Chris and Qualler's Top Songs Listulator
Monday, February 20, 2006
chris 35-31
one of these backyard wrestlers is my list and the other is qualler's list (metaphorically).
you decide which one is ON FIRE.
¶ posted by chris at 6:59 AM 3 comments 
one of these backyard wrestlers is my list and the other is qualler's list (metaphorically). you decide which one is ON FIRE.
35 "home."
six organs of admittance.
school of the flower.
[drag city].
"i never told no one else."
acoustic guitars are probably one of my least favorite instruments. so when someone writes a song that is not only gorgeous, but also destructive-sounding with an acoustic guitar, that's a pretty amazing feat. feedback cascades under and over the simple yet drastically mood-altering chord progression, almost as if there's a dying screaming voice in the background as the narrator confesses the unknown. someone obviously knows. you are a liar, sir. and you lie so well.
34 "7-8-9."
kill the vultures.
kill the vultures.
[locust music].
"got nothing but books got walls got nothing but walls got time."
my requisite hip-hop song of the year. i love the genre more and more every year, but still only one song sums up the year in hip-hop for me. grime is getting too glamorous but the ethic is still in this song without getting stretched or labeled. rhymes that are personal and literary without being self-centered crapmosphere. noisy broken chime loops and sunken drums only amplify this cry out to leave a stamp on the earth, the ocean, the sky, everywhere. but ultimately, we are only got nothing buts.
33 "hotline operator."
constantines.
tournament of hearts.
[sub pop].
"we'll put our blankets on the floor until the power gets restored."
no other song this year anti-builds as subtly and as artfully as this. dub reverb and wah pedal (two effects i would traditionally ban from all music) groove and shake slightly more and more violently as his voice fills with more and more nerve. there's is no escape for me but through verse. teeth grind and the kick drum pounds faster and faster. we are finally going somewhere. i realize who you are, therefore i realize who i am and what i will always be: like this song, i am over before i start.
32 "it'5!"
architecture in helsinki.
in case we die.
[bar/none].
"steal the feelings, don't focus on the flames girl."
fuckin' muppets. i know this is my 2nd muppets reference in this countdown, but that's the way this year has rolled. sorry muppet-haters. there goes animal bangin' on the hi-hat like it deserves a beating. and dr. teeth is jammin' out on the sax and the feather in his hat waves through the breeze. elmo yelps out the verses as janice and company come in at the chorus and make that eerily humanlike face that's shouting and smiling from ear to ear at the same time. you know what i'm talking about. and here comes piggy with her vocal solo - and yeah, you know we're clapping. because fabric and flesh coalesce as we realize youth and togetherness really are what we strive for as we age away.
31 "work and winter."
meredith bragg & the terminals.
volume 1.
[the kora].
"smiling as i feel our bodies align, yours and mine."
2nd song that both qualler and i share on our countdowns! that way you know it's EXTRA delicious. here's where i agree with wipert: i grope aimlessly for something "original" about this song to explain why it grabs ahold of me so tightly. i find nothing but myself in the song. there's nothing "original" about me. i'm just there, with every word, boring guitar strum and piano twinkling neutrally. but for me, it's anything but. it encompasses everything about how i survive, live, and dream. in fact, it's everyone. it's a "me" song for everyone. no wonder the most universal songs are boring as shit. how am i not myself? but for now, that's the last thought on my mind.
DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT OUR AIM PROFILES TO LEARN HOW TO HEAR THESE SONGS!!!
six organs of admittance.
school of the flower.
[drag city].
"i never told no one else."
acoustic guitars are probably one of my least favorite instruments. so when someone writes a song that is not only gorgeous, but also destructive-sounding with an acoustic guitar, that's a pretty amazing feat. feedback cascades under and over the simple yet drastically mood-altering chord progression, almost as if there's a dying screaming voice in the background as the narrator confesses the unknown. someone obviously knows. you are a liar, sir. and you lie so well.
34 "7-8-9."
kill the vultures.
kill the vultures.
[locust music].
