Monday, July 14, 2008

Set the DeLorean for 1993

I graduated from college in May of 1993. It was sort of a tough year to find a job, but I lucked out and made my own luck.

About 4 years later I was in Pensacola at my local record/CD store, and I was looking for the new Dinosaur Jr. CD. Plus, I was picking up some used stuff - they had some of The Fluid’s single CDs that came off of their 1993 release, “Purplemetalflakemusic.” I told the girl at the counter that I wanted the new Dinosaur Jr. CD (she had to get it out of the glass case for me. This was a record store that specialized in punk and alternative music, but carried everything). I stated that I hoped the new one was as good as 1993’s “Where You Been?”

She said, “Yeah, it sure would be great if we could have another year like 1993, there was a lot of good music released that year.”

I’ve been thinking about that for 12 years now. So this morning, with a cup of coffee in hand, I retreated to the basement and began rifling through all of my CDs and records to see if that was true. Sure enough, here are some examples to hold that up:

Uncle Tupelo – Anodyne

The final release before these guys broke up. Enough has been written about Uncle Tupelo that I don’t really need to go into it here. This is my favorite release by them. Sure, I have songs that I like more on their other albums, but overall this is an amazing album, recorded live in the studio. It starts off with the mellow “Slate”, and then moves into the upbeat “Acuff Rose” (the dynamics of this song are especially great in live setting. I saw them in the small Maintenance Shop at Iowa State University and the instruments are all acoustic except for the bass. It’s a very raucous song, just check out this clip when Tweedy does it solo. Listen to the crowd.)









Afterwards, it kicks into some more rocking tunes before mellowing out with the title track. The entire album is fantastic. Every song is great. Definitely a good way to go out on a good note.

Afghan Whigs – Gentleman

If you’re in your twenties, are into substance abuse (the legal and illegal kind) and bad relationships, do I have a record for you. Sort of a concept album about the above, including going to support group meetings to possibly meet women, this was, to me, the Afghan Whigs' transition album from Sub Pop grunge band into the soul-influenced rock band they would become and then later when Dulli would take that even further with the Twilight Singers. The lyrics here are just plain killer. Even Dulli had to get someone else to sing “My Curse” because he couldn’t sing it without breaking down crying. My favorite tunes are “What Jail Is Like” (helluva description for a relationship) and “When We Two Parted” (You’re saying that the victim never wants it to end, good, I get to dress up and play the assassin again, it’s my favorite, it’s got personality). Click on the band's name above to read a kickass review and see some videos from this album.

Dinosaur Jr. – Where You Been

A lot of people rave about the earlier DJ albums with Lou Barlowe on them, like Bug. Me, I picked up some singles, but my love affair with Dinosaur Jr started with Green Mind. Then Where You Been came out and it changed everything. The whole alternative rock movement was in full swing and J Mascis and his band actually had a hit with “Start Choppin’” with its cool playful guitar riff, vocals that sounded like J had a bag of broken glass in his throat (I was actually playing a CD called Martin and Me by J Mascis at my house back in ’98 and my wife said, “This guy sounds like he belongs in a gas station, not on a CD”) and a catchy, rockin’ chorus. I think every song on here is great except for “Not the Same” which kind of has the same things I dislike about Neil Young’s “A Man Needs a Maid” – shrilly high vocals and timpani. Keep the fucking timpani out of rock music, please.

Cracker – Kerosene Hat

Cracker is one of those “clever” bands that I never really wanted to like, but something about what they do gels with my personality and I can’t help myself. I feel the same about the first two Oasis albums. Don’t want to like them, but don’t have a choice. It’s the music that’s making me do it, folks.

Kerosene Hat contains “Low”, which in my opinion, is just okay, and in fact, I usually change the channel on the (radio, TV, internet, etc) when it comes on. I love the title track with its goofy wordplay and downer feel, and the blues/slow tune “Take Me Down to the Infirmary” probably for the same downer feel. The cover of the Grateful Dead’s “Loser” is awesome, and “Eurotrash Girl” (hidden track #69 on the CD) is, in my opinion, an updated version of Three Dog Night’s “Never Been to Spain”. Really. Play them side-by-side and tell me you can’t see the influence there. There are also some decent mid-tempo rockers on here including “Sick of Goodbyes” and “I Want Everything”.











