On first listen, Bell X1's latest album 'Chop Chop' was a disappointment. I'm a huge fan of artists who make the studio part of their art. My favorite Wilco album will probably always be Yankee Hotel Foxtrot. It's a work of studio art rather than live art recorded for the studio. Bell X1's last few albums have been veer
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A piano playlist for a rainy evening that feels like autumn but isn't. You're like a party somebody threw me You taste like birthday You look like New Years You're like a big parade through town You leave such a mess but you're so fun Regina Spektor, "The Party" ...d'a
An acoustic playlist, because I'm in an acoustic kind of mood tonight.
I'm on a The Front Bottoms kick. I'm including a pair of their songs in the following playlist, one from their first album and one from their latest... both of which have references to getting tattooed. Just a random detail I noticed while posting the playlist.
The first NFL game of the 2013 season was played yesterday. OK, it was actually just a pre-season game, which means most of the players you'd want to see weren't on the field. But still... it was football. OK, it was almost football. But still... it's a sign that autumn will be here soon. Another obvious sign that fa
Sask is a song by one of my favorite artists, Donovan Woods. I don't know why, but every time I hear the song, one line jumps out at me: "I was planning to go somewhere warm with the money." No offense, Saskatchewan. You live a lie, you live a lie, you live a lie. But, I ain’t one to talk, dear.
Is it me, or do Now Now sound a heck of a lot like old Death Cab For Cutie with different vocals? I'm not complaining though. Their 'Neighbors' EP is quite good.
Every now and then, nothing hits the spot like good old fashioned pop. Or, maybe it's more a case of new-fangled pop, where half of the songs are this person featuring that person, and so on and so forth, remixed by someone else. Whatever. Kids these days (it's the get off my lawn commentary remix).
Some of the playlists I post are more difficult than others. More challenging, perhaps. Or, perhaps just more annoying? This may be one of those playlists. It's a playlist of covers.
I'm really enjoying Alt-J. Their album is called An Awesome Wave, and that's where Breezeblocks is from. It's track 5 in this playlist. I whipped it together while editing code, which might explain why it's all over the place. New, old, high tech, low tech... Eh... so be it!
A folksy playlist begins with Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants, from Jay Clifford's fan funded album Silver Tomb For The Kingfisher.
I'm in the mood for some pop... so... pop it is!
I've been on a bit of an Eef Barzelay kick lately. He is the lead singer/songwriter for the alt/country band Clem Snide. Wilco sadly turned into a dad-rock band, whereas Clem Snide stayed on the road less traveled, creating music that less accessible, but, in my opinion, more rewarding for the listener. It's been three y
It seems fitting to post a dark playlist on such a dark day. Then again, I suppose the day has only been dark if your weather resembles what we've had in Portland. It's been gray, and wet. This is the final playlist in my South By Southwest 2013 series.
For weeks now, I've been posting playlists made up of music from this year's South By Southwest festival in Austin. It's not that I'm a huge SXSW fan. I've never even been to the festival. I do this because I'm a sucker for sampling things. I like sampling beer. I like sampling wine. I like sampling food. So, of cour
Here's another playlist made up of songs from the massive collection of freebies from the South By Southwest 2013 torrents. This time around, it's a pop playlist with a bit of an 80's vibe... kinda, sorta.
I love the fact that somebody named a song Sting's Teacher Years, even though the song has nothing to do with Sting. Or does it? I tried googling the lyrics, but I ended up with pages of links to pages about Sting. Obviously.
Here's another batch of songs from this year's South By Southwest festival. Basically, it's a collection of songs that more or less seem to fit together. There's really no rhyme or reason beyond that.
Another week. Another playlist. I've been posting compilations made from the free music available from this year's South By Southwest festival. This will be the 4th playlist so far from this year's SXSW. The festival ended well over a month ago, but there's a lot of music to go through, so I've been breaking it down int
Here's another playlist from this year's South By Southwest festival. This time, the playlist is kind-of sort-of twangy, and it gets twangier as it goes along.
More music from this year's South By Southwest festival. This time, it's more of an indie rock playlist.
Every year, as part of the South By Southwest music and technology festival in Austin, a pair of mammoth music downloads are released for free via torrents. It ends up being around 1200 songs, most of which suck. But... but but but... 1 in 10 tend to be pretty
A year or two ago, I filed away a link for the blog of a writer named Neil Cross. He writes horror novels, and though that's a genre I have absolutely no interest in, I enjoyed the blog he writes about his writing. Odd? Yes. One
I went to see Morrissey at The Schnitz on Friday night. The show was mostly fun, though it felt brief. I say 'mostly' fun because, really, I didn't need the giant display overhead as he performed Meat Is Murder. Yes, he did play some songs from The Smiths - five if memory serves correctly. Some of his choices from his s
How do you spell the sound of whistling? I don't know. I can't help wondering how musicians write the whistling parts into songs. Take "Late March, Death March" by Frightened Rabbit, for example. On paper, does it look like this? "March, death march, I went too far. Wheeee whooo, wheeee whooo whoooooo." The beginning
A pop playlist for a harmless sort of day.
Baby Shoes by Bad Books opens with a line that reminds of the six word story supposedly written by Hemingway: "For sale, baby shoes. Never worn." Did Hemingway really write those six words?
I'm ready for spring, but spring isn't ready for me. I'm looking forward to warmer temperatures and sunshine into the evening. Instead, it's gray. Cold and gray. I realize the calendar says February, so winter weather is to be expected, but the heart wants what the heart wants, and mine wants spring. The heart will hav
"Cats and dogs and rooster calls Telephones and pay phone stalls They take away The lonely days For now" - The Head And The Heart, 'Cats And Dogs'
I whipped together a quick playlist without realizing I'd paired Frightened Rabbit with White Rabbits. It happens.