Thursday, September 30, 2010
Now it turns out that the song, while originally by the Script, is currently burning up the charts by American Idol winner Kris Allen. I didn't object to him until I realized that he sounds just like the Script.
"But Geoff, the song has such a positive message!" Blah, blah, blah. I don't care. It makes me itch all over with musical hatred. Something must be done to stop this before it's a communicable disease. It may already be too late.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
The external hard drive with all of my music on it crashed. I had about half of it backed up, but a lot of time and money have gone the way of the buffalo. It's going to take a very long time to rebuild, and some of it is lost for good. Sad times.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Only being able to write on my phone makes blogging a lot less fun, so these will be very short for the next few days. I apologize to my fan.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I'm so ready for the Arrested Development movie, but at this point I am pretty sure that it will never happen. My tolerance for Michael Cera is slipping away rapidly as well, so I can be content with its short, three-season run.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
I'm also aware of three cover versions, one by Sheryl Crow that makes me wish that I could be capable of unhearing things, one by Taken By Trees that I'm cool with and a third by Luna that I imagine would make for perfect accompaniment while watching fireballs rain from the sky as the coastlines slip into the ocean. It's apocalyptic, baby! Sounds good to me.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Here is what I remember about the Presidents of the United States of America: At the time, they had the longest band name in the history of music. That may still be true, but once again I don't feel like opening up Wikipedia. Self-reliance is the way to go. They had another song called "Peaches." I can never remember the tune to that one if I'm trying, but it will still randomly get stuck in my head. Finally, the lead singer looked like the love child of Moby and the lead singer of Midnight Oil. I have nothing else to say about that.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Freshman year of college was when I got my first computer. I played around with whatever simple audio tools were on it, and decided to try reversing a few songs to see if the urban legends were true about hidden messages. "Another One Bites the Dust" by Queen was one of the first ones that I tried, and can definitely hear something when the song is played in reverse. I'm sure it's completely unintentional, and now that YouTube is around, I no longer have to take it upon myself to run little experiments like that, but at the time it was a lot of fun.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
My mother took me to see The Last Unicorn in the theater when I was a kid. I remember the movie vividly, and have seen it countless times since. What really stands out to me though is that my mother's car was on the other side of the parking lot when we came out. This was in the days when pretty much any Toyota Corolla key would start another Corolla. The 1980s were a much simpler time.
While she always insisted that someone took her car for a joyride, even I knew at that young age that the ignition keys were pretty much interchangeable. Somehow as a child I was able to calm her down and appeal to her rational side.
Now I want to go watch the movie. I wonder if my wife has seen it. Time to turn off trying to get her to watch horror movies and temporarily substitute cartoons.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Really, it was just a variation of Doctor Demento, but one that I didn't have to stay up way past my bedtime to enjoy. My parents didn't mind aside from the dinner-table thing. I would record what I missed and play the shows later. My dad would even let me tune in while driving me to violin lessons in the middle of winter. I always thought that it had to drive him insane, but it turned out that most of the music was comprised of songs like "Mr. Lee" by the Bobbettes. It's the kind of stuff that played on my parents' oldies station. If it played there, I hated it, but on my own show? If I wasn't being forced to listen to it, then everything was cool.
I have more memories built around Kids America, but don't want to waste them on a single post. This will do for today.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
I never really got into any of their other songs before or after, but "Harvest" definitely earned its place in the time capsule of 2001.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Huh. I thought "Close to You" was the only Maxi Priest song that I knew. I completely forgot about his reggae stuff. Lesson learned.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Holy crap, Coolio got an Insane Clown Posse tattoo. Insult is added to injury when it turns out that he spelled "Juggalo" incorrectly. An ICP tattoo is ridiculous no matter how nicely done it is, but a misspelled one?
Scratch that, it involves the Insane Clown Posse. Misspellings should be a given.
Hahaha. I have never heard the uncensored version of "Fantastic Voyage" before. This is awkward.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Today's song in question is "Monsters Rule O.K." by a band called the Viewers. Once again, I don't feel like doing much more than a basic Google and Wikipedia search for details, and I'm coming up empty-handed. As far as I know, the two versions from the soundtrack are the only songs that the Viewers released. That's fine by me, as they pretty much sound like a clone of the J. Geils Band yet apparently influenced every band that I currently love.
It seems that the soundtrack did exist on vinyl at one point, but has been lost over the years. Luckily, some fantastic blogger saw fit to rip the songs from the special features of the DVD (the entire soundtrack was presented on the disc, uncut) and make it available to the masses. I found it right after I watched the movie, and it has been on my iPod ever since.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
I was first introduced to their music by a radio station promo in which I called in and said what I thought KMFDM stood for. I, of course had heard the rumors that it meant "Kill Mother Fucking Depeche Mode," so I went with it. The DJ said that I had to pick something else so it could be broadcasted on-air, so I picked something like "Kittens Must Find Dumb Mice." That got me a copy of the 1992 album Money, which was one of my very first CDs. I loved every minute of it. It was different than anything that I had ever heard before, and sounded incredibly fresh to my young ears. It took me a while to find out that it was really a glorified EP of new material filled with remixes to fill it out, but that didn't matter to me. I didn't know the original mixes, so it was all new to me.