The Fluid – Purplemetalflakemusic

When Nirvana got big in 1992, it ended the era of hair metal, and pretty much all the crap metal that was going on at the time. Don’t get me wrong, I still like some metal, but there was a lot of really bad stuff coming out there in the end that if it came out today…the stupid white trash of this country would still eat it up. Okay, sorry, that was totally uncalled for. But Trixter? Firehouse? Gimme a break!

The thing I didn’t understand was a band like The Fluid should have soothed all those metal dude’s hurt feelings. Purplemetalflakemusic is the proof. This album has great heavy drumming, two guitars played through Mesa-Boogie stacks, and a kickass bass player laying down ominous low-tones. Some of the songs pulled influences from old-time rock and roll, though, with the backing “la-las” only sung by masculine men. Check out “My Kind”. The production on this album is awesome. Total WALL OF HEAVINESS coming down from the instruments.

Both “My Kind” and “7/14” are my favorites here, but the entire album has to be experienced from beginning to end to truly appreciate it. I could be wrong, though. Get the CD for the kickass purple metal flake sticker.

Prisonshake – The Roaring Third

Okay, here’s an album that I think you have to get by importing it. Kinda “pompous rock critic” of me to bring it up, I know, but this album rules. The song “2 Sisters” was on a compilation CD I got of a whole bunch of singles released in 1993, so I sought out the album. “Hurry” off this album, is top 5 all time for me. In one line, it sorta sums up this site to me: Hate to write, love to drink, hate being drunk, love haven written. If that makes any sense to you at all I’d have no choice but to say I failed…

Only one bad song is on this album, in my opinion; “Asiento”. Too loud and noisy. Lots of good guitar interplay on these songs. Some are stonesish, but it’s definitely a rock and roll album.

Cheap Trick – Budokan II

I am totally breaking the rules here. Cheap Trick at Budokan is still an album that I listen to, and it came out in 1977 when I was 9 years old. However, that album only had about half the concert on it. So in 1993, Cheap Trick released the rest as Budokan II. Both these albums pull from their first three full releases, and one song, “Can’t Hold On” was only available on their Found All the Parts EP, which is an import. At least 3 songs on here are about suicide, and I’d have to say if you want a suicide song, Cheap Trick does them the best (“Auf Wiedersehen”). These two albums have since been thrown together into the correct order they were played that night in Tokyo. I don’t have it.

Other honorable mentions:

Teenage Fanclub – Thirteen
Rocket from the Crypt – Circa Now
Dwarves – Sugarfix

The 1993 Playlist

7/14 – The Fluid
Gone to the Moon - Fastbacks
Start Choppin’ – Dinosaur Jr.
That was the Greatest Song – The Pooh Sticks
Hurry – Prisonshake
Last Dance with Mary Jane – Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Pickin’ Flowers For – Best Kissers in the World
Chickamauga – Uncle Tupelo
Perfectly Good Guitar – John Hiatt
Gene Clark – Teenage Fanclub
Between You and Me Kid – Mudhoney
Dissident – Pearl Jam
Stadium – Monster Magnet
Ditch Digger – Rocket from the Crypt
Serve the Servants – Nirvana
Divine Hammer – The Breeders
What Jail is Like – Afghan Whigs
Missed – PJ Harvey
Don’t Tear Me Up – Mick Jagger
Auf Wiedersehen – Cheap Trick

Friday, July 11, 2008

desolation boulevard? sensation boulevard!: glitter city party time!



(the ark, one of us is gonna die young)

hello, mes petits party animals. i hope you've got your platform boots handy.
you see, i understand. i know. sometimes, you want to get it on old school dance party style, and i can totally respect that. i have even, on occasion (usually after-three-vodka-tonic type occasions) been known to partake of such festivities.
on the other hand, sometimes you want to party like a strung-out glitter kid, and this is the kind of party that i'm here to help you get started. in a world full of partiers (party-ers?), it takes all kinds to well and truly hoover up giant piles of illegal substances.
glam, as a reactionary movement coming out of the super-earthy sixties, was (and remains) a celluloid dream of space travel, science fiction, futurism, glitter, sex, drugs and really fantastic shoes. in other words, glam is just like my life. (by the way? if you're in los angeles this weekend, please go to this, and then tell me about it. i'm really curious.)
so, i've put together a little bit of a beginner's playlist to underscore your sexually ambiguous romps this weekend - or any weekend you may feel the urge. some of these are, uh, glitter anthems, if you will. you and your skinny, skinny coked out friends will be able to shout along with them.
others are maybe less classic, but no less glamorous. (or is it necessarily glamourous in this context?)
for your listening pleasure, may i suggest:

young americans • david bowie
virginia plain • roxy music
jeepster • t. rex
filthy/gorgeous • scissor sisters
clamour for glamour • the ark
let's get physical • goldfrapp
lust for life • iggy pop
bang a gong (get it on) • t. rex
walk on the wild side • lou reed
jean genie • david bowie
lollipop • mika
black betty • ram jam
ballroom blitz • sweet
friday night • the darkness
good old fashioned lover boy • queen

like i said, it's a bit of a beginner's list. there are certainly some glaring glam omissions - but it's a party list, not a genre list - and in terms of getting the party started, i think it'll do just fine. now go feather your hair, strap on some spandex and show me how fabulous you really are.
or, more simply, please to enjoy mika:

Thursday, July 10, 2008

"You bruised up both your knees while rifling through women's jeans"

I discovered Tilly and the Wall one fall night two years ago at Triple Rock Social Club in Minneapolis, home of grime, great rock shows and tater tots. Tilly and the Wall uses a tap dancer in lieu of drums, and as a former dancer myself I have great respect for this. She taps the entire set without missing a beat and it’s an amazing thing to see. It also gives their music a special something that doesn’t compare to anything else I’ve ever heard.

The tapping isn’t just some gimmick though. Tilly and the Wall also have two bad ass female vocalists and catchy melodies. Bottoms of Barrels was their second album, and it’s an album I can listen to beginning to end over and over again. Bad Education, Sing Songs Along and The Freest Man are the standouts. The album is full of dance beats and lots of soul.




Tilly just came out with a new album, o. I’ve only heard the first single, Pot Kettle Black, and it has more of an edgy vibe to it. It actually reminded me of The Sounds, a really great Swedish band who you should also check out.


A funny thing happened that night at Triple Rock, and whenever I hear Tilly I’m reminded of it. As I was enjoying the tapping pleasures of Tilly and the Wall, I needed to take a piss and proceeded to the can. My friend came with and we hogged the handicapped stall since that’s what classy drunk ladies do. We were chatting about how impressed with the show we were and I dropped my drawers and went to sit on the porcelain throne. This is when I realized how in the moment I was because instead of sitting on the toilet like a normal person, I went all the way down and my bare ass slapped the dirty grimy floor of The Rock. We laughed and laughed and laughed and my vagina hasn’t been the same since.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Have mercy on the Devil, He's a friend of mine...

Hip hop is certainly misunderstood and often poorly represented, but no other genre elicits a yucky face more than Metal, unless you are a self-proclaimed "metal head." Metal is like shrimp, y'all: You've got your Goth Metal, Glam Metal, Grunge Metal, Grindcore, New Metal, Thrash Metal, Power Metal, Groove Metal, Speed Metal, Hair Metal, and Stoner Metal. Fuck, there is even something called Folk Metal! (Here, for your listening...something, is Skyforger. I admit, I kinda love it.)

And this doesn't even begin to cover all of the fusion genres: Crustpunk, Grunge, Industrial, Christian Metal, Metalcore, Neo-Classical Metal, and Sludge Metal. Just like any other under-appreciated / overgeneralized genre, metal has its good and its bads.

Metal has also gone under an extreme transformation since it began in the 60s (or, at least, what would be the roots of metal began in the 60s). I mean, would we really call the "hair bands" metal nowadays? No, not really. Which is why they have their own subgenre. It isn't hard to find some amazing metal music now, but it is quite tough to shift through a lot of the shit. Everyone lays claim to the "metal" genre, but there are just as many definitions of that as there are bands. (But that's why we're here...)

I'm sorry, but Creed? SO NOT METAL. Limp Bizkit? Not only NOT METAL, but also sport the worst "weird spelling" (and I'm being nice here) of the word 'biscuit' that I've ever encountered. (Now if only Hanson would attempt it; then I would have a valid reason to initiate Operation Bloodrayne. Oh, it will be so beautiful...)

Ahem.

So, along with my metal-addicted husband, we have created two play lists. One is for those new to the "goat" and in need a little edu-macation, and the other is for the true metal fan that might be looking for some new listens.

So first up, let me present some of my picks for Metal 'Mersion. Disclaimer here: I will say that I am extremely picky about the metal music I listen to; for me, I need some kind of melody or strong note line to follow--not just endless chord pounding, although I do appreciate its unique nature--and I must have technical dexterity. I mean, we must admit that playing metal guitar is a lot like showing off; if you are going down that road anyway, you better fucking mean it, and you better be fucking good. Shred it.

