opportunity to cry - willie nelson

i guess we're all a little sadder than we thought.

i may be in love with both of these people. also, this is a favorite song of my life. well, there it is i guess. surprised i didn't go sadder. i got the sads real bad.

you really got a hold on me - zooey deschanel + m. ward

I saw American Hardcore some time ago with a few unlikely punk fans and remember walking away from the show a little sad that I hadn't heard Bad Brains til right then. I never really did much to cure all that sad until my beekeeper reminded me of them recently. Oddly enough, here's the first thing I found while acquainting myself with them. Here's to versatility...

Bad Brains - Jah Love

i like this song. i really do, but i'm posting it here because i can't stop thinking about this scene from the movie. i feel like crying about it, wet-faced and red.

jim james & calexico - goin to acapulco

resolve.

l'arena - ennio morricone

dear prudence - the beatles

the girl gave my this on a thing and now it's a ghost up where the things i think are thunk.

first, as it was written and performed by tw on frank's wild years.

second, as it was used in the second season.

this was first season.

the blind boys of alabama - way down in the hole

Tom Waits - Way Down In The Hole

Hey Rex, which came first this one or the one on that tv show you like (liked?) so much?

promised

fender stratocaster - jonathan richman

our swinging pad - jonathan richman

I really hope you don't hate this.

The B-52's - Dance This Mess Around

i jus' got my tickets to jonathan richman next month. if i could, i'd post 16 songs here, but i can't. here's two that i like. maybe next post is jonathan richman too. hmm... likely.

jonathan richman - my jeans

always impressed with his observational song topics. and the song itself is rather grand.

and to balance, a cover

jonathan richman - satisfied mind

I'm going to say that Rubber Soul is my favorite Beatles album. That's subject to change, mind you, but it's how I feel today. As I listened to it this morning I realized how apt to the day the album is. At whatever phase your relationship (or lack thereof) may be, you can find a song that pinpoints the hysteria you're feeling.

Happy Day babies.

little brother (electric) - grizzly bear

many thanks, 1.618. crosswinds.

'08 is starting out on the right foot with a new Destroyer release. Fairly new to me though, is some recently discovered lo-fi bits from his younger destroyer days.

Destroyer versus McCarthyism

couldn't resist another track from the dirty projectors latest. the titular:

rise above - the dirty projectors

much to swoonover (sic)

oh, i'm a goner.

neutral milk hotel - in the aeroplane over the sea

A few times as I've listened to this I've thought about getting into the grove, boy, you gotta prove, your love to me. Thing is, everyone finds music stimulating for their own reasons I'd be damned not to call the blogauthors of this space suckers for nostalgia. This song touches the part of me that wishes for a life I never actually lived. Waking up to full artistic consciousness at a time when perms and exercising to vhs tapes were wholly unironic.

Glass Candy - Beatific

フジヤマアタック - guitar wolf

likely i'll be posting songs from my running mix for the next few months. this track here will sure get your stems shaking.

Rex and I had a conversation about change earlier this night. Cliche as it might be to do so, the onset of a new year really is a great time to take inventory with yourself. I'm prone to day dreaming, and so, I find myself usually wondering what great or terrible thing will happen in the new year to turn my life on its side and spill everything out, leaving me to once again re-tool and re-tile what I thought I'd already locked up. With as much ass as my life may kick right now, I can't (shouldn't) allow myself to lose the sometimes biting realities that led me to recognize and appreciate the very comfortable spot I'm in today. And to hope for a few more of them.

A hopeful song. Happy 08.

The Beach Boys - That's Not Me

in church - m83

Have you guys ever heard of the Holy Ghost? That's who picked the song for this post. I'm not kidding. I wish I could explain to you what just happened to me and to the post I spent the last like 14 hours plotting, then pretty much tossed out with my wilted, rotty flowers. Deeper forces are at work here guys. Call me if you want to hear the story. I am (admittedly) being melodramatic, but still, it's weird.

Gang of Four - Cheeseburger

my french lessons have been woefully infrequent of late. this song and françoise perched on that 500-4 serve evidence of my neglect. please forgive.

le crabe - françoise hardy

Dude, OJ.

Orange Juice - Rip It Up

daft punk - robot rock_oh yeah

at 2:28, vanity drops like rock sacks and everybody shoots rocket fuel out their feet. scales fly out from underlids and gathering blurs bright becoming; repentance, salvation, flaming tongues of grace. oh, how great a debtor i am constrained to be.

Lynn Williams - Don't Be Surprised

Woot woot for true love. And for the accompanying slow divorce from reality that seems, inevitably, to follow.

A Number of Names - Shari Vari

The greatest thing to happen in the year 1981 was me. The second greatest thing to happen in 1981 is this song by Detroit (that's right, Detroit) underground party heroes, A Number of Names. I might have that order mixed up, but I don't think I do.

unsatisfied classical guitar wunderkind and aspiring bluesman, ralph macchio, attempts to win back the soul of old willie brown, foolishly traded away long ago down at the crossroads. if ralph wins this guitar battle in hell against steve vai, willie's soul is free, if he loses, satan keeps willie's AND ralph's souls. good grief! let's watch:

it was sorta like leaning into a tornado. no talk, no checks, no encore. just 25 solid minutes of furious, bone-bending rock & roll. if you can, you won't regret it.

my favorite from blood visions

my shadow - jay reatard

and this because it destroys

wounded - jay reatard

I've been in love with this for a while. The band (or dude...or whatever) is Ola Podrida. It's directed by a guy who made a movie called The Guatemalan Handshake, which I'm pretty sure I need to see.

