Friday, December 31, 2010

Earworm: Lean Back

Apparently yesterday's Soulja Boy post ushered in a new trend of dance songs for this blog. While I can't do many of them, I can handle "Lean Back" by Terror Squad. I love the chorus too. Pull up your pants, Fat Joe. Pull up your pants.

Of course, having Girl Talk's mashup of "Lean Back" with Spacehog as the last song I heard before going to work didn't hurt either. I'll save Spacehog for another day though. They're responsible for another of the best fake-Bowie songs ever.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Earworm: Crank That (Soulja Boy)

It's not a secret that I can't dance. While I do have rhythm, it mostly involves nodding my head in time with whatever music is playing. Either that or jumping up and down in place. I try to avoid doing that too much though, given the fact that I'm a pretty big guy with terrible balance and can do some considerable damage without really trying.
The lack of dance skills kept me from learning the "Crank That (Soulja Boy)" dance. I'm pretty sure that I came close to dislocating a shoulder attempting to slide three feet to the right. It doesn't sound hard, but neither does the electric slide. I'm not good at weddings.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Earworm: A Whole New World

My thoughts have turned to the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast lately for some reason. Each time, I start singing the opening lines of "A Whole New World." It's a great song, one that is absolutely perfect to accompany the new-found love between...

...Except, shit. That's Aladdin. Every Disney song I try to think of right now turns into Aladdin. I'm picturing Mary Poppins singing it to Simba as Flounder and Pete's Dragon fly off into the night.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Earworm: Silver Shamrock

In a further effort to get Christmas music out of my head, I watched Halloween III: Season of the Witch yesterday. It got the job done. Now I have the "Silver Shamrock" theme running through my head on a constant loop.

Upon my first viewing in the mid-1990s, I thought that the only Halloween entry to not feature Michael Myers was a worthless pile of stupidity that wasn't worth the film it was printed on. It has since become one of my favorite B-movies. I now choose to treat it as if it were an extended episode of Tales from the Darkside. It holds up better that way.

Try. Just try to think of anything but the "Silver Shamrock" after watching the video. Your mind bridging the gap to "London Bridge Is Falling Down" or "London Bridge" by Fergie doesn't count.

Monday, December 27, 2010

Earworm: Silver and Cold

Christmas is officially over, and I am officially working my ass off to rid my brain of all Christmas music. "Silver and Gold" started running through my head. Fine. I'll beat it into submission with "Silver and Cold" by AFI. That'll show the season who's boss. Suck it, holiday season. I'll go sulk in the corner now.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Earworm: Christmas in the U.S.A.

I don't know the actual title of today's earworm, but it's from Saturday Night Live. Horatio Sanz, Jimmy Fallon, Chris Kittan and Tracy Morgan deliver an unforgettable performance of what has become a Christmas classic over the past decade. I forget about it every year, but then the SNL highlights reel comes on TV. I start hoping, and soon it's the insanity of what I call "Christmas in the U.S.A."

I used to only care about Chris Kattan shaking his head during the song, but every year I find something new to appreciate. This year it's the random animal sounds coming from Jimmy Fallon's keyboard. I don't get it all, but some things are just too awesome to define.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Earworm: Frosty the Snowman

Do you know what the sad thing is? As much as I have been able to avoid Christmas music this season, I'm pretty much guaranteed to have it stuck in my head until February. That isn't fair. Don't think that I'll be taking it gracefully though. I'm all for Christmas in July, but I'll be fighting Christmas until Valentine's Day every step of the way.

Today's earworm is "Frosty the Snowman." In both the song and the cartoon, Frosty smokes a pipe. You would think that he would turn yellow quickly between being peed on by random dogs and the tar staining, but he stays white through and through. I do like that he shouts "Happy birthday!" every time he comes to life. That's the way to take the day by the balls, right there. Grasp it and twist. That's right, grasp and twist. Snow balls. See what I did there? I haven't even had anything to drink yet.

The Jimmy Durante version is a classic, but my personal favorite rendition of "Frosty the Snowman" is the one from the Brady Bunch. It was sung in character by the actress who played Cindy on the show. The pacing of the song is terrible, like no one had time for anything but one take. None of the kids match up at all in the later verses. Still, you haven't had your heart broken until you've heard a little girl with a lisp singing "thumpity-thump-thump" as a melting ice monster fades into the sunset.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Earworm: Wonderful Christmastime

I knew that this moment was coming. I have been fighting it all season long, but there is no helping it. "Wonderful Christmastime" by Paul McCartney has bored its way so far into my skull that I would rather put my head into a vice grip and crank it until my skull splits open and the sweet release of silence comes over me. Or just punch myself in the testicles really hard as a distraction.

Seriously, it's the worst Christmas song ever made. I would rather listen to Celine Dion than that bullshit. I respect the Beatles and even enjoy some Wings stuff, but "Wonderful Christmastime" ensures that Paul McCartney will receive a level of Hell all for himself. The cons outweigh the pros every time.