"got nothing but books got walls got nothing but walls got time."
my requisite hip-hop song of the year. i love the genre more and more every year, but still only one song sums up the year in hip-hop for me. grime is getting too glamorous but the ethic is still in this song without getting stretched or labeled. rhymes that are personal and literary without being self-centered crapmosphere. noisy broken chime loops and sunken drums only amplify this cry out to leave a stamp on the earth, the ocean, the sky, everywhere. but ultimately, we are only got nothing buts.
33 "hotline operator."
constantines.
tournament of hearts.
[sub pop].
"we'll put our blankets on the floor until the power gets restored."
no other song this year anti-builds as subtly and as artfully as this. dub reverb and wah pedal (two effects i would traditionally ban from all music) groove and shake slightly more and more violently as his voice fills with more and more nerve. there's is no escape for me but through verse. teeth grind and the kick drum pounds faster and faster. we are finally going somewhere. i realize who you are, therefore i realize who i am and what i will always be: like this song, i am over before i start.
32 "it'5!"
architecture in helsinki.
in case we die.
[bar/none].
"steal the feelings, don't focus on the flames girl."
fuckin' muppets. i know this is my 2nd muppets reference in this countdown, but that's the way this year has rolled. sorry muppet-haters. there goes animal bangin' on the hi-hat like it deserves a beating. and dr. teeth is jammin' out on the sax and the feather in his hat waves through the breeze. elmo yelps out the verses as janice and company come in at the chorus and make that eerily humanlike face that's shouting and smiling from ear to ear at the same time. you know what i'm talking about. and here comes piggy with her vocal solo - and yeah, you know we're clapping. because fabric and flesh coalesce as we realize youth and togetherness really are what we strive for as we age away.
31 "work and winter."
meredith bragg & the terminals.
volume 1.
[the kora].
"smiling as i feel our bodies align, yours and mine."
2nd song that both qualler and i share on our countdowns! that way you know it's EXTRA delicious. here's where i agree with wipert: i grope aimlessly for something "original" about this song to explain why it grabs ahold of me so tightly. i find nothing but myself in the song. there's nothing "original" about me. i'm just there, with every word, boring guitar strum and piano twinkling neutrally. but for me, it's anything but. it encompasses everything about how i survive, live, and dream. in fact, it's everyone. it's a "me" song for everyone. no wonder the most universal songs are boring as shit. how am i not myself? but for now, that's the last thought on my mind.
DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT OUR AIM PROFILES TO LEARN HOW TO HEAR THESE SONGS!!!
Friday, February 17, 2006
Qualler 35-31
I know. It's been too long. Get over it. I know you can when you see THIS!
Damn right. Me and Chris DO play Simpsons-style Clue, and we DO rock it Blogulator-style.
35. "Something"
Sam Prekop
Who's Your New Professor
[Thrill Jockey]
"i won't let go, so you know."
Ah, Prekop, ya old codger. According to Chris, members of The Most Serene Republic intersected with Prekop and basically said "Holy crap, Prekop, you rule," and Prekop, upon all accounts, sputtered, coughed, wrinkled his brow, spit in his tobaccey cup, chewed once, and said "Who the hell are you damned kids?"
34. "Since K Got Over Me"
The Clientele
Strange Geometry
[Merge]
"but everything's so vivid and so creepy since k got over me."
Oh man, it's about time chiming guitars made a comeback that didn't have to do with Chris Martin audiocrappin' all over us. But they aren't just chiming in the sense that they're high, Peter Buck-esque notes, they got the echo thing goin' too. And the vocals are pitch-perfect. Close your eyes and listen to it, and yeah, everything is so vivid and so creepy, but in that warm, brit-pop kinda way.
33. "Oh Mandy"
The Spinto Band
Nice and Nicely Done
[Bar/None]
"show me the re-run on the WB."
MANDOLIN! And lyrics about The WB. What a combo. I don't know what else to say other than the mandolin rocks hard on this one. Falsettos rock, too.
32. "Destroy Everything You Touch"
Ladytron
Witching Hour
[Rykodisc]
"destroy everything you touch today. destroy me this way."
