Archive for January, 2006

Cuts like a What?

Been enjoying the odd mash-up of styles that is “The Knife” lately. You may be familiar with their “Heartbeats” [MP3] as covered by Jose Gonzalez [MP3], used famously in the Sony Bravia video (if not then definetly check that link out right away! =) Anyway, it’s pretty interesting listening to the synth-y original after hearing the acoustic version in the ad. And the leaked tracks from the new Knife record are pretty sweet too:

The Knife – Silent Shout

The Knife – We Share Our Mother’s Health

Not for everyone perhaps, but if you don’t mind a little weird in your music once in awhile I think you’ll enjoy…

Blinky Blink

Something strangely hypnotizing about this map indicating where visibility is great enough to permit visual flight (as opposed to “Marginal Visual Flight” or “Instrument Flight” only)

12 Crazy Months

Several weeks late, but here it is… A small sample of 2005’s best music, as selected by me. Comments? Queries? Quiests?

British Sea Power – Oh Larsen B

I saw these guys play a concert sometime last summer and it was awesome. I think it was the last show of their tour and they were just going nuts. The stage crew had to stop them from bringing down the lighting rigs at one point. (This was at the Logan Square Auditorium, so it’s not like that would have been the hardest thing in the world to do). I wanted to go right out and get their CD (Open Season) immediately, but one thing led to another and several months later I still didn’t have it. Finally I came across the disc at Laurie’s Planet of Sound and recalled how great the show was. I picked it up and played it as I drove up the Pacific Coast Highway from Los Angeles to San Francisco in October. If there is a more perfect soundtrack for this drive, I’d like to hear it. It’s just sounds big, epic, sweeping. The lyrics are great, too. Take “Oh Larsen B” for instance:

You’re fractured and cold, but your heart is unbroken
My favourite, foremost coastal Antarctic shelf
You had 12,000 years, and now it’s all over
500 billion tonnes of the purest packed ice and snow
Oh Larsen B, oh won’t you fall on me!

Sounds silly, but give it a listen and see if it doesn’t rock!

Patrick Wolf – Wind in the Wires

This is the second album from Patrick Wolf, and it’s one of those things that I kind of knew I’d like before I even listened to a single track. The story goes that Patrick Wolf was kind of a weirdo whose first album was totally unhinged and full of angst about his troubled childhood. Somehow in the course of promoting this album, he managed to piss off a lot of people in the London music press and eventually got so sick of the whole scene that he retreated to a little shack on a cliff overlooking the ocean in Cornwall. Here, he single-handedly recorded a series of tracks for his new album, layering dozen of stringed instruments, vocals, and various field recordings on top of electronic percussion and atmospherics. He finally took the whole mess back to London, polished it up and so we arrive at “Wind in the Wires.” It’s definetly a dark album, but not a bleak one, if that distinction makes any sense. I really like the following bit from the title track:

This wild electricity
Made static by industry
Like a bird in an aviary
Singing to the sky
Just singing to be free

This album makes me feel like moving to a little house by the ocean and watching the waves roll in and out.

The Boy Least Likely To – My Tiger My Heart

This is by “The Boy Least Likely To” who are awkwardly named after a Smiths song. Many people have supposed that this song is about Calvin & Hobbes, but this is allegedly not so. It does appear to be about a boy and his stuffed tiger, but let’s just leave it at that. It is a simple and sad song about growing up and leaving behind the things of your childhood. Clearly this has been done before, but it’s done really, really well here. There’s another Boy Least Likely song later in this series that is all kinds of funky with the xylophone and synthesizers but this is just vocals, guitar & bass. And that’s all it needs.

Ben Lee – Whatever It Is

Ok, first things first. I had a lot of doubts about including this particular song from Ben Lee’s 2005 album, “Awake is the New Sleep.” But everyone’s already heard “Catch My Disease,” I figured. Maybe they’d like to hear something new. Something to make them think, “Hey, maybe I should hear the rest of that album!” But of course if you haven’t heard “Catch My Disease,” then my whole thing just kind of falls apart. So if you haven’t heard that song, you’re really making things difficult for me here!! =) Anyhow, maybe I should say something about the song itself. Well, it’s soft and sweet and positive in a way that is maybe a nice change from the first few songs I’ve talked about. It says, “Yes, you can do whatever it is you want to do.”