Amazon doesn't have a direct link to download the song all by itself. Count your blessings.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Earworm: Pretty Paper

The Christmas songs are creeping in! There is really only one Christmas song that I hate more than all others, but "Pretty Paper" isn't it. Willie Nelson can do no wrong, aside from apparently going through airport security. I know, right? I'm so timely.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Earworm: Reading Rainbow

Theme song! Theme song!

I think a new version of Reading Rainbow is in the works. I hope that they don't hip-hopify the theme song. The original is awesome.

Wow, I haven't heard this in years, but it still makes me want to camp out in the library. Books are the coolest, but you don't have to take my word for it.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Earworm: Circle

I'm in a bad mood. The world can suck it.

Whenever this happens, I always get "Circle" by Edie Brickell and New Bohemians stuck in my head.

Well, that and the words "Fuck it bucket." I don't quite understand what that means, but I like it. All I know is that we had a bucket at an old job that had "Fuck it" scrawled on the side. That bucket was my best friend.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Earworm: When Worlds Collide

I have been listening to the new My Chemical Romance album like crazy over the past few weeks to the point where I know it like the back of my hand. That hasn't happened in a while. The iPod has destroyed my appreciatiation for an album as a single, cohesive work.

Out of the entire album, "Planetary (GO!)" really stands out the most to me. It has a very similar chorus to "When Worlds Collide" by Powerman 5000. I enjoyed them around the turn of the century. Rob Zombie's little brother was like an aggro version of Seth Green in Can't Hardly Wait.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Earworm: Fly Me to the Moon

I'm stuck without a song today. Try as I might, I can't get anything stuck in my head. Nothing is working. Wait, wait, there's something. It's "Fly Me to the Moon" by Frank Sinatra. I have no idea where that came from, but I'll take it.

I remember that Duets album that Sinatra released in the mid-1990s. I wore that thing out, in its big fabric box. None of the duets really do it for me anymore, but it was pretty cool around the holidays. Still, the originals can't be topped.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Earworm: Mockingbird

Someone at work was singing "Mockingbird" all night long.

I saw Dumb and Dumberer before I saw Dumb and Dumber. Consider your world rocked.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Earworm: Paranoid Android

I used to love, love, love Radiohead. Their first album had some good songs that I enjoyed quite a bit, but then came their one-two punch of The Bends and OK Computer. Those are two of my favorite albums ever recorded.

Perhaps it was because I was starting to listen to different sounds, but I really didn't care for anything that came after that. Kid A, Amnesiac and Hail to the Thief bored me. They seemed to be finally making a return to form with 2007's In Rainbows, but I was more excited about the marketing than the album itself. Upon downloading my copy and pressing play, I was utterly underwhelmed. The music was okay, and I certainly enjoyed it more than anything that had come out in the previous ten years, but it just seemed unfinished.

Flash forward three years, and I'm reading an article on about Easter eggs hidden in albums. I knew about the hidden booklet under the Kid A CD tray, but the second Radiohead entry really took me by surprise. It turns out that the songs of In Rainbows are meant to be played alternating with tracks from OK Computer. I immediately fired up iTunes and created a playlist. In Rainbows still doesn't stand up as a singular album for me, but holy crap. Suddenly the mix changes completely, creating a monster of an album and one of the greatest things that I have ever heard. Neither album will ever sound the same again.

Oh yeah, today's earworm. Let's go with "Paranoid Android." That was one of my favorites from OK Computer. I especially love the "rain down on me" section towards the end of the song.

I'm pretty sure that I will actively listen to nothing but 01 and 10 mix of OK Computer and In Rainbows for the rest of the year. You should two. There are a solid two weeks to discover one of the greatest things that has ever been recorded. Your homework has been assigned. Get on it.

Embedding of the "Paranoid Android" has been disabled, so here's a link to the official YouTube entry. Enjoy.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Earworm: Carol of the Bells

The season is catching up with me. There are less than two weeks left until I don't have to hear Christmas music at all anymore, and I'm getting it stuck in my head.

Today's earworm is "Carol of the Bells" by Mykola Leontovych. It is one of my favorite Christmas songs in the history of the medium. There is a quiet desperation in the song that speaks volumes to my holiday sensibilities. I will forever associate it with being cold and alone, walking around uptown Minneapolis in the middle of the night with my headphones on and watching the snow fall through the light of the streetlamps.

I forgot that the song has lyrics. I much prefer the instrumental version.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Earworm: Our House/Jingle Bells

I've been on a mash-up kick lately, having worn out the mp3s of the new Girl Talk album and playing the hell out of DJ Hero. My wrists are sore from the game, and my ears have finally begun enjoying the Girl Talk album despite my initial disappointment. One of my favorite parts? The use of "Our House" by Madness.

Last night I saw a Verizon ad that mashed-up "Our House" with "Jingle Bells." I have happily managed to avoid holiday music for the most part this season, but it was kind of awesome.