Ladytron used to be all about the subtle lady-singer-as-robot thing with slinky beats and what not. Then this song destroys all of that in the first fifteen seconds. A euro-dance beat that makes you swear you're seeing strobe lights when you close your eyes. And yeah they still sing all cool-like. But hey, it's a lady-tron. What do you expect. ROBOTS.
31. "Pull Up The People"
M.I.A.
Arular
[XL]
"i got the bombs to make you blow. i got the beats to make you bang."
Ah M.I.A., you are so international, just like that dude from The Life Aquatic who sings David Bowie songs, and when I listen to you, I become a better, more well-rounded person. But seriously, M.I.A.'s producer Diplo rocks the shit out of the beat here with by far the creepiest production of the year, pulsing synth with enough rock to rock you. And M.I.A. is just kinda along for the ride.
DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT OUR AIM PROFILES IF YOU WANT TO HEAR THESE SONGS!!!
¶ posted by Unknown at 5:01 PM 0 comments
Damn right. Me and Chris DO play Simpsons-style Clue, and we DO rock it Blogulator-style.35. "Something"
Sam Prekop
Who's Your New Professor
[Thrill Jockey]
"i won't let go, so you know."
Ah, Prekop, ya old codger. According to Chris, members of The Most Serene Republic intersected with Prekop and basically said "Holy crap, Prekop, you rule," and Prekop, upon all accounts, sputtered, coughed, wrinkled his brow, spit in his tobaccey cup, chewed once, and said "Who the hell are you damned kids?"
34. "Since K Got Over Me"
The Clientele
Strange Geometry
[Merge]
"but everything's so vivid and so creepy since k got over me."
Oh man, it's about time chiming guitars made a comeback that didn't have to do with Chris Martin audiocrappin' all over us. But they aren't just chiming in the sense that they're high, Peter Buck-esque notes, they got the echo thing goin' too. And the vocals are pitch-perfect. Close your eyes and listen to it, and yeah, everything is so vivid and so creepy, but in that warm, brit-pop kinda way.
33. "Oh Mandy"
The Spinto Band
Nice and Nicely Done
[Bar/None]
"show me the re-run on the WB."
MANDOLIN! And lyrics about The WB. What a combo. I don't know what else to say other than the mandolin rocks hard on this one. Falsettos rock, too.
32. "Destroy Everything You Touch"
Ladytron
Witching Hour
[Rykodisc]
"destroy everything you touch today. destroy me this way."
Ladytron used to be all about the subtle lady-singer-as-robot thing with slinky beats and what not. Then this song destroys all of that in the first fifteen seconds. A euro-dance beat that makes you swear you're seeing strobe lights when you close your eyes. And yeah they still sing all cool-like. But hey, it's a lady-tron. What do you expect. ROBOTS.
31. "Pull Up The People"
M.I.A.
Arular
[XL]
"i got the bombs to make you blow. i got the beats to make you bang."
Ah M.I.A., you are so international, just like that dude from The Life Aquatic who sings David Bowie songs, and when I listen to you, I become a better, more well-rounded person. But seriously, M.I.A.'s producer Diplo rocks the shit out of the beat here with by far the creepiest production of the year, pulsing synth with enough rock to rock you. And M.I.A. is just kinda along for the ride.
DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT OUR AIM PROFILES IF YOU WANT TO HEAR THESE SONGS!!!
¶ posted by Unknown at 5:01 PM 0 comments
Friday, February 10, 2006
chris 40-36
peek-a-boo! our lists are full of surprises!
¶ posted by chris at 6:29 AM 0 comments
peek-a-boo! our lists are full of surprises!40 "the velvet cell."
gravenhurst.
fires in distant buildings.
[warp].
"to understand the killer, i must become the killer."
i'm sure there's some awful movie out there where the detective wants to get inside the killer's mind so desperately that he literally becomes the killer, or the twist ending is that the detective is the killer, but i just can't think of it right now. and it's so much better anyway when it's metaphorical and has driving instrumentation behind it. you can imagine your own beautiful noirish silent film in your mind when you close your eyes and listen to this song. oh and don't forget to add your own engimatic epilogue during the 2-minute instrumental outro!
39 "george washington."
stnnng.
dignified sissy.
[modern radio].