This first play list is a small gathering of very easy-to-listen-to metal-type music--don't expect dragon slaying--but ultimately they are fantastic musicians and worthy of a listen.

Boo's Metal-Lite for the Weak-Kneed:

Dax Riggs (formerly of Acid Bath and a bajillion other projects)
check out: Living is Suicide, from We Only Sing of Blood or Love

Explosions in the Sky
check out: A Poor Man's Memory, from Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die, Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Live Forever

Isis
check out: Backlit, from Panopticon

Life of Agony
check out: Wicked Ways, from Broken Valley

Wolfmother (Oh yeah, I went there.)
check out: Joker & the Thief, from WolfMother

Pelican
check out: Sirius, from The Fire In Our Throats Will Beckon the Thaw

Metallica
check out: One, from ...And Justice For All (I know they are assholes now, but they weren't always, and this is truly an anthem. Those opening lines are just...fantastic. And then they kick your balls in with the build up. Ok, I'm done.)

Between the Buried and Me
check out: Prequel to the Sequel, from Colors (This is my local metal plug. Yay for NC metal boys! And a video to entice. Note the hilarious pop ups from the video's producer. And yes, this is a long ass song, but worth the ticket price--especially the 5:16 mark.)


And now over to the man---the one and only person that could possibly inhabit the same sphere as me for as long as he has--the oil in my truffle, the Trent to my Tori, the Sid to my Nancy; my man: the Mister....

Boo's Metal Husband posting here: Second playlist is for the tried and true, those whose blood is black, those who have seen Slayer on their Seasons in the Abyss tour and ingested a few thousand metal albums! Most of the music is listened to in my studio/woodworking shop and in transit, riding around in the crazy silver she-beast! Enjoy... and please clean up after yourselves.

The Sword: Age of Winters (Kemado Records) evokes the true essence of Black Sabbath, check out "Winters Wolves." Ouch! Listen for the howling... and watch for them on tour with Clutch!

Torche: Meanderthal (Hydrahead Records) This stuff crushes, like Foo Fighters wrestling with Isis. The songs are all over the place but every one is good.

Neurosis: Through Silver in Blood (Relapse Records) and Given to the Rising (Neurot Recordings) these guys are everpresent and constantly revolving in my life... Given is the next step in the hallowed library of music that Neurosis has created and bestowed upon humanity.

The Melvins: Houdini ( Atlantic. 1993) The true alternative are touring again... these muthafukas are badass! And the drumming is phenom... thanks Dale.

Bonnie 'Prince' Billy: new and old, Lie Down In the Light, The Letting Go and I See a Darkness
this man helps to balance all of the seething metal oozing through my veins... this may not be heavy, but it is really fucking heavy!

Acid Bath: Pagan Terrorism Tactics (Rotten Records) You must know all the lyrics of this sick sick sick album for it to work on you! Dax Riggs and Sammy St. Pierre Duet slay with their interlacing vocals.

This playlist is always evolving.... and always heavy.

I wish I was born 20 years earlier... ahhhhh, consumed by distortion. Now back to Boo...


Alright people: Disperse and destroy. Never surrender. And most importantly...

Throw 'em the goat.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

School Ain't Shit, I Read It in a Book

I just wanted to take a moment and point out that as you get to know me, you might say to yourself, "Jez seems to be stuck in some sort of time warp and doesn't talk about any recent music." Well, yeah. Sorry, but I used to buy close to $300-400 worth of music per month when I was a single man, but then I got married, bought a house, and had kids. At the same time as all that schlock was going down, Britney Spears and that band Justin Timberlake was in got popular, and don't even talk about Sugar Ray to me. Sorry, I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but until I discovered the Drive-By Truckers and Slobberbone in 2002, music was pretty much dead to me. I was content to live with the over 1,000 records I had, and over 2,000 CDs in my collection.

Then I got an iPod for Father's Day in 2006. Hello! I started loading on all the CDs I loved, and then I started researching how to transfer my vinyl to digital. You can read more about this project and how I did it in my August 2007 post. Also, I started visiting the kickass collection at my local library and am still gleaning this awesome collection. If you haven't been to your local library, I totally recommend it. It's really something this whole blog is all about - discovering music you only have heard of.

Enough about me! The topic of this blog is actually one of the albums that I converted to mp3s: Rocket From the Crypt's Paint as a Fragrance. The awesome thing about this album is trying to find where one song ends and one begins. I recently listened to this in my normal mode, shuffle, and I can tell you that the quick cuts between songs works no matter the order.

