Parenthetical Girls - The Weight She Fell Under Every afternoon, I walked the girl to the center of town. There were eight streets that led to it, and for each approach to the two blocks of shops and vaguely public-looking buildings, I assigned the town a different name: Townville, Cityton, Burgborough, Townburgh, Boroville, Cityboro, Burghton, and Town City. With a clear conscience, I would stand with the girl in the center of town and point things out-- entablatures, drinking fountains, skymarks, misspelled signs in shopwindows, a pair of roofed-over stairwells, [...]
Parenthetical Girls - The Weight She Fell Under Every afternoon, I walked the girl to the center of town. There were eight streets that led to it, and for each approach to the two blocks of shops and vaguely public-looking buildings, I assigned the town a different name: Townville, Cityton, Burgborough, Townburgh, Boroville, Cityboro, Burghton, and Town City. With a clear conscience, I would stand with the girl in the center of town and point things out-- entablatures, drinking fountains, skymarks, misspelled signs in shopwindows, a pair of roofed-over stairwells, [...]
Sebastien Grainger and The Mountains - American Names DFA 1979: much-loved, very much broken-up. A lot of people made noise about MSTRKRFT (Keeler's first-strike, pre-Justice blog house act?) when they came out with their record, but I think perhaps that it's Sebastien Grainger that everyone should be paying their hectic attention to- not only did he release a blistering little split 7" last year under his given name (the song, "When You Go Out", was one of the things I listened to incessantly while writing, and it's beat-beam architecture, coupled with Sebastien's vigorously [...]
Sebastien Grainger and The Mountains - American Names DFA 1979: much-loved, very much broken-up. A lot of people made noise about MSTRKRFT (Keeler's first-strike, pre-Justice blog house act?) when they came out with their record, but I think perhaps that it's Sebastien Grainger that everyone should be paying their hectic attention to- not only did he release a blistering little split 7" last year under his given name (the song, "When You Go Out", was one of the things I listened to incessantly while writing, and it's beat-beam architecture, coupled with Sebastien's vigorously [...]
Geronimo - Just Like Water Obviously, since I feel compelled to write a post about it, you should take my word for it when I say that this is the most excited I've been about a new band in a long time. Geronimo contains two of the main members of one of my favorite (extinct) bands of the last, uh, decade: Despistado (whom I have duly mourned at least three times in the traditional black-on-pink ). Dagan and Leif (the singer and lead [...]
Geronimo - Just Like Water Obviously, since I feel compelled to write a post about it, you should take my word for it when I say that this is the most excited I've been about a new band in a long time. Geronimo contains two of the main members of one of my favorite (extinct) bands of the last, uh, decade: Despistado (whom I have duly mourned at least three times in the traditional black-on-pink ). Dagan and Leif (the singer and lead [...]
Ungdomskulen - Witches Mate in the Underground This is technically a rerun, but now I have an actual copy of the song, plus hey, who remembers last January anyway? I know I don't: Like most of Ungdomskulen's songs, "Witches Mate..." is a tightly controlled, guitar-scrawled track, and as with the amazing "Ordinary Son", the band stretches it out well past the six minute mark. Ungdomskulen do an exceptional job of taking elements that, extracontextually, would be considered harsh and abrasive, and putting them (these sandpapery noises) into songs that are bustling with [...]
Ungdomskulen - Witches Mate in the Underground This is technically a rerun, but now I have an actual copy of the song, plus hey, who remembers last January anyway? I know I don't: Like most of Ungdomskulen's songs, "Witches Mate..." is a tightly controlled, guitar-scrawled track, and as with the amazing "Ordinary Son", the band stretches it out well past the six minute mark. Ungdomskulen do an exceptional job of taking elements that, extracontextually, would be considered harsh and abrasive, and putting them (these sandpapery noises) into songs that are bustling with [...]
Animal Collective - Sponge Luke There could be a two-part suite where Black Dice's 'Miles of Smiles' follows (almost) seamlessly upon AC's 'Sponge Luke'; both songs possess a fire-eyed nocturnal gleam and menace. 'Miles of Smiles': humidity slick cicadas whirr and grumble, while 'Sponge Luke' has the bubbly kvetching of innumerable lily-bound frogs. While the Black Dice portion of this imaginary split reminds me oh so strongly of the showers/flowers overlap of April and May (the MoS EP was released right around Easter, I think), and the cool wayward breezes of [...]
Animal Collective - Sponge Luke There could be a two-part suite where Black Dice's 'Miles of Smiles' follows (almost) seamlessly upon AC's 'Sponge Luke'; both songs possess a fire-eyed nocturnal gleam and menace. 'Miles of Smiles': humidity slick cicadas whirr and grumble, while 'Sponge Luke' has the bubbly kvetching of innumerable lily-bound frogs. While the Black Dice portion of this imaginary split reminds me oh so strongly of the showers/flowers overlap of April and May (the MoS EP was released right around Easter, I think), and the cool wayward breezes of [...]