I used to be more interested in commercials than actual programming. It's nice to see that some old habits still die hard.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Earworm: Back in Time

I'm a big fan of the Back to the Future movies and was spending my afternoon not watching the movie, but making a case for the Blu-ray edition of the trilogy. The studio's packaging is amongst some of the worst that I have ever seen. I also hate that it comes with three single-use discs to get digital copies of the films onto my iPod. The iTunes store is right there. There is no need to waste materials on a physical disc that will never be used again, if at all.

So..."Back in Time" by Huey Lewis and the News. Movie-theme songs are the coolest.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Earworm: Like a G6

I was in the car briefly yesterday without an iPod and had to choose my poison based on the three radio stations programmed in to the car stereo. The pickings were the worst imaginable: Nickelback, Miley Cyrus or Dave Matthews. That's the trifecta of shitty musicians, right there.

I flipped around the channels until the pop station stopped playing Miley Cyrus. "Like a G6" by Far East Movement came on in its place. I've heard bits and pieces of it in passing before, but this was the first time I had heard it in its entirety. I think I found a new level of my own personal Hell. There is absolutely no artistic merit to it whatsoever. I would rather have a razor blade inserted into my ear and transform it into a pencil sharpener, filling my skull with sawdust until it started coming out of every available orifice than hear it again. Unfortunately, that's just not likely to happen this season. I really need to stop listening to the radio again or learn how to use the OFF button.

If you haven't heard the song, I assume no liability of the dumbing down of your unborn children upon pressing PLAY.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Earworm: You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

I guess it's time to get in the holiday spirit, but Christmas songs aren't really my forte. I can handle them for a short while, but more than 15 minutes or so has me wanting to stuff my ears with mistletoe. I don't know how poisonous that stuff is when inserted into the ear canal, but I would really rather not find out.

I can handle The Grinch Who Stole Christmas a whole lot more than most though. The book and cartoons are absolute classics. Dr. Seuss could do no wrong. It's only in the live-action versions that I truly cringe. My wife loves the Jim Carey version. I never want to see it again.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Earworm: Pizazz! (Gonna Give It to Ya!)

Have you ever been in loooooooooove?

Oh, "Pizazz," how I've missed you. Your website may have been removed from the interwebs, but I will forever be just a few clicks away from becoming happy, no matter how foul my mood.

For the uninitiated, get ready to thank me/hit me with whatever you have lying nearby. You will either want to burn your computer and/or phone, or embrace it with open arms. I was one of the few who could not get enough of your electronic bleeps and bloops.

The Pikachu hat is simply magical.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Earworm: Uncle Fucker

As desensitized as I am to violence, vulgarity and gore, sometimes something comes flying so far out of left field that even I find it shocking. This is how I felt about "Uncle Fucker, from the South Park movie the first time I saw it in the theater. The show was still fresh at that point, and I ate up every single minute. When the movie was released, I went on opening day. I expected to be amused, but went in with low expectations due to being well-versed in being let down by film versions of popular television shows.

I certainly wasn't expecting "Uncle Fucker" in the first few minutes of the movie, and literally fell out of my theater seat from laughter. That's the only time that a movie had made me lose it completely. The floor was really sticky.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Earworm: Limelight

Yesterday marked a monumental occasion. I was flipping around the channels and ended up on a Rush concert. Normally that would be enough to make me change to something, anything else, as I generally have an incredibly low tolerance for Geddy Lee and Co. This time, however, I couldn't look away.

My wife still had a touch of sanity left in her. She wrenched the remote from my clutches and changed the station, but not before I ended up with "Limelight" stuck in my head. It could be worse. It could have been Yes instead. I'll take what I can get.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Earworm: Let It Be

I'm not much of a Beatles fan. I appreciate the music, and think they're incredibly important, but I would generally rather listen to the Rolling stones any day of the week.

There is an insane video making the rounds through the interwebs that features 1.9 million random celebrities singing "Let It Be" for about 20 minutes straight. Apparently it's for some Norwegian television show, but I still don't get it. Still, it was enough to get the song stuck in my head, so you're welcome.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Earworm: In the Hall of the Mountain King

When I was a kid, I had a Texas Instruments computer that had terrible cartridge-based games which aped popular counterparts. Two of my favorites were Munch Man and T.I. Invaders, but my favorite was a hide-and-seek game called Hunt the Wumpus. I am unaware of a real counterpart, but Hunt the Wumpus was the shit. In the game, I took on the role of a cave explorer who moved blindly from room to room in something like Minesweeper and Pitfall combined. It made no sense, and the Wumpus itself was the stuff of legends, looking like a BASIC version of some sort of Lovecraftian deity. I rarely made it far enough to defeat the game, but I played it enough to remember one thing. The theme song was a digitized rendition of "In the Hall of the Mountain King" by Edvard Grieg. It is music like this that underscores my dreams. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Earworm: Tomorrow People

I spent yesterday with Green Day running though my head, fully expecting to be writing about how much I have come to hate them today. At some point they were replaced by "Tomorrow People" by Ziggy Marley and the Melody Makers. That's a nice change of pace.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Earworm: Come Clean

What? Why? Why is this happening to me?