"i've never had an honest moment."
think about the similarities between politics and rebellious rock music's attitude toward politics (punk, post-punk, post-junk, whatever) when you listen to this song. it's scary how similar hateful, ignorant attitudes the two parties have. it's a playful yet deadly exercise in looking at multiple perspectives, and gets the root of the problem without even acknowledging. and we wonder why those rock against bush and future soundtrack of america compilations did little for their cause. oh artists. how a local band manages to rise above all of this and have the best guitarist and lyricist in town to boot is beyond me.
38 "young shavers."
giant haystacks.
blunt instrument.
[mistake].
"this is all there is."
what if pavement was from scotland and grew up on the minutemen instead of r.e.m.? finally some band is truly bringing back the slacker ethic to rock music and not faking it. "hey dude, that bass level is way too high." in response: "cool." sloppy guitars hanging barely together by the subdued drumwork and a slight need to recount youth without letting too may people know about it, including themselves. adolescence cannot be revisited, but at least it can be recreated musically.
37 "number 1."
goldfrapp.
number 1.
[mute].
"i'm like a dog to get you."
i've never heard a keyboard riff sound more like a saturday morning. upon first listen, this song sounds so plain and backgroundish. but you need to give it your full attention. i want everyone to give their full attention to all the songs on this list, but this one in particular needs you to stare at people living their lives while you sit back and concentrate on being yourself, listening to this song. at the closing fifty seconds, look in the mirror and realize you are filled with solid unadulterated calm joy. if you're lost between those states of content and happiness, this song is your anthem.
36 "yegelle tezeta."
mulatu astatke.
broken flowers: music from the film.
[decca].
moment @ 3:03
whether you loved or hated broken flowers, this song became a pervading soundtrack for your life for two hours. while goldfrapp demands full concentration, mulatu's free jazz groove demands to sit in the back of your ears, watching you, listening to you, providing you with a moment-by-moment musical dramatization of your stagnant life. you bop along with the rhythm section while the horns are the hiccups in your straight line. you stop, hesitate, but ultimately continue on until your life fades. but it ain't so bad, is it? LIFE BLOOMS IN ITS LACK, BIOTCHES.
DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT OUR AIM PROFILES IF YOU WANT TO HEAR THESE SONGS!!!
gravenhurst.
fires in distant buildings.
[warp].
"to understand the killer, i must become the killer."
i'm sure there's some awful movie out there where the detective wants to get inside the killer's mind so desperately that he literally becomes the killer, or the twist ending is that the detective is the killer, but i just can't think of it right now. and it's so much better anyway when it's metaphorical and has driving instrumentation behind it. you can imagine your own beautiful noirish silent film in your mind when you close your eyes and listen to this song. oh and don't forget to add your own engimatic epilogue during the 2-minute instrumental outro!
39 "george washington."
stnnng.
dignified sissy.
[modern radio].
"i've never had an honest moment."
think about the similarities between politics and rebellious rock music's attitude toward politics (punk, post-punk, post-junk, whatever) when you listen to this song. it's scary how similar hateful, ignorant attitudes the two parties have. it's a playful yet deadly exercise in looking at multiple perspectives, and gets the root of the problem without even acknowledging. and we wonder why those rock against bush and future soundtrack of america compilations did little for their cause. oh artists. how a local band manages to rise above all of this and have the best guitarist and lyricist in town to boot is beyond me.
38 "young shavers."
giant haystacks.
blunt instrument.
[mistake].
"this is all there is."
what if pavement was from scotland and grew up on the minutemen instead of r.e.m.? finally some band is truly bringing back the slacker ethic to rock music and not faking it. "hey dude, that bass level is way too high." in response: "cool." sloppy guitars hanging barely together by the subdued drumwork and a slight need to recount youth without letting too may people know about it, including themselves. adolescence cannot be revisited, but at least it can be recreated musically.
37 "number 1."
goldfrapp.
number 1.
[mute].
