I've a sneaking suspicion that I wont be the only person posting this song this week. Hope you had a very merry christmas, audience, and a happy New Years.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
i finished college this morning. i slapped my last ever final in the face of my elderly instructor, pushed in my ear buds and walked out into today's sharp december. dropping away from the curb, this track shuffled up my tunes and it sounded the way i feel.
What blog would be complete without a post about Leonard Cohen? Is there one on here already? I don't even know anymore. At any rate, I think this song is very good. And I think he looks like cool in that picture. I don't know what cool is anymore though, as I was lovingly told by my 16 year old volunteer at work today when I asked her if she'd rather listen to classical, christmas music, or npr.
I know they changed your life. I know they put a bunch of songs on that one movie Scrubsy McGardenstate. I even know that their second album was neatly wrapped poo. AND I know that you were disappointed when you listened to their second album and discovered that it was neatly wrapped poo because their first album really DID change your life and that blow caught you way off-guard. And I know that that scares you, scares you more than you will ever readily admit.
Noah Georgeson seems to be on top of the world these days. And by the world I mean Nevada City, CA. He's lent his name to The Pleased (with co-Californian Joanna Newsome) and a few other Nevada City projects that are beginning to get to gain momentum and spread east. This song comes from his solo effort, and is one of the best things I've heard on the blogs recently.
Friday, November 17, 2006
tonight, the underdog hawks face the cocksure miners in a bitter cross-valley grudge match for the 5A football state championship. it's been years and years since i strode those hallowed halls, but tonight, i'll don the black and silver and revel as the sacred strains of ac/dc shake the sheets at rice-eccles, confident in victory. as you enjoy this vid, peep the number on brian johnson's jersey.
AC/DC- Back in Black
lo, is it not the self-same 22 as alta's star tailback, s. shakerin?
this tune is a rainy day sidewalk, a brushing windshield wiper. it's sadness, yes, but robust, fibrous sadness. comforting sadness. sadness that sits next to you on the porch swing and whispers, this too shall pass. and you, both of you, swing.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
The Free Design is a very old act, but it's new to me. Elinita played them for me this evening and I thought to myself as I listened along "I like bands who concern themselves with the second coming of Christ". Its true, I like that quite a bit. The Free Design - Bubbles
Friday, November 03, 2006
you ever have something in your tunes that you think is very good and then two years later you're listening to a shuffle and it comes on and all of a sudden it's the most brilliant thing that has ever occurred? sometimes that happens to me.
oh there are witches, goblins, vampires, devils, frankensteins and zombies. and, there are tramps, cinderellas, pirates, angels and gypsies, so let's have lots of fun and give many cheers, for halloween comes but once a year.
Today marks week 3 of joblessness for me and, you know, it hasn't been too bad up til now. Today is rainy and cold and I feel quite a bit like little Neville there, perched on my seat by the window, staring out at the cold and dying world. Maybe its not that bad, then again, maybe it is.
I first heard Arizona while wasting time on The Hype Machine a few weeks ago. Being from the great state, I was naturally curious. The first half of the song sounds nothing like my childhood, and you know, neither does the second half actually. Maybe it would've if I'd listened to something other than the "NOW Thats What I Call Music" compilations as a youth, but that didn't happen. This band is probably better than anything the state has actually produced. Save, of course, the above picture. That's hilarious. Everything else on their web comes highly recommended as well.
oh, my dearest ambition. it's as if these fellows cracked me open and poured all my thoughts into a gelatin form. this song is the wobbly result. futurists, clairvoyants, i feel like shouting hallelujah all the time to think i ever knew manfred mann.
Monday, October 09, 2006
And while we're on the subject of movies and the music therein, here's a little (and I mean little) bit from The Science of Sleep. Happiest, tiniest thing. I wish it were the soundtrack to my own dreams.