Silver Jews – Sleeping is the Only Love

David Berman has taken his sweet time putting this album together, and it doesn’t show. I mean that in a good way. Let me explain. Some bands are just supposed to sound sloppy. Silver Jews share a lot of DNA with Pavement, so clearly they are one of these bands. Tanglewood Numbers is a much more accomplished recording than Silver Jews earlier works, but it retains whatever essential sloppyness makes them great. Berman’s lyrics are perfect, as always:

I heard they were taming the shrew
I heard the shrew was you
You might as well say “Fuck me” cause I’m gonna keep on
Keep on loving you”

And also:

I had this friend his name was Marc with a “C”
His sister was like the heat coming off the back of an old TV

Following up on Ben Lee’s self-affirmation, we are now firmly in feel-good territory with Berman’s track. Which is kind of weird, coming from the Jews, but I’m not gonna argue with somebody’s good mood.

Arctic Monkeys – Mardy Bum

Since I placed this song on my list in late December (yes, it has taken me a long time to post this!) the Arctic Monkeys have issued the fastest-selling debut album in the history of England. I’m normally not one to gloat, but having passed on my chance to see Franz Ferdinand play at the Empty Bottle before their ascent to superstardom I feel somewhat justified in a tiny bit of smugness here. (Having seen these guys play to a crowd of about 200 people in SF a few months ago). Anyway, as for the song, there is probably a more polished version of it on their album, but this is the demo that actually came out in 2005, so here it remains. Enjoy the unabashed britpoppery… I know I did!

Ween – Gabrielle

Maybe this is a bif of a cheat, as Ween’s “Shinola Vol. 1″ is actually a collection of previously recorded but unreleased tracks, but technicalities aside, this song kicks. People say this song is a blatant Thin Lizzy homage (which is true), but I say… “Hell yes! And why aren’t the rest of you slackers giving it up for Thin Lizzy?” I’m also fond of the phrase, “The foundation of my malevolence” that comes up pretty early on in here. =)

Jamie Lidell – Multiply

Jamie Lidell has been discussed here before, so I’m not going to spend a lot of time re-hashing what I already said. Let me just say that if this is not one of the best albums of 2005 then something must be wrong with my ears. Just buy it already!

Biirdie – To Know That You Need Me

Biirdie’s been mentioned here before as well, but perhaps I really did not emphasize enough the first time how essential these guys are! People who I dragged to concerts last year know what I’m talking about. The rest of you are gonna have to imagine hearing this song played acoustically by Kala and Jared, as they wander through the 10-odd people who stayed all the way till the end of their set at Martyrs. Like Renton says, “Take the best orgasm you ever had, multiply it by a thousand and you’re still nowhere close.” These guys are both the most underappreciated band of 2005, and my #1. No contest.

The Tears – Two Creatures

People keep waiting for Suede’s Brett Anderson to put out a shitty album, but I don’t think it’s gonna happen. After steering Suede’s last album in an unexpectedly pop/folk direction he’s healed the rift with former Suede guitarist Bernard Butler and it’s like Dog Man Star was yesterday. Clearly both guys are in a happier place now, so don’t go looking for any epic sex/drugs/mindfuck anthems like “The Asphalt World” on here, but if you’re after a song where the vocals and guitar don’t sound totally ridiculous with full string arrangement and chorus behind them, then this is your track.

The Boy Least Likely To – Be Gentle With Me

And we’re back to The Boy Least Likely To again. I think this is a fitting conclusion to the mix. It’s almost insanely twee but I’ll be damned if it doesn’t make me want to dance! A well named album, to be sure.

So this concludes the Best of 2K5 mix. Hope you enjoyed it. I’m already finding stuff I should have included, but in the interest of getting this out the door, and not having to re-order the track numbers in the ID3 tags, I’ve decided it’s finished. Keep watching this space though; more music will surely follow!

Download the whole thing as a ZIP [50MB] (note: this link, and in fact maybe all these links will not be live forever, so grab ‘em now or forever hold your piece!

Tennis Players have Fuzzy Balls

Been listening to some Dead Prez lately, and reading this article about Bush’s “No Child Left Behind” bullshit while listening to They Schools is a great combo. It’s almost as choice as the fact that I was just watching the “Yvan Eht Nioj / Party Posse” episode of The Simpsons tonight, and there are fucking Annapolis commericials on during it! Oh, America… You and your cruel irony!