This album is a classic to me on so many levels. Check out that album art - it's fascinating and offensive. How cool is that? Who uses paint as deodorant? I'll tell you who: this guy!

As far as the songs go, it's a pretty noisy album. Granted, it was released in 1991. However, there is some nice guitar weaving, and even some sweet background vocals to counter Speedo's screaming. There are also hooks galore in this, and usually one line that you're going to remember from each song.
This isn't exactly the album you want to put on first thing in the morning. This album is more appropriate for an 18-mile drive back home after a long day, when it's dark. And I'm not necessarily saying after a long day of work, if you get my drift.

The album starts out with what sounds like someone running a dial down the AM band of a radio, stopping briefly to see what is on each station. It finally stops on a station where you hear, "And here's the new one from Rocket From The Crypt!" "French Guy" starts out in that AM mode, then the guy producing the album kicks it into overdrive and decent stereo sound and starts the rock. Line you remember from this song: School ain't shit, I read it in a book. It's true; I know I read the same message scribbled in the margins of a couple of high school text books.



"Basturds" is kind of funny. The singer talks about how when he was a kid, he would say a curse word and he'd feel at least 5 years older, but he didn't realize that saying these bad words would come back to haunt him. The hook in this song is the "Wee-Yoo" background vocals and the great music dynamics, where the wall of sound completely drops out and your left with muted guitar strings.

Rocket From The Crypt is from San Diego. In August 1992, I went on a road trip with a good friend of mine, P-Mart. We ended up in San Diego hanging out with a friend I went to high school with in Germany; Loren. Loren was driving us around, when we came upon the Velvet Touch laundry. There was a cartoonish looking head of a man with the words, "THIS MAN WANTS TO CLEAN YOUR CLOTHES" underneath it. I made the connection between this laundry and the song with the same name immediately. Loren said, "Yeah, they sell t-shirts with that image on it." I had to get one for The Inhuman Eating Machine, as he was the one who introduced me to this album, and was also a fan of wacky t-shirts. I'm still trying to find a t-shirt that says, "I'M THE REASON God made Oklahoma." (In case you didn't know, "You're the Reason God Made Oklahoma" was a country duet sung by David Frizzel and Shelly West in the 80's.)

I'm not that well-versed on RFTC, really. I own this album, and Circa Now. I can recommend the entire Paint as a Fragrance release as well as the following songs from Circa Now:

Ditch Digger - Great riff. Fills my head when I'm getting work done.


Hippy Dippy Do - Jaunty.

Don't Darlene - Short and Rockin'. Noisy.

Sturdy Wrist - "Here he is, I got my sturdy wrist."


Beer recommended with this listening: New Belgium 1554.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Hip hop started out in the heart


C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired

Music is supposed to inspire

How come we ain't gettin' no higher?

Now tell me your philosophy on exactly what an artist should be
Should they be someone with prosperity
and no concept of reality?
-Lauren Hill, "Superstar"

There is no more frustrating, infuriating, upsetting musical genre than hip hop. I firmly believe this to be true. What started out as essentially street poetry has gone through a thousand iterations, become turned and twisted and spun around and knocked up and down, to finally reach the sad state of affairs it's left in today. In truth, though it's certainly had a shorter life than country music, there are many parallels. This may sound strange, especially for you country fans who have nothing but disdain for hip hop. But like country, what started out as basically poor people's music evolved and changed over the decades. What used to be a movement, a message (to borrow a phrase), has become bastardized, drowned out by the commercial, the mindless mass of modern hip hop monsters.

It's why it's not uncommon for people to blatantly state, "I hate rap music," or "all hip hop sucks." In truth, if all you know is what you hear on the radio, well then based on your experience you're probably correct in that assertion. It may sound like reactionary griping, like the old man who's watching modern society pass him by, but the truth is that modern, commercial, radio-friendly hip hop, with a couple of exceptions, is mostly crap. Amateurish, misogynistic, derivative, weakly produced crap. It's developed on the equivalent of a musical assembly line, by predatory producers and executives who prowl cities and audition halls and neighborhoods, looking for someone with the basic abilities and a badass attitude. Those "artists" are paired with a producer or DJ, and a couple of weeks later, the next Li'l Jon or Flo Rida is born.