He's thinking about eating a chicken wing.

There isn't any around yet, but I don't mind.

Yoko Ono - Listen, The Snow Is Falling

Halloween. I mean, what's not to love? Right? What other time of the year can you drape your body in something totally offensive (twin towers) or sexy (slutty twin towers?) and not be persecuted, or even prosecuted, for your efforts? I really feel like Halloween affords us all of the personal freedoms our forebears fought so maniacally to achieve. I think this song reflects a few more of those personal liberties we should really pause to appreciate and reflect upon this Halloween season. Namely the right to bear arms and the freedom to worship however you choose...

Satan's Joystick - Pumpkin Pie

the witch - the sonics

i know so many of those. good grief.

(hoon and me are seeing daft punk this wkned)

Creeps...

Sparklehorse - Dog Door

paris 1919 - john cale

hoon claimed she was going to post a john cale about a ghost, but she dragged her feets too long and now i'm posting this john cale about a ghost. oh hoon.

the zombies - the way i feel inside

october is upon us.

Say what you will about Wes Anderson...



He has a knack for soundtracking. This is a song from the short Hotel Chevalier. I love this video for two reasons. 1- The cut-away silhouettes of subathers. 2- The hip kids expressions (specifically the dark haired one in the back who's all whoa).

a fistful of dollars (theme) - ennio morricone

last week, a fellow i know reminded me of the importance of selling the third act. this theme sells it as much as anything i could think. while on the topic of westerns, i reckon we ought to set here a while.

see also for reference.

I rediscovered these songs on a lucky shuffle the other day. They sort of bolstered my desire to learn appreciation for westerns as a genre. They sound sinister and I'm alright with that.

Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan - Ramblin' Man

Isobel Campbell and Mark Lanegan - Deus Ex Libi

battles - ddiamondd

blogmate hoon (whose internets are down and cannot post) and me are going down to lv next month to see daft punk, but battles will also be there and i'm nearly as excited about that. i've heard good things about their drumming live and i think you will all agree that watching a good drummer is the best thing about things (besides daft punk).

gimme gimme - the dirty projectors

went to see YACHT at the place tonight and got m'bones busted by this quart. i read some more about it since i'm home and their new ablum was based on black flag's damaged which i find fine.

then a girl i know said geez louise, which is my favorite

and i bought a bow (archery)

whoa, put the brakes, triple dip.

let's all just relax a bit with the opener from beard of stars. i realized the other morning that this is the soundtrack to me waking up.

prelude - t.rex

while we're here, let's just ease into track two, shall we?

a day laye - t.rex

ah, that's that then.

I picked up the new Caribou album, Andorra, about a week ago and it's all I've listened to ever since. I wish I were in the mood to use all of the glowing adjectives that other blogs use to describe the music you're about to hear, but in pure documentary form, I'll just give you the facts and let you decide on your own that you won't be able to live without this album either.

Caribou - Sandy

I've never really been sure if ELO was serious or not. I guess I'd still love them either way.

Electric Light Orchestra - Jungle

This is St. Vincent. She and I are kind of like hair-twins almost.

St. Vincent - Bang Bang (live)

so, i've been thinking a lot lately about becoming king of the world.

some good ideas:

the jackpots - king of the world

hoon will be back soon, i promise.

more jay lindsey with alix brown of the lids. more of this to be sought.

angry angles - she's dead

angry angles - you lied

I'm off to SD, CA. Happy shark week everyone.

Yeasayer - 2080

Yeasayer - Sunrise

serge gainsbourg et jane birkin - la décadanse

Today marks the first birthday of this little blog-baby Terrence and I have raised. Parents often have fascinating "first date" stories, and we are no exception. Danko Jones (a performer once described to me as "what it would be like if the WWF made music together") played a big role in getting us where we are today. So happy birthday little blog-baby. Here's a lullaby or two for you...

Danko Jones - Baby Hates Me

Danko Jones - Lovercall

sountrack to a good saturday.

landslide baby (demo) - beulah

Terrence and I had a discussion on the way home from watching the rat movie the other night about taste and how it might manifest itself through different generations. I posited that a good DJ in the late 70's was probably at the taste-maker level that a well respected blogger would be at these days. All the while I thought about my own pop and his days as "Rockin' Ron Erickson", a shaggy-headed, flannel-shirted, late 70's DJ in Seattle. He recently found some audio from his days in DJ booth and after 26 years of hearing all the stories, I actually got to hear Rockin' Ron himself. And now, so do you.

So, we have a sort of unwitting guest blogger on this little site today...my dad.

Rockin' Ron Erickson doesn't want to be lonely, and dedicates to us, Elton John's Don't Let The Sun Go Down On Me.

Ps...That song really was his choice for the blog and I'd personally like to give him a thumb's up for chosing the most triumphant sounding song ever.

someone was mad-bouthing wings just now and i wanted to say no. one of some favorites.

paul mccartney and wings - maybe i'm amazed

Today is the day we celebrate our Independence Day! My neighbors have chosen to celebrate by hiring a mariachi band for their family gathering. That's a picture I snapped of them right there. Me, on the other hand...I'm on my way to a bbq.

Brazos - Feeding Frenzy