"i'm like a dog to get you."
i've never heard a keyboard riff sound more like a saturday morning. upon first listen, this song sounds so plain and backgroundish. but you need to give it your full attention. i want everyone to give their full attention to all the songs on this list, but this one in particular needs you to stare at people living their lives while you sit back and concentrate on being yourself, listening to this song. at the closing fifty seconds, look in the mirror and realize you are filled with solid unadulterated calm joy. if you're lost between those states of content and happiness, this song is your anthem.
36 "yegelle tezeta."
mulatu astatke.
broken flowers: music from the film.
[decca].
moment @ 3:03
whether you loved or hated broken flowers, this song became a pervading soundtrack for your life for two hours. while goldfrapp demands full concentration, mulatu's free jazz groove demands to sit in the back of your ears, watching you, listening to you, providing you with a moment-by-moment musical dramatization of your stagnant life. you bop along with the rhythm section while the horns are the hiccups in your straight line. you stop, hesitate, but ultimately continue on until your life fades. but it ain't so bad, is it? LIFE BLOOMS IN ITS LACK, BIOTCHES.
DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT OUR AIM PROFILES IF YOU WANT TO HEAR THESE SONGS!!!
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Qualler 40-36
Yeah yeah -- I don't have as many "cool" "intros" as "Chris" does. What have you, sons o'beeotches? Take this for a "photograph" to get you "interested" in this "psuedo-Blogulator post!"
Sadly, Hil' and gang don't appear on this list. But some other stuff does!
40. "Fuck You, Elton John"
Chin Up Chin Up
Chin Up Chin Up [Flameshovel]
"condition yourself that your conscience is a cordless. tear down your heart and build up a fortress."
Damn these guys can't sing worth crap. But that doesn't matter because HOLY CRAP they are TIIIIGHT. Chugging guitars that chime all over the place with like 17 different guitar parts going on that all seem to coincide. And crap they look hip as crap with jean jackets and while watching them live on a freakin' BED.
39. "One Zero"
Make Believe
Shock of Being [Polyvinyl]
"i'm making the bed with you in it. you need to incubate, just admit it."
Mike Kinsella scares the bejesus out of me. That's why I've had a hard time getting fully into Joan of Arc, despite Chris' obnoxious late-night calls pleading with me to just give The Gap a try or seven. But I can definitely roll with his "new band" (in quotations because it's basically just tha' Arc with sped-up tempos) and their frantic drums/time signature changes.
38. "Daft Punk is Playing At My House"
LCD Soundsystem
LCD Soundsystem [DFA/EMI]
"i'll show you da ropes kid, show you da ropes."
Don't believe that the indie crap is mainstream these days? Check this fun fact out: this here tune is the intro music for one Minnesota Twins sometimes-starting Shortstop, Jason Bartlett! Dude, the music guy at the Metrodome is totally into indie rock like LCD Soundsystem and Coldplay. Seriously, though, the LCD sets 'em up and knocks 'em down with this one.
37. "Work and Winter"
Meredith Bragg and The Terminals
Vol. I [Kora]
"smiling as i feel your breathing align -- it aligns with mine."
First off, Meredith's a DUDE. Crazy, huh. Second, The Dude Named Meredith nails everything that Ben "Plans? I Thought Our Album Was Called Plants? Oh Well, Lets Go With The Cover Anyway" Gibbard got wrong with the latest Death Cab album. That is, somewhat corny but heartfelt and meaningful lyrics, delicate melodies, and all-around gorgeousness. Way to go, Meredith, the dude.
36. "Black Grease"
The Black Angels
The Black Angels EP [Light in the Attic]
"so just kill kill kill kill."
What, STONER ROCK on the BLOGULATOR LIST? Wait, they're from Austin, TX, so it must be okay. Well, yeah, you're right. On paper, a slow, trodding song with echoey vocals repeating "kill kill kill" should be GARBAGE. But, kids, as Danny DeVito would say, it's all about the execution. The Black Angels can EXECUTE worth a thousand Danny DeVitos.
YOUR TURN, CHRISTOPH. ¶ posted by Unknown at 8:52 PM 0 comments
Sadly, Hil' and gang don't appear on this list. But some other stuff does!40. "Fuck You, Elton John"
Chin Up Chin Up
Chin Up Chin Up [Flameshovel]
"condition yourself that your conscience is a cordless. tear down your heart and build up a fortress."