By the way… FREE BONUS! ACT NOW & YOU CAN DOWNLOAD ANOTHER DEAD PREZ TRACK FOR FREE FREE FREE! (or you can send me $5 and I’ll “convert” it to a ringtone for you =) OPERATORS ARE STANDING BY!

Know Your Enemy

The Power of Four

(via hyperbolation)

four jobs i’ve had in my life:

  1. Nordic Track Salesperson
  2. Internet Cafe “Explorer Guide”
  3. Whatever the masculine form of “barista” is
  4. Web application programming

four movies i can watch over and over:

  1. Dazed and Confused
  2. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
  3. 2001
  4. The Big Lebowski

four places i have lived:

  1. Riverside, IL
  2. Evanston, IL
  3. Chicago, IL
  4. Oakland, CA

four tv shows i love to watch:

  1. The Simpsons
  2. Futurama
  3. Beavis and Butthead
  4. Ren and Stimpy

four places i’ve been on vacation:

  1. Cayman Islands
  2. Albuquerque, NM
  3. Ludington, MI
  4. Wisconsin Dells, WI

four websites i visit daily:

  1. achewood
  2. del.icio.us
  3. php.net
  4. boingboing

four of my favorite foods:

  1. iced tea
  2. pizza
  3. carnitas
  4. tuna

four places i would rather be right now:

  1. chicago
  2. cayman islands
  3. outer space
  4. the forest

four bloggers i am tagging:

The buck stops here.

The only hardcore animal

LOL… This is great:

“One could easily cheer for that sad bird on the left; staring balefully out at you as he charges into a battle he knows he will almost certainly lose, but which he must fight nonetheless. The bird on the right, however, is a hateful creature; an overprivileged bully who looks genuinely outraged that any weaklings would contest his Rule By Force.”

Read more…

Formerly Known As…

Here is the Prince song about how “no member of the animal kingdom nurses past maturity.” It is an odd one, but worth it if only for Prince’s declaration that he “[don't eat no] funky, funky bleu cheese!!” in the last chorus. Also, just out of respect for Prince, I’m including a couple more songs from the same disc, which is pretty much the most underappreciated thing he’s ever recorded. I guess that’s what happens when you release a CD as a special bonus 4th disc in a triple album, which is only included if you order said album direct from The Artist’s website =) So anyway, here are:

The Truth

and

The Other Side of the Pillow

Getting Ink Done

Check out Gallery 9 here. It is a whole arm of Miyazaki-themed tattoos!

(via here, via here.)

Exercise your freedom / Exorcise those demons

Another guy who can write some pretty long but captivating essays is Paul Graham. His latest is “How To Do What You Love” and while there are certainly some ideas in there that you’ve heard before, it’s still worth a read, I think.

Don’t decide too soon. Kids who know early what they want to do seem impressive, as if they got the answer to some math question before the other kids. They have an answer, certainly, but odds are it’s wrong.

A friend of mine who is a quite successful doctor complains constantly about her job. When people applying to medical school ask her for advice, she wants to shake them and yell “Don’t do it!” (But she never does.) How did she get into this fix? In high school she already wanted to be a doctor. And she is so ambitious and determined that she overcame every obstacle along the way– including, unfortunately, not liking it.

Now she has a life chosen for her by a high-school kid.

And so on… Enjoy!

Update: Here’s some music you can listen to whilst reading: Divine Comedy – Love What You Do

The Bride Stripped Bare by her Bachelors

Fuck, has it been a year? I posted part 1 and part 2 of my grand survey of 20th century history in December 2004 and it’s been gathering moss ever since. And that is just inexcusable! Particularly as I was just getting to the good part. Well 2005 was a crazy-ass year for me, so you’ll have to just accept my apologies and so let’s get on with it.

To recap, the US kicked ass in WWII, after which Eisenhower was all, “Being at war certainly helped our economy, but DO NOT LET GOVERNMENT OR PRIVATE INTERESTS PUT THE COUNTRY ON A PERMANANT WAR FOOTING. THAT WOULD TOTALLY SUCK!” in his farewell address. I put this in all caps so you can appreciate the irony (is this a proper use of “irony?”) of everything that comes after. Right, so pretty much right after the whole “look the fuck out for the military-industrial complex” speech, we got down to the serious business of building the military-industrial complex. Basically the goal of all this was to justify the continued expenditure of government (i.e. tax, i.e. *your*) money on defense spending, by selling the American people on a series of exaggerated threats to their safety and freedom.