Hala Strana - Haneros Haluli This song feels like a box. Two hands wide, two hands tall. Dark, fine-grained wood. Few knots. Reach inside it once and you can feel cold, hard snow falling. The second time: wind-lapped leaves brushing up softly against your fingers. This is a box you can walk around town with, keep in the trunk of your car in case of emergency, and use as a nifty means of surprising strangers or loved ones. It is elegant and useful. You can forget about it for some time (careless), for a decade [...]
Hala Strana - Haneros Haluli This song feels like a box. Two hands wide, two hands tall. Dark, fine-grained wood. Few knots. Reach inside it once and you can feel cold, hard snow falling. The second time: wind-lapped leaves brushing up softly against your fingers. This is a box you can walk around town with, keep in the trunk of your car in case of emergency, and use as a nifty means of surprising strangers or loved ones. It is elegant and useful. You can forget about it for some time (careless), for a decade [...]
Adam and Alden - Baroquen A suit of armor- one of the old, old ones, with just a narrow slit for the eyes and one of those bird-beaky helmets - comes alive in the red-carpeted hallway of a neglected wing of an extensive mansion. His new life is a surprise. He works his legs and arms, moves around the house awkwardly, and holds in his glove-hands whatever he finds: a ball of lint, a potted plant, the pull-string of a curtain. He thinks about the knight: what happened to him? He sees a garden [...]
Adam and Alden - Baroquen A suit of armor- one of the old, old ones, with just a narrow slit for the eyes and one of those bird-beaky helmets - comes alive in the red-carpeted hallway of a neglected wing of an extensive mansion. His new life is a surprise. He works his legs and arms, moves around the house awkwardly, and holds in his glove-hands whatever he finds: a ball of lint, a potted plant, the pull-string of a curtain. He thinks about the knight: what happened to him? He sees a garden [...]
Still alive, remarkably. I'm about a month into grad school, MFA program in fiction. Future looks bright. Upon graduating, I can look forward to receiving numerous offers to adjunct at community colleges in the viciously rural and isolated areas of the country, where I will impart my questionable knowledge upon a variety of unsuspecting students. Maybe I'll pursue my dream of becoming the first professional logger/soccer player. Good money in that, I figure. Football has started once again, and I feel good about that. Music coming back soon. I have more free [...]
Still alive, remarkably. I'm about a month into grad school, MFA program in fiction. Future looks bright. Upon graduating, I can look forward to receiving numerous offers to adjunct at community colleges in the viciously rural and isolated areas of the country, where I will impart my questionable knowledge upon a variety of unsuspecting students. Maybe I'll pursue my dream of becoming the first professional logger/soccer player. Good money in that, I figure. Football has started once again, and I feel good about that. Music coming back soon. I have more free [...]
One of the most impressive songs from the new Interpol album, "Our Love to Admire", is the dark and bouncy 'There's no I in Threesome'. When I first saw that title in the tracklist, I thought that maybe the band had really just started wholeheartedly indulging their prurient side- but, when I heard the song and listened to the lyrics, I realized that there's a lot of really interesting rhetoric going on in the argument that Paul Banks makes. He outlines a relationship that's troubled ('alone we may fight', 'there are days in this life when you see the teethmarks [...]
One of the most impressive songs from the new Interpol album, "Our Love to Admire", is the dark and bouncy 'There's no I in Threesome'. When I first saw that title in the tracklist, I thought that maybe the band had really just started wholeheartedly indulging their prurient side- but, when I heard the song and listened to the lyrics, I realized that there's a lot of really interesting rhetoric going on in the argument that Paul Banks makes. He outlines a relationship that's troubled ('alone we may fight', 'there are days in this life when you see the teethmarks [...]
Real Life - Send Me an Angel '89 Starring: Sean Hayes, Beast Man (one of Skeletor's crew), and a feathery-haired semi-damsel. Also this may be one of the most atrocious ideas for a music video ever, plus the song is super fucking gross. I wish I could phrase all this in a more articulate way, but I've seen this video three separate times at the gym, and every time I get hit with it, it makes me want to vomit, burn down my house, and find any surviving members [...]
Also this may be one of the most atrocious ideas for a music video ever, plus the song is super fucking gross. I wish I could phrase all this in a more articulate way, but I've seen this video three separate times at the gym, and every time I get hit with it, it makes me want to vomit, burn down my house, and find any surviving members of this band (REAL LIFE), and punish them by repeatedly and forcefully questioning them in a wet basement (while a loop of the above runs continuously) regarding their motivations for writing this [...]
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[LISTEN] Gotye (Passion Pit Remix)
Big Boi & Theophilus London (feat. TRE LUCE) - 'She Said OK'