Damn these guys can't sing worth crap. But that doesn't matter because HOLY CRAP they are TIIIIGHT. Chugging guitars that chime all over the place with like 17 different guitar parts going on that all seem to coincide. And crap they look hip as crap with jean jackets and while watching them live on a freakin' BED.
39. "One Zero"
Make Believe
Shock of Being [Polyvinyl]
"i'm making the bed with you in it. you need to incubate, just admit it."
Mike Kinsella scares the bejesus out of me. That's why I've had a hard time getting fully into Joan of Arc, despite Chris' obnoxious late-night calls pleading with me to just give The Gap a try or seven. But I can definitely roll with his "new band" (in quotations because it's basically just tha' Arc with sped-up tempos) and their frantic drums/time signature changes.
38. "Daft Punk is Playing At My House"
LCD Soundsystem
LCD Soundsystem [DFA/EMI]
"i'll show you da ropes kid, show you da ropes."
Don't believe that the indie crap is mainstream these days? Check this fun fact out: this here tune is the intro music for one Minnesota Twins sometimes-starting Shortstop, Jason Bartlett! Dude, the music guy at the Metrodome is totally into indie rock like LCD Soundsystem and Coldplay. Seriously, though, the LCD sets 'em up and knocks 'em down with this one.
37. "Work and Winter"
Meredith Bragg and The Terminals
Vol. I [Kora]
"smiling as i feel your breathing align -- it aligns with mine."
First off, Meredith's a DUDE. Crazy, huh. Second, The Dude Named Meredith nails everything that Ben "Plans? I Thought Our Album Was Called Plants? Oh Well, Lets Go With The Cover Anyway" Gibbard got wrong with the latest Death Cab album. That is, somewhat corny but heartfelt and meaningful lyrics, delicate melodies, and all-around gorgeousness. Way to go, Meredith, the dude.
36. "Black Grease"
The Black Angels
The Black Angels EP [Light in the Attic]
"so just kill kill kill kill."
What, STONER ROCK on the BLOGULATOR LIST? Wait, they're from Austin, TX, so it must be okay. Well, yeah, you're right. On paper, a slow, trodding song with echoey vocals repeating "kill kill kill" should be GARBAGE. But, kids, as Danny DeVito would say, it's all about the execution. The Black Angels can EXECUTE worth a thousand Danny DeVitos.
YOUR TURN, CHRISTOPH. ¶ posted by Unknown at 8:52 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
chris 45-41
qualler and i love these songs almost as much as these commoners love each other (sooo much!!!):
45 "the soundless dawn came alive as cities began to mark the horizon."
red sparowes.
at the soundless dawn.
[neurot].
moment @ 3:11
i never knew the sound of a xylophone could foreshadow impending doom so well. glittery melodies brush away the sand from our eyes and we stretch and prepare ourselves for consciousness. as soon as we realize the life we've woken up to, the lead guitars sound like they're fighting against what we now know as the wreckage of morning that falls down so violently on us every 24 hours. whoa. epic.
44 "these re-occuring nightmares."
my project: blue.
ep.
[boompa].
"it's okay because we've fallen from our minds."
clap your hands say yeah are pretty good, but hopefully after they get over themselves, they'll end up sounding like my project: blue. or maybe if matt sharp ever got over all those girls, the new rentals album will sound kind of like this. but enough what ifs, the fact is that this is the best happy indie music in existence today. he's obviously torn apart over some girl just like the rest, but the difference is that the hand claps, doo-doos, spacey keys, psyche-out anti-guitar solo and shout-along outro give us the distinction between emotion and reality that we all need to learn.
43 "what else is there?"
royksopp.
the understanding.
[astralwerks].
"we cover distance but not together."
is she speaking english? can't wait to hear the new THE KNIFE cd, because i will again get to hear karen dreijer's sweet warbled-with-an-attitude voice. i don't know about you, but whenever i'm driving late at night on a foggy road in the middle of nowhere, i wish i would literally see a ghost from my past. royksopp pays attention to their shit too, because the beat is driving and the atmospherics are muddled and if you're wearing headphones and wade through the minimalistic epilogue, you'll hear the ghost!!! listen closely!!!