At some point yesterday I found myself humming a melody that I couldn't quite place. It was pretty simple, and I was sure that it was just another crappy pop song. I was right. It was "Come Clean" by Hilary Duff. I have no idea how I know this song. I can't remember hearing it at all, ever, but I don't control the gods of the earworm.

The song tells a story of rainfall and something else through terrible, tween-directed lyrics. I don't care about the something else, given that there currently appears to be a leak inside one of my walls in my bathroom. Being an adult sucks, even when the foreshadowing becomes obvious. That isn't a good comparison at all. Screw it. I don't care today.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Earworm: I Want to Know What Love Is

Even though it was released in 1984, when I was eight years old, Foreigner's "I Want to Know What Love Is" will constantly remind me of prom. Wait, I never went to my prom. I'm assuming that I sat at home and watched Evil Dead or something.

Apparently Mariah Carey covered this song at some point. I don't think that I have heard her rendition, but even if I did, I'm pretty sure that I would have worked my ass off to block out the experience. The Foreigner original is a classic. I don't particularly want to tarnish that.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Earworm: The Toy Parade

Huh. The Leave It to Beaver theme song had a name, and it wasn't "The Leave It to Beaver Theme song." Wikipedia tells me that it's called "The Toy Parade," by David Kahn, Melvyn Leonard, and Mort Greene. I don't know anything else by them, and the ad at the top of Wikipedia that I assume is begging me for money is making me feel guilty for researching this month.

The weird thing is that I couldn't figure out what song was running through my head for the past few days. I had to hum it to someone at work, and then lost several points from my geek-cred. I'm losing it, I tells ya.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Earworm: Feels Good

God, how I love '90s R&B now. That's kind of weird, since I pretty much hated it when it was new. That didn't apply to Tony! Toni! Toné! though. I wouldn't have changed a thing about them, even when they were new. Their brand of new-Jack swing ruled the airwaves.

Wow, Raphael Saadiq looks so young in the video for "Feels Good." I feel so, so old.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Earworm: Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody

Apparently after a long day of weeding through boxes and boxes of stuff, all I can think of is David Lee Roth's "Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody." Seriously, no matter how hard I try, nothing is replacing this one in my head.

When I was growing up in Minneapolis, my best friend lived across the street. His older sister was my babysitter, and her walls were plastered with posters of David Lee Roth and Duran Duran. I still look back and remember her having Pogo-Ball parties with her boom box blasting Dave at top volume while my friend and I would play G.I. Joe in the back yard. Those were the days.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Earworm: Baby, It's Cold Outside

Holy crow, the season is upon us. I swear that I never got cold during Minnesota winters, but it's the end of November in Tennessee, and apparently I have become spoiled. It's currently 46 degrees outside, and I couldn't stop shivering.

Of course, that immediately got "Baby, It's Cold Outside" stuck in my head. This may be a sign of the times, but I automatically think of Zooey Deschanel's version from Elf whenever I hear that song. That's the last time I actually enjoyed her voice. Somehow I went from thinking that Ben Gibbard was the luckiest man in the universe to having my long-standing celebrity crush reach overexposure and finding myself annoyed by just about everything she touches. (500) Days of Summer? Bah. Joseph Gordon-Levitt was the only good part of that movie. I can still handle Elf though, even with my low tolerance for both Zooey Deschanel and Will Ferrell. It has become a holiday classic that I can watch over and over again.

Hmm. Embedding has been disabled for every single clip that I can find of the song. Here's a link to a basic search. Enjoy it on YouTube.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Earworm: Ice Ice Baby

Who doesn't know this song? I begged. I pleaded. I talked my mom into buying me a copy of Vanilla Ice's To the Extreme when I was sick and she was picking up some cold medicines from the then-new Target Greatland. She brought it home, I pressed play and...

...the rest of the album sucked. The lyrics were so overly sexual and cartoonish that even my seventh-grade self made fun of them.

I love "Havin' a Roni" though. It's worth it just for Rob Van Winkel's Popeye-scat routine.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Earworm: Tryptophane

Yes, I'm aware of the correct spelling, but John Flansburgh's Monopuff spells it "Tryptophane" on the The Devil Went Down to Newport (Totally Rocking) EP. It's a tribute to the sleep-inducing drug found in turkey! I'll take it.

My Thanksgiving consisted of getting up, eating breakfast, hopping in my car, driving to work and sitting inside of a big building and answering the phone while wishing I could be spending the day outside in the gorgeous November weather.

Who am I kidding. My wife had to work early on Friday, so I would have gone home, turned on the television and vegged out for a few hours before turning in at the same time that she would be getting up. I'm better off with the holiday pay anyway.

