Friday, February 10, 2006
chris 40-36
peek-a-boo! our lists are full of surprises!
¶ posted by chris at 6:29 AM 
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!!!
