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 
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!!!
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I know this isn't your fault, Chris, but where's the rest of the list? Do we have to wait until after tax season?
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