Posts tagged Music
Posts tagged Music

10/21/2011: Music: Now That You’re Gone by Ryan Adams
Everything you ever touched is undisturbed and hangs out
Like crime scene evidence undisturbed in dust
I don’t dare touch anything because it’s evidence of us
And it means everything
Well sort of
10/20/2011: Music: Stuck In a Moment You Can’t Get Out Of by U2
AND IF THE NIGHT RUNS OVER
AND IF THE DAYS WON’T LAST
AND IF YOUR WAY SHOULD FALTER
ALONG THAT STONY PATH
IT’S JUST A MOMENT
THIS TOO SHALL PASS

10/19/2011: Music: Up On Your Leopard, Upon the End of Your Feral Days by Sunset Rubdown
Spencer Krug is genius, that is all. Just listen to this song, that is also all.
You’re the one who ran in the wild a virgin to a name
You’re the one who lived off a forsaken land
I’m the one who sat at your capture and let the snow fall
On this whispering rapture
And you’re the one who’s kissing your captor’s hands
Well shit,
I know we’re all growing old
And where there’s a will there’s a way
So, way to go
But say goodbye to your feral days
10/19/2011: Lists: Top 10 Music Moments in Film by Cameron Crowe - The Uncool
2.”She Smiled Sweetly / Ruby Tuesday” (The Rolling Stones)
The Royal Tenenbaums (2002)
It’s said that Jackson Browne, watching The Royal Tenenbaums, was so transported watching the “These Days” sequence that he thought wistfully, “this guy plays like I used to play.” And then he realized – it is me. Wes Anderson’s brilliant use of the Nico original galvanized and reinvented the song even for Jackson Browne, who now plays the song in its original mode at his live performances. All this, because Anderson picked the right song, the right camera speed and the perfect actors to play Margot and Richie Tenenbaum. It aches. And there is another stunning music-in-movies moment just around the corner in Tenenbaums, when Anderson busts out The Rolling Stones.
Margot and Richie have finally escaped to be alone under a tent with a record player. Their music choice is a vinyl (hooray) copy of Between The Buttons. Anderson lets the album track in the long unrequited love scene between the two. (Sadly, they’re adoptive siblings) When “She Smiled Sweetly” flows into “Ruby Tuesday,” even though Wes is re-sequencing the album, the result is an left-hook of deeper emotion. Now this already wonderful scene takes off into true greatness. Many a director has tried to use “Ruby Tuesday,” the evocative Brian Jones/Stones classic, and failed. Wes solves the problem by letting you hear it the way the way you’d hear it in life… devastating and random in the way it pops up, innocently requiring you to remember the moment forever.
(Click HERE for his full list)
Enough cannot be said for this scene in particular and this film in general.
Cameron Crowe does not restrain himself to 10 on this list, it really is fascinating.
![10/18/2011: Music: Interview: Ryan Adams - The AV Club
Some Highlights:
I don’t know, because it’s this one long, never-ending story of me being a record collector, being a metal enthusiast. My weird side effect of that is that I play acoustic guitar and write these songs. It’s as weird to me now that I do what I do as it ever has been. It’s sort of like, “Wow, I’m still writing these kinds of songs. This is wild.” And then, I’m still listening to fucking Satyricon, you know what I mean? I get a fuckin’ boner listening to Dark Medieval Times. I get a musical boner that’s in the shape of an inverted cross. [Laughs.] I’m fucking down for it. But then I go to my songs, and I write these fuckin’ acoustic songs about this stuff. In my weird mind, it’s sort of like, “Maybe this stuff belongs… It’s the kind of music they would play in the woods outside of Mordor.” [Laughs.] That’s what it is to me. It really isn’t anything more than that. At times, I’ve over-described it, and I bought into the fucking interviews when I was younger. Like, “Yeah, this shit is totally meaningful.” [Laughs.] - Ryan Adams
“Last time I was here, this shit was suckin’ hard / It isn’t suckin’ hard anymore / I got rid of my David Coverdale-fuckin’-second-Whitesnake-album haircut / and all my backstage passes to the Ratt Infestation tour lyin’ on the floor.” - Ryan Adams
The preparation of what I’m doing takes a shitload longer than a person to just listen to it through once, and then start jive-turkeying on the Internet. Because the Internet is an immediate thing, but you can’t fucking write an album on the Internet. So, to me, it’s a virtual meal, and you can’t virtually taste shit. It’s a false experience, when I see the reviews of something that I’ve done, to [only have had] the record for a day. So my records go into my back catalog—my back catalog sells more than anything—and then people can just go to the back catalog. It’s always there; it’s like canned goods. When they’re hungry, they can go and get it, and there it is. It’s there for them. - Ryan Adams