Six months from now, they will vanish into obscurity. But for six months, another brainless zombie album full of sex, drugs, and violence - bitches, money and guns, if you wish - will be foisted upon us. The music industry feeds on them like wild dogs, and they've somehow convinced people - everyone from urban school kids to suburban white kids to fraternity brothers to the average radio listener - that this is what black music is about, and what's worse, that this is the best hip hop has to offer.

"Man, fuck that shit, I pay my taxes when I'm asked to

I'm not enthusiastic about it, but shit I make it happen
Yeah, it's last minute, but goddammit they cash it

This is fiscal harassment! They keep touching my assets!

Now I imagine I might be feeling different about it
If it was given outright, witnessing it helping somebody

But it just so happens in life, the school district's too crowded

There ain't no teachers in sight, that's why the kids are so rowdy"
-Lyrics Born, "Stop Complaining"
What you hear on the radio is an insult to hip-hop, a slap in the face to Run DMC and KRS-One and everyone who came before or after them. I'm not going to waste your time telling you to go back and find the old-school stuff, because actually much of that music hasn't aged terribly well. Unless you're a real hardcore hip-hop fan, much of it is going to be wasted on you. Hell, I love hip hop and I can't tell you the last time I dusted off an old Eric B and Rakim album. But you don't have to go back 20 years. There's great, moving, intelligent, thought-provoking and fun hip hop coming out all the time. Music that still has something to say, that hasn't been corrupted by fame and fortune, and that you can still shake your goddamn ass to. Good hip hop is sexy, it's smart, it makes you want to dance - and sometimes it makes you want to revolt. It's what we should be asking of all music.

I'm leaving off the likes of Tupac and Biggie and Jay-Z and some others - those are guys who are still popular that actually do have a lot of talent - in favor of some perhaps lesser known, and less divisive, artists. Make no mistake, these folks are artists. Because of the sheer volume of crap out there, it's often thought of as a lazy or simple genre. That couldn't be further from the truth; as writer Ta-Nehisi Coates said recently, "hip-hop is a lot more complicated than rhyming couplets and stolen drum riffs... I would not, from a mere sample of Kenny G or even John Coltrane, make any broad statements about jazz. Those of us who were shaped by hip-hop are only asking the same."

So indulge me for a moment and let me throw together a quick and dirty playlist of modern hip hop that doesn't, well... suck.

Artist Song Title Album
Aceyalone with RJD2 Cornbread, Eddie & Me Magnificent City
Atmosphere Breathing God Loves Ugly
Blackalicious World of Vibrations The Craft
Brother Ali Win Some Lose Some Shadows On The Sun
Bullfrog & Kid Koala Reverse Psychology Bullfrog
Cee-Lo The Art of Noise (with Pharrell) Cee-Lo Green... Is the Soul
The Coup Hip 2 The Skeme Genocide & Juice
Cunninlynguists Caved In feat. Cee-Lo Green A Piece of Strange
Danger Doom Basket Case The Mouse and the Mask
Danger Mouse & Jemini Omega Supreme [DM Remix] Ghetto Pop Life
Dead Prez Police State Lets Get Free
Deux Process Compatibility In Deux Time
Diverse Big Game (feat. Vast Aire) One A.M.
Dr. Octagon Waiting List [DJ Shadow/Automator Mix] Dr. Octagonecologyst
Flipsyde Someday We the People
Ghostface Killah Back Like That (Feat. Ne-Yo) Fishscale
Gift Of Gab Way Of The Light 4th Dimensional Rocketships Going Up
The Goats Hip-Hopola Tricks Of The Shade
Hieroglyphics Chicago Full Circle
King Geedorah Krazy World feat. Gigan Take Me To Your Leader
Latyrx Latyrx The Album
Little Brother Slow It Down (Feat. Darien Brockington) The Minstrel Show
Lyrics Born Callin' Out Later That Day...
Masked Avengers And Maylay Sparks Small Time Thing So Wonderful EP
Mos Def Zimzallabim The New Danger
Mr. SOS Don't Know My Neighbors The Pre-Op
Murs And Slug Present Rick James FELT: A Tribute to Christina Ricci
One Be Lo Sleepwalking feat. Ka Di S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Sage Francis Climb Trees Personal Journals
Tonedeff
Porcelain Archetype



"I want to be free to live, able to have what I need to live

Bring the power back to the street, where the people live
We sick of workin' for crumbs and fillin' up the prisons

Dyin' over money and relyin' on religion for help

We do for self like ants in a colony

Organize the wealth into a socialist economy

A way of life based off the common need
And all my comrades is ready, we just spreadin the seed
-Dead Prez, "Police State"

Go ahead, tell me that's not poetry.