So yeah. tryptophan, "Tryptophane" and today's earworm. That sounds like a winning team to me. Go team sleep.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Earworm: Toy Soldiers

In an effort to make room for the new furniture, I'm cleaning out 34 years of acquired toys and such. I was an only child and my parents never made me get rid of anything. The untrained eye would see me as a hoarder of sorts, but I'm really not. They took the opportunity to drop everything off at the house upon my return from our honeymoon, and it's all just been sitting in the attic. It's hard parting with all these toy...soldiers.

I don't care if the subject of today's earworm doesn't match what's going on here. Martika's "Toy Soldiers" popped into my head while I was making piles and piles of stuff to sell and/or donate. When I'm done, there will be ridiculous amounts of room. All that's sticking around are my old Star Wars and He-Man figures, as well as the occasional Transformer. That still takes up plenty of room, but not the insane amount of space that is currently filled. If I don't have this done by the time we move, I'm in for a nightmare of packing and repacking. I moved across the country three times with boxes and boxes filled with 3000 CDs. I don't want to go through that again. The music may be gone, handily ripped onto a hard drive the size of a book, but toys are harder to compress digitally. Hopefully there will be an ultra-rare item that can make us able to retire before we're 40. That would be cool.

Wasn't there some sort of rumor that Martika was Casey Kasem's daughter? I don't think that's true, but I'll keep my feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars anyway.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Earworm: Tell It to My Heart

I had another song picked out for today's earworm, but YouTube was displaying the most incredible still from Taylor Dayne's "Tell It to My Heart" on the side of the screen. I didn't care about the song, I just knew that I wanted that picture on my blog.

I had never seen the video before, although I am well-versed in the song itself. This was one that was popular around the time that I still didn't have MTV but was starting to get into music. My mother came home with the cassingle one day and I played it like crazy.

Okay, after watching it, this video might just be my new favorite thing ever. I think I'm going to have to try talking the Mrs. into a new hairstyle as well.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Earworm: Du Hast

Sometimes things just sound better in German.

I woke up with "Du Hast" by Rammstein running through my head this morning. That would be all well and good, but I also woke up with a splitting headache. Listening to angry German music isn't the greatest thing under those circumstances.

Still, sometimes things just sound better in German. I had forgotten all about the English version of the song. The lyrics are terrible. Hopefully this headache will allow me to repress them with a quickness.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Earworm: Do the Mario!

Yesterday my wife and I made our first major purchase as a married couple. It was furniture. Soon we shall be sleeping on a brand new, comfortable bed. Yay! That might be the end of this blog, but somehow I doubt it. I don't think that the quality of the mattress will have any effect on the songs that run through my head. I'm pretty sure I'm stuck with this blessing and/or curse forever more.

While we were perusing the store's selection, there was a never-ending loop on the television of the children's section that was playing Transformers and The Super Mario Bros. Super Show! It was a little weird, given that we are currently in 2010, but whatever. The animation has changed, but brightly-colored, fast-moving shapes are pretty universal, right? I figure that cartoons are always new to kids.

I always loved the end credits of The Super Mario Bros. Super Show! Captain Lou Albano did "The Mario" like no one could. It made me think that I could dance. I can't. Ask my wife. I step on her feet when walking behind her, so dancing is pretty much out of the question. I think she would appreciate the continued ability of self-propelled, forward motion.

Captain Lou died just over a year ago. I can't see a rubber band* without feeling a little empty inside anymore.

*For the kids too young to remember when wrestling was entertaining, Captain Lou Albano wore rubber bands in his beard. Now you know.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Earworm: Misery

Remember a couple days ago when I was talking about hating a song until something snapped and suddenly I could not only tolerate, but actually started enjoying it? Maroon 5 is one of those bands. I have absolutely hated each one of their songs until I reach that breaking point. This new one though? I still hate "Misery." It's just obnoxious. Whatshisface is in rare form, sounding like a baby seal sucking on helium while being clubbed by the members of the Getalong Gang. I don't even know what that means. It's that bad. Someone do something and get this thing out of my head. Almost anything else is preferable.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Earworm: Tempted

Who from my generation doesn't know the movie Reality Bites like the back of their hand? I saw it in the theater on a date when I was a junior in high school, and loved every minute. Years later I watched it again upon graduating from college and it finally hit home. Reality Bites is a very depressing movie. I had to watch Pump Up the Volume to offset the devastation. I still watch Pump Up the Volume whenever anything is going bad in my life.