“It’s not a ‘Go to the beach’ record, but it’s like, ‘Let’s go out at night and let’s fuckin’ be werewolves of chaos in New York.’” - Ryan Adams
(Read the full Review Here)
I fucking love Ryan Adams, he’s a fucking rockandroll god of pain and love. And fuck he sounds like a crazy bastard and I mean that in the best way. He talks here about idiots on the internet who are full of negativity but the the worst I ever heard of was some jerk was saying that happiness ruined Ryan and that the guy(girl?) wished that Ryan was still on drugs and his wife (Mandy Moore) would leave him so his music would be good again. What a selfish asshole.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt9t4u5sfz1qbedn2o1_500.jpg)
10/18/2011: Music: Interview: Ryan Adams - The AV Club
Some Highlights:
I don’t know, because it’s this one long, never-ending story of me being a record collector, being a metal enthusiast. My weird side effect of that is that I play acoustic guitar and write these songs. It’s as weird to me now that I do what I do as it ever has been. It’s sort of like, “Wow, I’m still writing these kinds of songs. This is wild.” And then, I’m still listening to fucking Satyricon, you know what I mean? I get a fuckin’ boner listening to Dark Medieval Times. I get a musical boner that’s in the shape of an inverted cross. [Laughs.] I’m fucking down for it. But then I go to my songs, and I write these fuckin’ acoustic songs about this stuff. In my weird mind, it’s sort of like, “Maybe this stuff belongs… It’s the kind of music they would play in the woods outside of Mordor.” [Laughs.] That’s what it is to me. It really isn’t anything more than that. At times, I’ve over-described it, and I bought into the fucking interviews when I was younger. Like, “Yeah, this shit is totally meaningful.” [Laughs.] - Ryan Adams
“Last time I was here, this shit was suckin’ hard / It isn’t suckin’ hard anymore / I got rid of my David Coverdale-fuckin’-second-Whitesnake-album haircut / and all my backstage passes to the Ratt Infestation tour lyin’ on the floor.” - Ryan Adams
The preparation of what I’m doing takes a shitload longer than a person to just listen to it through once, and then start jive-turkeying on the Internet. Because the Internet is an immediate thing, but you can’t fucking write an album on the Internet. So, to me, it’s a virtual meal, and you can’t virtually taste shit. It’s a false experience, when I see the reviews of something that I’ve done, to [only have had] the record for a day. So my records go into my back catalog—my back catalog sells more than anything—and then people can just go to the back catalog. It’s always there; it’s like canned goods. When they’re hungry, they can go and get it, and there it is. It’s there for them. - Ryan Adams
“It’s not a ‘Go to the beach’ record, but it’s like, ‘Let’s go out at night and let’s fuckin’ be werewolves of chaos in New York.’” - Ryan Adams
I fucking love Ryan Adams, he’s a fucking rockandroll god of pain and love. And fuck he sounds like a crazy bastard and I mean that in the best way. He talks here about idiots on the internet who are full of negativity but the the worst I ever heard of was some jerk was saying that happiness ruined Ryan and that the guy(girl?) wished that Ryan was still on drugs and his wife (Mandy Moore) would leave him so his music would be good again. What a selfish asshole.
10/18/2011: Music: The Hair Song by Black Mountain
“Schmidt’s spotlight turns are indicative of a broader shift in Black Mountain’s M.O., where the band is becoming less reliant on a monolithic power-chord attack and playing more to the strengths and subtleties of its individual members. Sure, Wilderness Heart boasts Black Mountain’s fiercest thrasher to date in “Let Spirits Ride”— which takes the proto-speed-metal riff of Black Sabbath’s “Symptom of the Universe” for a joyride— but the real revelation is the playfully loose, stutter-grooved “The Hair Song”, which despite being built upon contorted acoustic-guitar strums and slides, hits as hard as anything else in the band’s canon. The song also charts the increasing confluence of McBean and Amber Webber’s voices— where they were initially presented as stark contrasts, the two are now practically finishing each other’s sentences. And in some cases, Webber even steals the song from de facto frontman McBean, her chorus turn on “Rollercoaster” elevating the track out of its sludgy morass.” - Stuart Berman
(For the rest of the Pitchfork review, click HERE)
This song is just plain fun and the video pretty cool too.
Alien fascist, alien with the devil
No provocation
Let the whole world turn us on
There will be none left to drag away under your rule
Bang, bang the drum
Children having fun with the blues

