“Rock And Roll” by led zeppelin may be the “simplest” song most fucked up by cover bands. this is because most people, understandably, hear the drum intro as beginning on beat 1 instead of 3.5. nearly guaranteed that when you hear this song done in a bar the entrance of the rest of the band will be an awkward collision. now, technology and a right-minded dabbler collide to save humanity. praise be to allah:
in line with the increasingly cloddish mind of the normalon, “top 20″ garbage songs are becoming hook-obsessed, on the way to a song that’s simply one hook (overflowing with dances on and around the major third) repeated for 3 minutes. no verse. no bridge. leading the hook procession lately, the sickening “If We Ever Meet Again” from timbaland and katy perry. what a crap song. normalons? they must hear it at least once an hour.
oh, and eminem still sucks, but just worse than ever.
as usual i’m behind on phenomena presented to the normalons. wasn’t until a week or so ago that i was informed that someone made what may be considered rightly the only music video in the world. the video is, of course, “Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)” by beyoncé knowles, featuring two other dancers, at least one of which (cedar lake contemporary ballet’s ebony williams) should probably be classified as a lethal sexual weapon. oh my.
add bass-of-doom synth worthy of — dare i say — zawinul himself, master of the oberheim battery, and a potentially bleh song crosses into shawp land. it’s almost good enough for a baby to dance to.
if you like superior music and lots o’ vintage talkin’ ’bout monkeys, get to underworld amusements for the mencken/scopes podcast from kevin slaughter. oh, and mencken.
don’t like “Yes! We Have No Bananas” as much as most people, but in episode 5 (Yearning Mountaineers’ Souls Need Reconversion Nightly, Mencken Finds), The Pied Pipers nearly turn me into a believer. turbocharged excellence.
glad somebody else did this. just heard “…Baby One More Time ” for the first time last month (hard to believe, yes), and immediately began singing “Oops!… I Did It Again” along with it — a complete ripoff, as well exposed in this tight and funny vid:
generally from the school of “whatever” when it comes to lyrics (the pure sound is my main interest), i love that the words for the closing credits of WKRP in Cincinnati were essentially deliberate gibberish.
three good YouTubes taking a stab at what they “really” are.
i dig kitty, daisy & lewis, who just shuffled up on my player with Polly Put The Kettle On. went to YouTube for a live version. they’s some swingin’ muthafuckahs, and dig her gorgeous hair:
joan jett is a bad muthafuckah! she’s energizing my ass this afternoon. in a college bar band i played the obligatory blackhearts hit or two, but WTF. nice stuff elsewhere, and had never listened to it. smooch me, joan; i’m smooching you.
so much to dig about lady gaga. don’t have any of her albums, and probably won’t get any, but haven’t yet seen anything that turns me off from this odd chick of galactic art power [20100320 oh my. that was short-lived.]. her name supposedly stems from being a queen/mercury fan, so she starts off right.
anytime i see her in some new crazy hat or whatever, it makes me laugh. such a great girl, with that ethnic-american face and body that keeps getting tighter (while her breasts stay natural [looking], praise be to allah). though i dug madonna okay as a pop diva tank (mostly couldn’t sing worth a damn), my heart goes with LG — something madonna could never do. LG, IMO, is true.
yeah, it’s a triple–quad whammy of pop loserdom touting luciano pavarotti singing giacomo puccini’s Nessun dorma from Turandot, but sometimes… sometimes ya just gotta not let that get in the way. by god, what majestic life. sit back and give yourself a clear measly 4 minutes to take this in, horrible tech quality and all:
many comedians affect an afterburner-style humor approach, probably stemming from standup and the need to pump laughs quick and GTFO. it often leads to an audience forcing itself to laugh. though he probably used to swim those waters regularly, ron bennington (of the ron and fez show) now generally idles it into cruise mode, then launches out of nowhere an ali shuffle or just a plain knockout. i can count on a straight up surprise belly laugh every 30 minutes or so listening to ron MC his radio show, and that’s pretty damned good. (more…)
excuse the NPR association; this vid (iTunes link, “Video: PJ Harvey And John Parish At SXSW” 8:19 5/15/2009) is worth ignoring the creeps who produced it. PJ harvey the sorceress. don’t tune out if you don’t like the first couple of minutes. FF to the second tune and, while focusing through to the end, marvel at a soul chick in top command of her voice arsenal. it’s funny when listening to the first song and its strained skew-pronunciation to bear in mind that polly jean is english.
last thing i expected to find this morning. never knew that dave roth recorded a version of Eat ‘Em and Smile — the whole album — in spanish (then titled Sonrisa Salvaje). ha! follow the link and hear the samples. funny.