2008 November Archive at something else

So the webhost and I got into a fight and then I lost and they deleted all the music and then I went a re-registered and put it back so fuck you sitesled. What that means is there is once again music and I can once again dribble away with my self-indulgent babble (if Baz Luhrmann can, so can I). I’ll try to keep it short.

This week it’s back to 1966, Los Angeles and Burt Bacharach. Love’s debut self-entitled album might not be as fantastic as their third Forever Changes, but it’s damn close. Even Syd Barrett stole some of the guitar riff (sorry, was inspired by) from the lead single and Burt Bacharach cover My Little Red Book. Could this be the first ironic interpretation of a song? If it was I curse the band because it was their fault that now ever band needs to do a ironic cover or two (Sonic Youth with Get Into The Groove anyone?)

Still, there is a cover of Hey Joe and a track called Mushroom Clouds, plus a track about drug use, so you can see the ultra-psychedelic Forever Changes on the horizon.

My Little Red Book
Can’t Explain
A Message to Pretty
My Flash on You
Softly to Me
No Matter What You Do
Emotions
You I’ll Be Following
Gazing
Hey Joe
Signed D. C.
Coloured Balls Falling
Mushroom Clouds
And More

Listen: My Little Red Book
Listen: Signed D.C.

Buy: Opens in iTunes

Fuck you band for naming yourself Love. Imagine all the filth I had to wade through to find the right links.

I was trying to think of a way to cheer up Ivana, but I ended up listening to angsty music and then learning that apparently angsty is not a word, well according to the spell-check device attached to Safari but that’s not a problem because I’m going to keep using it anyway. This week, instead of hip-hop which I have become tired of, I’ll be posting some music from The Replacements, an original punk band from Minneapolis (not the Disney TV series or that terrible film with Keanu Reeves).

The Replacements had, in my more-than-often-correct opinion, three fantastic albums (being Let It Be, Tim and Pleased To Meet Me), but never really got too much fame because their lead singer Paul Westerberg was a raging alcoholic. They also alienated fans etc etc (and recorded a live album called The Shit Hits The Fans), so it’s a wonder they aren’t the new ultra-indie phenomenon - OMG I just discovered this amazing band, they are so punk man, they match my $500 boots and Tsubi jeans (fuck me aren’t I just the BIGGEST junkie).

Listen to them before the Hopeton crowd fucks them over.

So this week, it’s Tim. The best songs, in my opinion, are Kiss Me On The Buss, Waitress In The Sky…

Paid my fare, don’t want to complain.
You get to me, you’re always out of champagne.
Treat me like a bum, don’t wear no tie,
well you ain’t nothin’ but a waitress in the sky.

…Swingin’ Party, about not fitting in with the in-crowd…

If being wrong’s a crime I’m serving forever.
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather.
If being afraid is a crime, we’d hang side by side
at the swingin’ party down the line.

…Left of the Dial and Here Comes A Regular.

Hold My Life
I’ll Buy
Kiss Me on the Bus
Dose of Thunder
Waitress in the Sky
Swingin’ Party
Bastards of Young
Lay It Down Clown
Left of the Dial
Little Mascara
Here Comes a Regular

Listen: Bastards of Young
Listen: Left of the Dial

Buy: Opens in iTunes

So this week at the radio station, even though the announcing of the tracks was awful, we got callers, both positive, and one even said that we blew him away with the great music, then told me that it cut into his depression… Will be presenting on 2SER 107.3fm in one month (mark it down in your diaries yo.)

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Monthly Archive for November, 2008

Love

Tim

Out There

Much Love

I Hear You

On My Wave