Oh yeah, earworm. "Tempted" by Squeeze was one of the reasons that I wore out at least one copy of the accompanying soundtrack album. I love that song, as well as most of Squeeze's back catalog.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Earworm: Kind and Generous

Repetition is the name of the game in popular songwriting, but that's not always a good thing. Case in point: "Kind and Generous" by Natalie Merchant. I enjoyed 10,000 Maniacs back in their heyday, but her solo stuff makes me want to hear a cat receiving a bath on top of a chalk board instead. Ugh. Thank you, thank you. Thank you, thank you. Shoot me, shoot me. Thank you, thank you. Every time I hear it, it deceptively sucks me in only to come back with 12 minutes of the stupidest lyrics known to man. Na na na na na na na na. Na. Blech.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Earworm: Just a Dream

As much as I make fun of pop music, sometimes I end up with an extremely guilty pleasure. This usually occurs after I have already heard a song countless times until I hate it so much that I actually start liking it. When I found out that there was a new Nelly single, I fully expected it to be one of those, but the opposite is happening with "Just a Dream." I heard it in passing while driving to work and immediately liked it. The world then promptly came to an end. This stuff isn't supposed to be instantly accepted by my ears. I guess that my defenses have been worn down.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Earworm: Forest Fire

I still love the Dead Kennedys, although my patience for their music has waned over the years. Still, "Forest Fire" is and will forever be one of my favorite songs. It was one of the songs that seemed extra exciting and mysterious due to it being a dub of a dub of a dub on one of my old mix tapes. My sixth-grade self was officially introduced to punk with that tape. I never quite recovered.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Earworm: The Whole Shebang

I spent a good chunk of yesterday listening to the new Girl Talk album, and fully expected the next earworm to be something based on one of Gregg Gillis's samples. Instead, all I can think of is Grant Lee Buffalo's "The Whole Shebang" from the Velvet Goldmine soundtrack. There's nothing wrong with that. Not only is it one of the best fake-Bowie songs that I have ever heard, but it is also one of my favorite songs ever. I didn't hear it buried in the Girl Talk mix at all. Who knows.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Girl Talk!

New, free Girl Talk album! Now if only the server would start responding.

Finally, I managed to download the new album.

Upon first listen, this new Girl Talk isn't nearly as good as Night Ripper or Feed the Animals. It seems like a much more straightforward mash-up album. I'm pretty sure it will grow on me with many more plays. Lil Jon over Simon and Garfunkel is brilliant. I never thought I would say this about a Girl Talk album, but it's almost as if there is too little going on in the mix.


Earworm: Return to Sender

I have already written about Elvis once before, and I'm feeling pretty lazy right about now, so today's earworm will be..."Return to Sender."

The following is the nicest, most awesome scam email that I have ever received. The formatting is intact and nothing has been changed.



Payment Notification:

We are writhing to know if it's true that you are DEAD? Because we received a notification from one MR. GERSHON SHAPIRO of USA stating that you are DEAD and that you have giving him the right to claim your funds. He stated you died on a CAR accident.

He has been calling us regarding this issue, but we cannot proceed with him until we confirm this by not hearing from you after 7days. Be advised that we have made all arrangements for you to receive and confirm your funds without anymore stress, and without any further delays.

All we need to confirm now is your been DEAD Or still Alive. Because this MAN'S message brought shock to our minds. And we just can't proceed with him until we confirm if this is a reality OR not.

But if it happened we did not hear from you after 7days, then we say: MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PERFECT PEACE" YOUR JOY AND SUCCESS REMAINS OUR GOAL.

May the peace of the Lord be with you wherever you may be now.

Your Faitfully,
Mr. Alex Pule
Director Of Operations

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Earworm: Working for the Weekend

Gasp! My weekend is currently comprised of Sundays and Mondays, so I'm totally working for the weekend right now. Whoops, I mean last night. Was. Was last night. I'm not writing this the night before it posts at all. No siree Bob. Is "Bob" supposed to be capitalized under these circumstances? I don't know, nor do I care to actually find out. That said, Loverboy's "Working for the Weekend." Earworm. Totally rad.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Earworm: One Headlight/Mine

Last night the music at work started playing the new single by Taylor Swift. It took me a while to figure out why I am so drawn to it, but it finally dawned on me. It's also "One Headlight" by the Wallflowers.

I was talking to a guy at work the other day who didn't know who the Wallflowers were. It makes me wonder if he is aware of Bob Dylan's progeny at all. I feel old.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Earworm: Moskau

Dammit. Sometimes I really love Germany.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Earworm: Ball and Chain

Tuesday night I went to see Social Distortion in concert. Frank Turner and Lucero opened, and they were awesome. I wish that I could say the same about Social D. Mike Ness still sounds fine, but there is nothing to distinguish an album cut from a live version. Well, nothing to distinguish until songs like "Ball and Chain," when Ness destroyed one of my favorite songs by performing vocal tricks. It was all downhill from there. He just seemed really bored throughout.