10/18/2011: Book Review: A Visit From The Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan - NYTimes
“Is there anything Egan can’t do in this mash-up of forms? Write successfully in the second person? Check. Parody celebrity journalism and David Foster Wallace at the same time? Check. Make a moving narrative out of a PowerPoint presentation? Check. Write about a cokehead music producer who demands oral sex from his teenage girlfriend during her friends’ band’s performance? Check. Narrate another chapter from the perspective of the above girlfriend’s best friend, standing at the same performance on the other side of said producer? Check. Compose a futuristic vision of New York? Check.” - Will Blythe
A Visit From The Goon Squad won the Pulitzer Prize last year, and unlike the Oscar, the Pulitzer actually means something, usually. I try to make it a habit of reading the books that win. I haven’t read this one yet, but I’m sure I will. Also, Two of the chapters of it have appeared in the last two BASS, so there’s that.

10/15/2011: Music: Fall Sky by Silver Wren
EARMILK: Do you record a variety of different instruments in your songs?
Ross Cambell: It depends on the song. I may use the acoustic guitar for one song, then use effects, and then just take it from there. The most instruments I use would be whatever I have at hand. I play a number of different instruments on top of guitar including oud, banjo, piano and I’m currently working with synth. For percussion, I tap on my guitar or I tap on my desk and then I use pulse modifiers to mess with the sound.
EARMILK: What influences do you draw from when writing your music?
RC: Most of the lyrics for Windows In The Wreath were from daydreams I usually had. For “Crystalline,” I wrote about people-watching. Seeing so many interesting people around me, I feel like I could share experiences with them. There is this barrier, however, that holds everyone from each other that we all can’t get past; almost like everyone is crystallizing themselves. Like that song, I write about day-to-day observations that are easily relateable.
EARMILK: Who are you influenced by when you’re writing your music?
RC: Sufjan Stevens has influenced my writing, but Animal Collective‘s soundscapes has really influenced my music.
(Read the rest of Chris from Earmilk’s interview HERE)
I listened to the all seven songs that Silver Wren has released so far, they’re all fantastic but I’ve uploaded the best one. I think a lot of people will like it. If I had to make a comparison without taking the proper time to do it right, I’d have to say Bon Iver would be a good, but over-generalized comparison.
This guy is only 20; this shit is killer.

10/14/2011: Music: Dressed in Dresden by The Hundred In the Hands
Hailing from – where else? – Brooklyn, The Hundred in the Hands are – what else? – a boy-girl duo who make sultry, electronic dance-pop. Already making their name on the blogosphere, this eponymous debut album arrives swathed in hype and expectation; though, thanks to fellow Brooklyn-based boy-girl electro-pop duo Sleigh Bells, there’s perhaps less than there may otherwise have been. That said, there is a noticeable difference between the music and approach of the two bands, and if Sleigh Bells are the truculent, hyper, troublesome younger sibling, then The Hundred in the Hands are the calmer, darker, older one. - Mischa Pearlman
(Read the full BBC review HERE)
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These are our times
The End Times
And when the lights
All go out
You be Bombed Berlin
And I’ll play Stalingrad
You be Bombed Berlin
And I’ll play Stalingrad
10/13/2011: Music: Under Pressure by Queen & David Bowie
We’ve been losing this class war for too long and I thought we could use an anthem.
Cause love’s such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Corporations are not people. Money is not speech.
10/12/2011: Music: Do the Evolution by Pearl Jam