Problem was, all these threats were scary for a moment, but when most Americans really stopped and thought things over for a minute, they realized, “Hey, this is a load of BS. Things are pretty sweet for me right now what with the war being over and having a good job and everything, and there’s no reason that we can’t co-exist peacefully with the Soviets or whoever.” And their kids! Holy Jesus, here were a bunch of ungrateful, disrespectful little brats. Not only did they want to live peacefully with the Soviets and the Chinese, but they wanted equal rights for women and African-Americans too!

Anyway, the establishment and the youth movement had this epic pissing match in the 60’s and by the time of the 1968 presidential campaign, things were getting pretty ridiculous. There was a incumbent democrat in the White House (LBJ) who got shafted by his own party because he was not acting quickly enough to end the war in Vietnam, and some pretty revolutionary folks were fighting to succede him. It’s not really important who these people were (Robert Kennedy and Eugene McCarthy) but let’s just say, they were way more in tune with what was happening on college campuses and in cities across the country than LBJ and Nixon and a lot of other career politicians.

Now, had either RFK or McCarthy managed to get nominated as the Democratic canditate in 68, it’s pretty likely that they would have just walked away with the election. Nixon was still pretty much a big joke at this point, and all the other Democratic candidates were even bigger jokes. (Now when I say joke, I mean basically a guy who nobody can really get excited about or hold an opinion on. Professional baby-kissers basically.) But herein lies the problem. Getting elected might have been all about excitement and ideology, but getting nominated was most definetly still a big back-scratching circle-jerk. So the democrats, who had all the force of youth and change on their side ended up nominating this utterly forgettable fat fuck named Hubert (seriously!) H. Humphrey, primarily because he knew the right higher-ups (i.e. Richard J. Daley, et al.) Adding injury to insult, the Chicago Police beat the shit out of a lot of kids at the Democratic Convention and so many people got so disillusioned with the whole political process that Nixon coasted to victory.

The ‘68 election has served as the blueprint for the rest of the century. Those in positions of power have done everything possible to foster the sense of disgust that so many young Americans began to feel with politics after the fiasco of ‘68, and youth voter turnout has been abysmal ever since. Simultaneously, the government has monkeyed around with interest rates and other banking policies in such a way the complacency of the middle class has been rewarded in previously unimaginable magnitudes.

These two trends are strongly synergistic because the increased affluence of the middle class has been catered to by a pervasive advertising industry that at this point basically operates on the formula (sex=youth=sales=good). People are persuaded that the highest good is to remain youthful and vital, and that these qualities are for sale. Further, they are encouraged to draw the related conclusion that (politics=old=boring=bad). Adolescence is prolonged well beyond age 20 and even 30 (which is the new 20, after all) and along with it, the distaste for political involvement.

This brings us pretty much up through the 90’s and today. Many people have pretty much the same feeling about politics at present as they do about the weather i.e. “Hm, all this rain sucks, but what are ya gonna do?” Now, obviously all this is wildly subjective and there are plenty of politically active young people out there who totally debunk my theory, but I guess what I’m trying to get at here is how things are set up to prevent these people from getting a word in edgewise between Lexus commericials.

What I am *not* saying is that people should “just grow up” or that remaining youthful is an unrewarding pursuit. My point is that an even sexier, *more* vital and lasting form of youth is possible, but it is not the youth of the 9-year-old, who is unaware the forces that direct his life or the youth of the 15-year-old who is overwhelmed by them. It is the youth of the 26-year-old who is just beginning to discover that the most important power shaping her life is that of her own free will. It may not be as exuberant an expression of youth as the others, but it’s the one that’s best suited to fight the forces of old and evil, and from the looks of things, there’s going to be one hell of a battle; Fear vs. Freedom, Sober vs. Enthused, Copyright vs. Creativity, Closed vs. Open, Sick vs. Healthy, War vs. Peace. Yeah it sounds heavy, but just keep in mind what’s really at stake. You’ve heard this before, but I think it bears repeating: “You’ve gotta fight… for your right… to party!”




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