After that, I slowly built up my KMFDM collection, buying each album and loving Aidan Hughes' jacket artwork on each one. They were all animated together brilliantly in the 1993 video for "A Drug Against War." Then Nihil came out in 1995. The album cover didn't have the same artwork, and I was immediately turned off. That all changed when I fired up the CD. Track two, "Juke Joint Jezebel" was somehow a perfect blend of rock, electronica and industrial insanity in its 5:40 running time. It single-handedly summed up everything exciting that was happening in music at the time, and is an absolute classic that will always get me dancing wherever I am.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
I finally heard some songs from Bat Out of Hell about halfway through high school. A few friends and I piled into a van before our school's speech-team tournament, and the introduction to "You Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night)" started playing.
"On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"
I'm pretty sure that we were late to that meet, as I made the guys play that introduction over and over again. I went out a picked up a copy of the whole Bat Out of Hell album later that day and memorized the whole thing, start to finish. It's an absolute classic. and I need a framed, vinyl copy to hang on my wall.
I haven't listened to Bat Out of Hell in ages, ever since the SACD version came out with re-recorded vocals. I guess the master tapes were destroyed at some point, which made full remastering impossible. That tarnished the original album for me a little bit. That original mix though? Absolutely classic. I'll take its muddy sound any day.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Huh. I remember absolutely hating this song when I was a kid, but I love it now. Times change, I guess.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
A few years later, my parents were helping me move into my freshman dorm. My dad asked where my mom went, but I didn't know. We found her dancing down the hall to some music that was playing from another room. It was "Fuck Shop" by the 2 Live Crew. Seriously. I will never understand that woman.
Holy crap, I can't believe that "Bedroom Bully" was released as a single. The video is absolutely ridiculous.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I want to punch the television every time Leona Lewis comes on singing about the fabric of our lives, but that would get awfully expensive very quickly. Instead, I try to remember back to a simpler time, when Aaron Neville's deceptive voice would sneak up on me from behind and whisper its sweet melody into my ears. It's only a matter of time before his mole fully takes over and slits my throat. Somebody needs to make a horror film of that with a quickness.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Every now and then I hope that there will be a new Robert Palmer album, but then I remember that he passed away in 2003. It took his death to make me really appreciate his entire body of work instead of the few songs that I knew from MTV. My musical taste is all the better for it.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
I really like the Cowboy Junkies. My dad was constantly listening to a copy of The Trinity Session in his workshop throughout my youth. I don't care for a lot of his music, but that is one album that we can easily agree upon. Good stuff.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
I can't force anyone to sit through the song, but you should totally take one for the team. I'll rest assured that someone else has gone through the same misery. At least there isn't a link to buy the song. Praise the gods.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Upon finding that song, I started taking more notice. Hayley Williams sounds a lot like Monique Powell from Save Ferris, a ska band that was a lot of fun around the turn of the century.
My wife asked me to get the new Paramore album for her, and I obliged. It took me a while to give it a shot, but I couldn't get through more than the first half of the album before pressing rewind and listening to track four, "Brick By Boring Brick," again and again. It caught me completely by surprise, to the point where I'm not sure if I have made it through the rest of the album yet. I'm pretty sure that I have by now, but really can't remember. That one song keeps drawing me back in for more.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Recently I turned on the radio to find Nickelback playing on the one good station that I get between work and home. I changed the station to top-40, and "Airplanes" by B.O.B. and Hayley Williams was playing. I recognized her voice from Paramore, one of the not-terrible pop-rock bands that the kids listen to these days. It was pleasant enough, but he chorus threw me. I thought that the word "wish" was the typical "ish" that is used when censoring rap songs for radio play. "I could really use a shit right now" started my mind racing, and I was disappointed upon finding out the real lyrics. I knew it was too good to be true. It's not a great song, but it isn't terrible either.
Immediately afterward, the pop station started playing Nickelback, so I switched back to my old standby. They hadn't finished whatever made me change the station in the first place, so I scanned to another rock station, and wouldn't you know it? Nickelback again.
Thrice Nickelback has to be a sign of the coming apocalypse, so I chose to turn the radio off and enjoyed sweet silence for the next few minutes. The world didn't end and my sanity was saved, for better or for worse.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
When I finally got that first CD player, I quickly invested in OMD's then-released greatest-hits album. Of course I knew "If You Leave," from Pretty in Pink like the back of my hand, but there were so many more of their songs that immediately crawled into my ear and took up permanent residence. I'm not a fan of best-of compilations as a rule, but that one introduced me to classics like "Electricity" and "Enola Gay" as well. My musical upbringing was changed forever.
Gasp! Wikipedia tells me that the classic OMD lineup will be releasing a new album this month! Hopefully it will be a big part of my autumn playlist. I could go for a good nostalgia trip right about now.