10/11/2011: Music: Neil Young’s Cortez, The Killer performed by The Dave Matthews Band
A day late for Columbus Day, and a different genocidist, but appropriate.
It’s important to not gloss over the past, especially our own. An appreciation for the bloody effects of Imperialism are important for all people but especially westerners. There were great and important cultures in the Americas prior to the european invasion and millions of individuals died in the Native American Holocaust over more than 400 years. And never forget that where you live, the land you may own, was stolen from someone.
Click here for the link to Transform Columbus Day.
He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun.
On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds.
And his subjects
gathered ‘round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.
And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood
straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.
Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones.
They carried them
to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up
with their bare hands
What we still can’t do today.
And I know she’s living there
And she loves me to this day
I still can’t remember when
Or how I lost my way.
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer.

10/10/2011: Music: Rock N Roll by Mos Def
“If you heard Def’s previous outings with Black Star, you probably saw this coming. If you didn’t, it’s clearly time to put Ol’ Dirty on that shelf reserved for insane, materialist misogynists, and repent. With artists like this finally getting the respect they deserve, we could be entering a new era of hip-hop. Think about it. When was the last time you heard an MC drop a line like, “Mind over matter and soul before flesh”? When was the last time you heard somebody rap about the global economic and environmental consequences of first-world corporate waste and subsequent aquatic pollution? When was the last time you heard a hip-hopper sing competently over a phat-ass beat about the white appropriation of black art forms? Or end a song appropriately with a Bad Brains-influenced rockout, where both the drums and bass are played by the same guy?
Mos Def. The man does it all— addressing serious socio-political issues while remaining positive and affirmative from start to finish. Inspiring, no? The current state of punk and independent rock could stand to learn a thing or two from this man.” - Andrew Goldman
(Emphasis is mine)
(for the rest of the Pitchfork Review, click HERE)

Elvis Presley ain’t got no soul
Little Richard is rock and roll
You may dig on the Rolling Stones
But they ain’t come up with that shit on they own
10/7/2011: Music: The Dugout by Ladyhawk
But if Ladyhawk are to soar above Mountains both Black and Pink alike, it’ll be because of one song: “The Dugout”, an open-freeway anthem that, if we are to extend the titular baseball metaphor, is Driediger’s first grand slam, and perhaps the most affecting display of sensitive-guy southern rock since Kings of Leon’s “California Waiting”, or even .38 Special’s “Caught Up in You”. This is the song that fans will be hollering for at all Ladyhawk gigs till the end of time— their very own “Freebird”, complete with orgiastic guitar finale (at only a third of the length). Boys, keep swinging. - Stuart Berman
This song is so awesome. Just listen to it. I’m telling you.

I’m haunting the basement again
turn your light on
turn your light on me
10/6/2011: Music: You Wear It Well by Rod Stewart
Off the album: Never a Dull Moment
The record is the last of Stewart’s series of epic fusions of hard rock and folk. It’s possible to hear Stewart go for superstardom with the hard-rocking kick and fat electric guitars of the album, but the songs still cut to the core. “You Wear It Well” is a “Maggie May” rewrite on the surface, but it develops into a touching song about being emotionally inarticulate. - Stephen Thomas Erlewine
This is my second favorite Rod Stewart song and damn it kicks ass.

Since you’ve been gone it’s hard to carry on
I’m gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town
when you sat down and cried on the stairs
You knew it did not cost the earth, but for what it’s worth
You made me feel a millionaire and you wear it well
Madame Onassis got nothing on you