While the headliner was dull live, both Frank Turner and Lucero were well worth the price of admission. Still, the new songs that Social Distortion have me pretty excited to hear the new album in January. I just won't be seeing them in concert again. Sadly, the vitality that made Mike Ness great 20 years ago is all but gone now.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Earworm: Mr. Roboto

I have never been a particularly big Styx fan, but "Mr. Roboto" is so ingrained into my musical upbringing that I can't ignore its impact on my life. It certainly may well be the entire reason that I started studying Japanese in elementary school.
Unfortunately, all I can do now is spout off random phrases that I remember, as well as swear up a storm.  I really need to get back into studying the language.
Getting back to Styx, my single-favorite memory involving "Mr. Roboto" is the Volkswagen commercial that used the song while Tony Hale (Buster Bluth from Arrested Development) did the robot inside of his car. My dance skills are just about as advanced as his.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Earworm: More Than Words

No one actually expected the sample/source trend to continue, right? Good.

I remember eighth grade like it was yesterday. Well, maybe not yesterday, but certainly like it was something that happened 20 years ago, as if I were looking through a fogged-up, warped piece of glass.

What I do remember is that I had a wicked crush on one girl for all of my eighth-grade year. She wouldn't give me the time of day, but I finally got her to talk to me at the end-of-year dance. Not only that, but she actually danced with me. I'll never forget it, because we stood about a mile apart, she with her hands on my shoulders and me with my hands on her waist. "More Than Words" by Extreme was our song, and it would stay with me for the rest of the school year and beyond.

I wish that I could say that the story had a happy ending, but it didn't. We went our separate ways, and she managed to infect me with her little brother's chicken pox. That was the second time I had them too. Ah, puberty. Gotta love it. At least I got to take all of my final exams at home.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Earworm: Tainted Love/Where Did Out Love Go?

This week is looking like it will turn into a call and response of samples and parent tracks. Let's see if I can keep this up.

I'm a sucker for 12" mixes, and Soft Cell's "Tainted Love/Where Did Our Love Go?" is a doozy. I've listened to it so much that whenever the regular version of "Tainted Love" leaves me high and dry, wanting nothing more than for it to continue on for another five minutes. Those last few seconds before it keeps going are some of the most anxious moments in my musical upbringing.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Earworm: SOS

I'm a nerd for general grammar. Unless I'm in a big hurry and don't feel like editing, the common misuse of your/you're (and there/they're/their, for that matter) really, really bugs me.

That's why I blame Rihanna for the mass-stupefying of western civilization. The chorus of "SOS," which features the lyric "Y-O-U are making this hard?" I'm perfectly aware that it is technically correct, but it sure sounds like she is spelling out "Your making this hard." Downfall of the masses, right there.

That said, I absolutely love "SOS" otherwise. It is a wonderful pop song that utilizes a sample of Soft Cell's "Tainted Love" perfectly.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Earworm: Pink Triangle

Okay, so I picked up the new reissue of Weezer's 1997 album Pinkerton earlier in the week. It is one of my favorite albums ever made, but the five(!) different versions of "Pink Triangle" is just too much to handle in one sitting. It got to the point where I thought that if I ever heard the song again that I would absolutely lose my mind.

I think that this is a testament to the power of the first two Weezer albums, but all it took was 12 hours and I was already okay with hearing it again. "We are All on Drugs" from 2005's Make Believe? That is definitely one that I can go my entire life without ever hearing again. I don't think that Rivers Cuomo can ever make up the ground he lost after that train wreck. Blech.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Earworm: At Least It was Here

If there is anyone out there that hasn't seen the NBC's Community yet, you're missing what has been the single-best sitcom on television right now. "At Least It was Here" by the 88 is the theme song, and while it hasn't motivated me enough to learn the words or actually look up the band yet, the 30-second version of the theme song gets stuck in my head each and every Thursday and carries me all through the weekend.

Seriously, do yourself a favor. Watch it.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Earworm: Big Red

I miss jingles. They come back from time to time, but very few will ever top the old Big Red commercials.

Hey, that's Peter Billingsley in the video! It's almost time for A Christmas Story...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Earworm: The Quadratic Formula

In high school, I had a math teacher who taught his students the quadratic formula to the tune of "Pop Goes the Weasel."
I graduated from high school many, many moons ago and while I do not recall what the quadratic formula does, I will never forget it thanks to that song.

Music can make learning fun!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Earworm: In and Out of Love

I'm fully willing to accept that Bon Jovi can pop into my head at any time, but "In and Out of Love?" Where did that come from?

Monday, November 1, 2010

Earworm: Muppet Babies

Jim Henson is one of my heroes. Somebody make my voiceover dreams come true.

Wow, it's been almost 20 years since the last time I heard the Muppet Babies theme song, yet I still remember all the words. It's no wonder, as Wikipedia tells me that the show lasted for eight years and 107 episodes. That's almost too much cuteness to bear.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Earworm: Tonight (We'll Make Love Until We Die)

Happy Halloween!

I watched the remake of Night of the Demons last night. Certain sequences were great, but for the most part it made me wish that I was watching something else instead.

It's no secret that I'm a huge fan of zombie movies, and The Return of the Living Dead is definitely among the best ever made. Very little has ever come close to topping its perfect blend of horror and comedy.