As always, suggestions and recommendations are always welcome.

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Now playing: Dead Prez - You'll Find A Way
via FoxyTunes

Friday, July 4, 2008

Freedom Dance Party Mix: Dance Like the Last 8 Years Didn't Happen

Dance Like No One is Watching
It has been proven that dancing makes you a happier person. Scientifically! Something about jiggling one of the glands in your head, or something. This creates a "good vibes" sensation that is highly beneficial to your mental and physical health. But that is not what matters here.

There is nothing better than going to a party--especially a party where you don't know the host, or most of the people there for that matter--getting tipsy, dancing until you are so sweaty you could grease every Mr. Universe contestant since 1983, and taking home a playmate. (This is merely an opinion. There are many things in the world that are certainly better than this, but for the purposes of this post, we are assuming that indeed, there is nothing better.) I've compiled a playlist of some of my favorite music that makes me wanna move, some that isn't my favorite but that I can groove to, and some that I honestly can't stand in normal situations save for under the influence. But here is the fun part: I'll let you choose your own adventure. (I know, I'm so magnanimous.) So take my categories here, and fill in your own choices in the comments section. It's the best part, after all. The difference between dancing by yourself in your underwear (which is fun, indeed), and dancing with a churning group of people that couldn't stop moving if they wanted to (that is really fun).

Songs to Get Tart-y/Brute to
If we're being honest, we know what trash (coughcoughmadonnacough) we like to listen to in the privacy of our own homes when we are "girlin' out with our clam out" (part copyright Dustin Rowles) or "rockin' with the cock in" (that one's all me); but what about when we are gearing up for a night of hot, sexy, sweaty dancing? These songs should make you feel sexy, fierce (although I hate using that word because of a certain former model turned Oprah-wannabe with an advanced degree in entitlement), and all around bitchin'. Here are my picks; leave yours in the comments, gals and guys.

You Shook Me All Night Long, ACDC: This is my classic choice. It starts off easy but rocking (because god knows you don't want to blow your load too early), and it's about sex. Score.

Chemical Calisthenics, Blackalicious: I dare you--no, I double dare you--to not want to fucking groove to this shit. With timing and beat changes galore, this gets your rhythm receptors at full attention. That, and Blackalicious is just fucking awesome. Clearly, that is the only reason one truly needs.

One Way Or Another, Blondie: Show me a girl that hasn't sung this into her hairbrush while making growly faces in the mirror, and I'll show you a girl that could possibly need a lobotomy. This song is pure feistyness.

Don't Stop, Brazilian Girls: Great beat, easy lyrics that make me want to have sex after I dance to it. Enough said.

Freedom, George Michael: The video has hot supermodels (which admittedly has nothing to do with this choice at all--I just can't help myself from mentioning it every time I think about this song), and it is a great sing-along song for applying mascara--no head banging.

Albums to Drive to
To be sure that we aren't fiddling with our CD/MP3 player while driving, it should be an album choice, rather than individual songs; an album that is rocking but not distracting, and all the songs are decent listening choices so you don't have to make too many changes. (You people that mess with your shit while you're driving? This is for you. It might save your life. Because it will quell my desire to murder you.)

None Shall Pass, Aesop Rock
Only one of the best hiphop albums in the last year. Maybe even the last five years. Crisp, clean, urban, smart, and amazing production.

Kala, M.I.A.
And then we have this album, which is probably the exact opposite of A. Rock's, but just as good. It's sloppy, unintelligible, jungle beat-y, and impossible not to move to.

Sound of Silver, LCD Soundsystem
Ahhhh. This is one of my favorite albums of all time. It is original, mature, smooth electronic punkfunk. It starts out slow...a little slow for comfort...but quickly builds into this undeniably fantastic groove. This is an album you can sink into.

Buena Vista Social Club, Buena Vista Social Club
Sexy sexy Cuban music. Great for feeling hot, especially while driving. It is fantastic music that puts me in a really good mental space (something I find absolutely necessary in order to dance with people I don't know).


The Song to Make an Entrance to
Everyone needs a good entrance; it doesn't have to be your personal anthem or whathaveyou, but it should convey strength, intrigue, and attraction. I like a good, even song that isn't too many BPM, but has just enough attitude to put a little slink in my step.

American Woman, The Guess Who: What can I say, it's America Day!! Happy AMERICA!! And it is also a classic. I'm just a classic kind of girl. You are lucky I'm not pooling from my Southern rock collection right now...