42 "the boat room."
mice parade.
bem-vinda vontade.
[bubblecore].
"the better one is the one who can breathe."
two songs in a row featuring sexy female vocals? who am i, p. arty? how this song sounds is how i wished corpse bride would have been. a warm yet pale duet between two parties distanced by death, but brought together through memory and music. the colorless guitar is the fading heartbeat, the cinematic looping xylophone riff is the sound of a neverending flashback. guest vocalist kristin anna valtysdsttir of mum is the voice in the dark corner of your windy bedroom. listen to her (and you will) and you will drown in your creation (and you should).
41 "the purple bottle."
animal collective.
feels.
[fatcat].
"sometimes i'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know."
drugs blah blah pot hazy blah stoned yeah blah. fuck that. this song is about JUMPING. do you HEAR that floor tom? if gummi bears were still on the air, i would demand that this be their new theme song, because you KNOW that it's gummiberry juice in the purple bottle. it's GOT to be. i'm jumpin' all over my apartment just LISTENING to this, much less consuming the contents of which panda and avey describe lyrically. and metaphorical jumping around? FUCK yeah i'm experiencing that shit too.
¶ posted by chris at 8:23 PM 1 comments
45 "the soundless dawn came alive as cities began to mark the horizon."
red sparowes.
at the soundless dawn.
[neurot].
moment @ 3:11
i never knew the sound of a xylophone could foreshadow impending doom so well. glittery melodies brush away the sand from our eyes and we stretch and prepare ourselves for consciousness. as soon as we realize the life we've woken up to, the lead guitars sound like they're fighting against what we now know as the wreckage of morning that falls down so violently on us every 24 hours. whoa. epic.
44 "these re-occuring nightmares."
my project: blue.
ep.
[boompa].
"it's okay because we've fallen from our minds."
clap your hands say yeah are pretty good, but hopefully after they get over themselves, they'll end up sounding like my project: blue. or maybe if matt sharp ever got over all those girls, the new rentals album will sound kind of like this. but enough what ifs, the fact is that this is the best happy indie music in existence today. he's obviously torn apart over some girl just like the rest, but the difference is that the hand claps, doo-doos, spacey keys, psyche-out anti-guitar solo and shout-along outro give us the distinction between emotion and reality that we all need to learn.
43 "what else is there?"
royksopp.
the understanding.
[astralwerks].
"we cover distance but not together."
is she speaking english? can't wait to hear the new THE KNIFE cd, because i will again get to hear karen dreijer's sweet warbled-with-an-attitude voice. i don't know about you, but whenever i'm driving late at night on a foggy road in the middle of nowhere, i wish i would literally see a ghost from my past. royksopp pays attention to their shit too, because the beat is driving and the atmospherics are muddled and if you're wearing headphones and wade through the minimalistic epilogue, you'll hear the ghost!!! listen closely!!!
42 "the boat room."
mice parade.
bem-vinda vontade.
[bubblecore].
"the better one is the one who can breathe."
two songs in a row featuring sexy female vocals? who am i, p. arty? how this song sounds is how i wished corpse bride would have been. a warm yet pale duet between two parties distanced by death, but brought together through memory and music. the colorless guitar is the fading heartbeat, the cinematic looping xylophone riff is the sound of a neverending flashback. guest vocalist kristin anna valtysdsttir of mum is the voice in the dark corner of your windy bedroom. listen to her (and you will) and you will drown in your creation (and you should).
41 "the purple bottle."
animal collective.
feels.
[fatcat].
"sometimes i'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know."
drugs blah blah pot hazy blah stoned yeah blah. fuck that. this song is about JUMPING. do you HEAR that floor tom? if gummi bears were still on the air, i would demand that this be their new theme song, because you KNOW that it's gummiberry juice in the purple bottle. it's GOT to be. i'm jumpin' all over my apartment just LISTENING to this, much less consuming the contents of which panda and avey describe lyrically. and metaphorical jumping around? FUCK yeah i'm experiencing that shit too.
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