"Tonight (We'll Make Love Until We Die)" by SSQ will always hold a special place in my heart. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I want the entire Return of the Living Dead soundtrack played at my funeral. Then everyone can look at each other uncomfortably while I laugh from beyond the grave, or at least until my reanimated corpse comes back for their brains.

Send more paramedics.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Earworm: Baby

I was driving iPodless yesterday and had my choice of listening to a high-school football simulcast or top-40. Given that I have no desire to either watch or listen to football, the choice was easy.

That Justin Bieber girl makes some pretty catchy music.

I kid, I kid. I'm far too old to get into the mud-slinging that comes with every generation. I lived through both New Kids on the Block and the Backstreet Boys. This too shall pass.

In all fairness, "Baby" is a pretty great pop song. There is absolutely nothing to differentiate it from any other teenybopper song that has come out in the past 60 years. Even the lyrics ask, "Are we an item?" That sounds like something that my mother would have had on 45 when she was a teenager.

Whoops, I take that back. The Ludacris rap gives it current street cred. I shall consider myself served.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Earworm: Give It All

I'll make this brief. Rise Against is one of my favorite bands. Their later stuff doesn't do much for me anymore, but throw on "Give It All" and I'll slam-dance into anything in sight.

When Siren Song of the Culture Culture was still new, I was going to Atlanta to see Alkaline Trio in concert. The ticket said "Alkaline Trio with special guests the Masquerade," and I figured that the Masquerade was the name of the opening act. Upon pulling into town, I found out that it was actually the name of the venue. Fair enough, right? The only problem was that I still didn't know who was opening. It wasn't until we were walking up to the door that I saw Rise Against listed on the marquee. I pretty much lost my shit right there. It was one of the best concerts that I have ever seen.

This sixth-grade book report was brought to you by music. Pass it on!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Earworm: Paint Your Wagon

The Mrs. started being annoyed with me a few nights ago, when I suddenly started singing "Paint Your Wagon" from The Simpsons with different words. She had no idea what it was, nor why I was singing it. Last night, we curled up on the sofa and watched How to Train Your Dragon which, coincidentally, came in the mail from Netflix around the same time that I started singing the song. It was one of the best adventure movies that I have seen in years. Seriously. The storytelling was absolutely amazing.

Gonna train your dragon... Yeah, she isn't going to get sick of that at all.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Earworm: Funky Cold Medina

Tone-Lōc's "Funky Cold Medina" hits a little too close to home. I'm not ready to share that story with the interwebs yet. Until then, some classic hip-hop sounds will have to do.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Earworm: River Deep, Mountain High

Yesterday's "Bring It On" post got me curious about who sang the chorus. Well, it turns out that it was Chris Bailey from the Saints. Upon discovering this, I immediately loaded up my iPod with a bunch of songs by the Saints and drove around a national park with "River Deep, Mountain High" blasting through my car speakers.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Earworm: Bring It On

Nick Cave is one of the few artists whom I could listen to forever. Someday I'll tell you the story of how he helped me win my wife over, but for now "Bring It On" will have to do. In my opinion, this is not only the best song from 2003's Nocturama, but one of the absolute best of his long career.

Note to self: You forgot that there was a new Grinderman album. That needs to be rectified with a quickness.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Earworm: Hook

I remember when Blues Traveler started getting big. Everyone loved "Run-Around," but I couldn't get enough of "Hook," a song that I first heard on a radio-station sampler. Every time I started listening to something else that semester, the hook would bring me back.

Sorry for that. Bad puns aren't really my thing. Now I'm just ashamed.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Earworm: Who Can It Be Now?

Last night I was driving in my car and "Who Can It Be Now?" by Men at Work started playing on the SlotRadio thing. I began singing along when suddenly I realized that I couldn't hear my own voice. Apparently Colin Hay's vocals cancel out my own. White noise is cool.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Earworm: Curiosity

I recently ended up getting a card for a SlotRadio player, which assumes that the listener doesn't care what they're listening to, as long as there is background noise. The card in question is a compilation of Billboard's chart-topping hits from the 1980s and 1990s. Given that I was spending my time cleaning the bathroom and kitchen from floor to ceiling, I figured that there was no better time to take it for a spin. Since then I have been letting it play in the car on the way to work.

Starting off with the 1980s-pop playlist, I encountered the typical fare from Culture Club, Duran Duran and Michael Jackson, but it's the inclusion of the Jets that threw me for a loop. Sure, I would expect to hear "You Got It All," but so far it has only assaulted my ears with "Curiosity" and "You Better Dance."

In a half-hearted attempt to make it play one of the two Jets songs that I like instead of minor hits, I managed to get "Curiosity" stuck in my head. Now if only the player would actually play one of those, all would be right with the world.

Wow, I forgot about all of these songs. I guess I can expect lots of earworms from the Jets from now on.