Fever, Peggy Lee: Sultry, smooth, simple. If you can't feel sexy listening to this song, then bless your heart.

Milkshake, Kelis: No, I'm not kidding. It's been long enough that it's cool again. Right?? Pshaw, what am I thinking--of COURSE it's been long enough.
I apologize for nothing!!!

Son of a Preacher Man, Dusty Springfield: Also a classic, but with a bit more flirt.


The Song That Makes You Gasp and Beeline the Dance Floor
Again, this list is totally outing myself from the "uber cool music nerd" group, but I'm totally not caring. At this point, I'll let you decide whether I am drunk posting or not.

Groove is in the Heart, Deee-Lite: I LOVE to dance to this song, and every remix ever made in every bad club I've ever been to. Thank you, Deee-Lite, for ensuring that I will NEVER go to a club and not hear this song.

Heavy Metal Drummer, Wilco: This might not be the classic "Oh my GAH let's go dance NOW!" choice, but for me, it makes me dance. Maybe good associations or something. I'm not willing to explore my psyche any further than that. Who knows what the fuck is down there...

My Sharona, The Knack: Totally embarassing admission--I rocked the Reality Bites soundtrack so much that I physically cannot just sit and listen to this song. My body forces me to get up and dance like a true moron. Leg kicks and all. Gahhh.

Crazy, Gnarls Barkley: Good opening bass + great pace + the word "crazy" said like "cuh-rah-hhhhaaaaaa-zaaaaaay" = WIN!


The Song to Get Sweaty to
Oh man, this so sooooo much fun you guys!@! I think we should' do this more often--oops, sorry about your drink; here, let me find you a paper tow--OH I HAVE TO STAY FOR THIS ONE, SORRY...

Music is My Hot, Hot Sex, CSS (yeah Effina!): I don't CARE that it was on an iPod commerical--I care that it makes me wanna SHAKE IT. WOOOO!

Billie Jean, PYT, or Thriller, Michael Jackson: Do the funny zombie swaying-claw dance! Oh, you know, the one---it's like this...weird pendulum thing! You don't KNOW IT??

Backyard Betty, Spank Rock: Please, do yourself a favor and get his latest album, YoYoYo. You will not regret it. It is soo dirty, y'all! heeee! (Seriously, it is dirty AWESOME.)


The Song to Seduce To
Oooh, hey, look at that dude. Nice shoulders. MMmm. He's turning around, ok, nice ass, good. I'm going in.

Wandering Star, Portishead: I wanna fuck this song. I really do. I've tried. It is what sex sounds like when you write it into a song.

Feed Me, Tricky: Slow and sexy and heavy, but still moves enough to make a dance out of it.

Os Novos Yorkinos, Bebel Gilberto: Think hips, wrists, arms; this Brazilian bitch knows what she is doing. (Bitch in the good way. Just FYI. I don't know how well you know me.)

Slow Like Honey, Fiona Apple: Again, slow and sexy, and all the right words.


The Song That Finds You Screaming Along at the Top of Your Lungs When You've Maybe Had One Too Many
Whew, I need another beer. Oh man, there's nothing but Beam? Shit, alright, well...fuck it, I'm having FUN! (Oh, how those words have come back to haunt me...)

Cherry Pie, Warrant: Ha ha ha!! Oh, I'm such a douchebag. I swear I was not in a sorority. No offense to sororities.

Pour Some Sugar On Me, Def Leoppard: See above.

The Sweater Song, Weezer: See: the last party I was at that ended in a sing-along. A Weezer sing-along. Sometimes I even shock myself.

I Like Big Butts, Sir Mix-a-lot: Everyone knows at least the first ten words. That counts.

Don't Stop Believin', Journey (courtesy of my baby sistaaaar!): I don't get it. It must be a Maryland thing. :)

I Wanna Rock and Roll All Night, Kiss: DUH! I wanna rock and roll all night, too! Sweet! Let's SCREAM IT AS LOUD AS POSSIBLE!!

Ice, Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice (yo yo yo SelfishKitty): Ok, so weird grammar nerd question because I just don't feel like looking it up? What is the correct comma use for this song? Two commas? One comma? NO commas?

I could go on for a while here...


The Song to Make an Exit To
I ahm shmashed!! Caan sumone givvvve me a riiiiiidee? Pleease?Aw mans, thanks mister. Whaat are you, a stunt maan or somethingk? Weeerd.

Love Her Madly, The Doors: "Wanna be her daddy" is just fucking awesome.