I’ve been a bit busy with relocation activities, so let’s just all enjoy Pitchfork’s Top 100 Tracks of 2011. I’ll see you in 2012.
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Breakfast, lunch, dinner. Sam Cooke is for any time.
You Send Me - Sam Cooke
Interrupt my breakfast with a little slow dancing in the kitchen. You thrill me, honest you do.
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Self-released track from Vampire Weekend’s Rostam Batmanglij, Don’t Let It Get To You.
Drum beat is damn close to Paul Simon’s The Obvious Child — not that I’m complaining.
Source: SoundCloud / ROSTAM
This morning: Aerosmith’s Crazy. It popped in there while I was brushing my teeth. Then my train of thought went something like:
Remember when Steven Tyler cast his own daughter in a video? Wait. Why was that even a big deal? And Alicia Silverstone! Was that before Clueless? Was that her big break? An Aerosmith video is a great big break. Sort of like Courtney Cox in Dancing in the Dark.
Oh, wait. I remember the video for Crazy. It’s a little risque. Don’t they strip at an amateur night? I think it’s also a bit homoerotic. That makes it weird to put your own daughter in it. Hmm. Maybe he just knew she was really talented? Wow. Now I’m rationalizing hypersexualizing one’s daughter.
And then the electric toothbrush stopped.
As things slow down, there is more room in my head in the mornings for songs. Yesterday morning was “Julia” by The Beatles.
I was 12 when I discovered the White Album; I swiped it from my dad’s collection and blasted it from my basement bedroom. I remember being transfixed by the juxtaposition of the avant-garde (“Revolution 9”) and the gentle acoustic songs like “Julia.”
The White Album was one of those albums that, as they say, changed my perspective on shit. In fact, “I Will” was played acoustic during our wedding ceremony.
Vandaveer is going to be huge one of these days, and you’ll be able to say you saw it here.
And I’ll be able to say we got to see them dozens of times here in DC. And were moved every time. Definitely see them if you get the chance.
Vandaveer : Beat Beat My Heart (Shangri-la Studios session)
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I’m not the world’s biggest fan of her music, but as a person? Well. I’d like to befriend her.
“I wonder what it would be like if I were a male rock star? Maybe I just could be like ‘fuck it’ and keep someone hanging there. But, I don’t know… It just doesn’t feel right. And I definitely don’t have groupies. No, the evening always ends with me and my friend in my hotel room watching romantic comedies going, ‘We’re never getting married.’”
This was fun.
Check out Jesse’s profile of Florence Welch in this week’s Newsweek.
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I love rap and R&B. The problem is that I sorta stopped following what came out past, like, 2004.
So let’s go back in time and remember how Mariah Carey jammed with Bone Thugs N Harmony in 1998. (Have we done this before? Oh well.)
You have to admit that her album “Butterfly” was pretty good, thanks in large part to her canning Tommy Matola as husband and producer and bringing Missy Elliot and Puff Daddy (P. Diddy? Sean Combs? What is he now?) on board.
AND she looks amazing. See also: Honey.
