle’s previous releases – they were certainly pleasant enough, but there were no remarkable elements within her song writing, instrumentation or vocal abilities. I have really warmed to “Mr. Medicine” however, perhaps because this song has a slightly more contemplative, sober element to its lyrics. The melody is appealing and catchy, and Doolittle’s vocals are clearly accomplished and well captured throughout.



Friends – “Friend Crush” (Lucky Number)
Yet another fantastic band from Brooklyn, Friends have an irritatingly un-googlable name, and even more irritatingly, they only formed 6 months ago and they already have a single out. Phah, eh? This single is excellent though, with African inspired rhythms, rich, effect-laden, ethereal female vocals, underwater guitar sounds and a lo-fi vibe. Friends have an infectiously cool aura about their kooky-pop music, which is warm, friendly and measured. With hints of The Tom Tom Club and cute, self-conscious lyrics, this single deserves a lot of attention.

Friends - Friend Crush by LuckyNumberMusic

Bad Stuff Released 21st March 2011
Usher – “Hey Daddy (Daddy’s Home)” (LaFace)

Ah Usher - filling a million women’s ears with lyrics based around phrases muttered during drunken foreplay. I have never been a big fan of the usage of ‘Daddy’ as a sexual term, and throughout this track Usher manages to solidify any feelings about the term being a bit dirty and messed up perfectly. In Usher’s world, EVERYTHING is related to sex, not just relationships or women generally, but mundane things like work, a hotel lobby, collecting a package, sitting on a chair… its all fucking filth to him. So with this single expect a gross amount of moist lips and ladies bottoms, coupled with the words flexing, sexing, loving, hot, ladies and work-it. I mean seriously – who the fuck does Usher think he is, the sex messiah? Like most ladies-men, he is so intensely arrogant and self-involved I doubt he could ever truly satisfy a woman, inside the bedroom or otherwise.


See this post at HCE at http://www.herecomeseveryone.org/_blog/journal.php?id=242