Kazoo is hard to pull off. The Memphis Jug Band is the exception that proves the rule.
I was hoping it would have a sax solo from John Jermaine. Who's hot, and who's heavy?
I would put "Kokomo" at a 10. I was playing it on my banjo last night, and the chord sequence is truly from the gods. That transition between the F and the Fm works every. damn. time.
I worked in a mailroom for much of 2002 with an middle-aged dude from Alabama who sang in his church's gospel choir and listened to D.C.'s smooth jazz station all day every day. "Fallin" was pretty much the only contemporary song they played. I grew to hate it pretty quickly, because they played it at least five days a day. The middle-aged dude, Willie, also put mayonnaise on his hot dogs. Super nice guy. Just wish he would have twisted that radio dial once in a while.
Cornel West is a hipster doofus
I for one thought a forehead diamond was the perfect way to make 240,000 months' salary last forever.
I am okay with the ticket prices but am gobsmacked at the idea of buying tickets for a show that is a year and a half away
Yo Leni, I'm happy for you. I'm a let you finish. But Goebbels had one of the best videos of all time!
That Exile show to which you refer was their "Festival 8" in sunny Indio, California. It was my wife's 30th birthday. She is the Phish die-hard in the family, and the vast majority of their catalog is not my cup of tea, but I had a really good time that weekend. Exile is one of my favorite records ever and it was a pretty ho-hum covers set of it, but it was at least as good as seeing a local bar band run through a set covering really great songs. Plus there really are a lot of good drugs to be had at Phish shows; that is no lie. I personally struggle to find LSD on offer anywhere else in my current life as a middle-aged square.
Is he wearing an OJ Simpson jersey mashed-up with the Haitian flag? The symbolism is getting a little convoluted in that outfit.
I don't know who Royal Blood is, but this is the second time I've seen them on a festival poster and thought at first it was Royal Trux and then was incredibly disappointed.
Man, Wayne still gets after it
Hopefully they don't pull a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and start displaying shit from KISS and Aretha Franklin and the Rolling Stones
I love this cover. The original is great, too. It's from "Strait Country," Strait's debut LP. I personally would recommend that newbies start closer to "Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind," from 1984, or "Beyond the Blue Neon" from 1989.
George Strait has 60 (!) number 1 hit records over 40+ years. He is the king!
I would love to go to this, mostly because George Strait so rarely plays shows these days. Stevie Nicks, Jon Pardi, Hinds, Megan, Future Islands . . . this is a good lineup
Maybe . . . I love the production on a few of his records ("Criminal Minded" and "Return of the Boom-Bap" most of all), but that Bronx accent is very, very thick and is not everyone's cup of tea. To each his own.
J. Cole is the like the new KRS-One, i.e. a talented guy who won't just shut the fuck up about how righteous and learned he is. 21 Savage, on the other hand, actually seems pretty righteous and learned in real life (must be his classy British citizenship), but he keeps his rapping terrifyingly ignorant so that it appeals to low-brow trash like me.
Built like she is, she had the nerve to ask him if he planned to do her any harm
I downloaded Reveal from Napster on my roommate's computer and burned it onto a CD a week before it came out -- I think I'd read in some ultra-hip publication like the Washington Post that pirates were posting CDs on Napster before they were even commercially available. I owned a computer but didn't get it connected to the internet because why bother? (It really was still the 20th century, culturally.) I had to download it track by track, and in those days, Napster pirates used to put little tags at the beginnings and ends of the songs, presumably so listeners would know that some random pseudonym-dude had posted it. So the version that I still have on my iPod contains all these weird tags, and sound quality on "I've Been High" is literally like it's playing through speakers underwater in a swimming pool, which I actually prefer to the normal version. I graduated from college a few days later and remember driving away from my college town with my 1991 Ford Explorer with the burned CD blasting. It was definitely a ambiguous mix of happiness and sadness, leaving college in the hot mugginess of Virginia in May and heading back home to my parents' house, and the album perfectly reflects that mood to me, still.
Maybe this is the secret of Stamos's continuously-youthful appearance? He simply delays all his output by 7 years, and people in 2021 are like, "Damn, Stamos still looks like he did in 2014!"
They be to wine festivals like key be to lock
In my opinion "Kokomo" is better than all those songs except maybe "Surfin USA." The Beach Boys do have at least a couple dozen other perfect pop songs that are arguably better than the perfect pop song "Kokomo." But hating on "Kokomo" always struck me as odd considering the Beach Boys had been perhaps the most commercial, mass-appeal American band ever for 25 years at that point. They are the Beach Boys; perfect pop songs is what they do.
I saw the Beach Boys at the Del Mar Fairgrounds about five years ago, and Stamos sat in the whole show, unannounced. It was great! The crowd was super into it at a venue that tends to get soulless real quick, especially with the corporate dinosaur acts they book (i.e. the Beach Boys). Mike Love did wear a teal baseball hat with "Mike Love" embroidered in it in script! Impossible to tell if he was self-aware or trolling or what, but I loved every second of it.
"Furthermore, these animals belong in the wild with their families, not being forced to do confusing and uncomfortable tricks in some stupid music video for humans' fleeting entertainment." Does this comment refer to the Offspring, or Stamos, or the monkeys?
How could anyone not love "Kokomo"? It's a perfect pop song if there ever was one.
If anyone is due for a Mrs. Robinson phase, it is Courtney Love. She's transgressed just about every other convention.
My brother was a lawyer for many years. He always said that if you're the victim of a crime and have been drinking before or during the crime, don't expect a jury to convict the perpetrator. Obviously this paradigm is most relevant for sexual assault cases, in which juries often don't know whom to believe and are often (tragically) disgusted and perplexed at victims' lack of accountability for the situations they find themselves in. But my brother once defended a guy whose car got stolen from the parking lot of the bar he was at, and the jury took about 15 seconds to find the dude who clearly stole it not guilty.
I literally just came from a haircut where my barber, who is a huge Morrissey fan, was discussing how super pissed he was about the Simpsons episode but still wishing that they would release the two songs from the episode as a 7"! Kismet!
I was hoping that they'd lean into the gritty 70s NYC vibe and endorse Koch!
It is certainly easier to make sweeping moral judgments of complex artists, and your way gets more likes . . . "ghoul" seems a little strong for a misguided drunken crank using online albums as his personal Facebook soapbox. But as I've said before, I've been to Ireland several times and it's full of misguided drunken cranks, it's only that most of them are not musical geniuses and can't release online albums that people pay attention to. So I have little doubt that my familiarity with and amusement with such characters, combined with my appreciation of the guy's brilliant career, present a potential ethical blind spot. You and I do share a visceral hatred of J. Cole, based on the most recent comments of yours that I've found myself enthusiastically upvoting. So I am in fact capable of hateration, I just generally try to give artists, especially, the benefit of the doubt. I listened to the album this morning, and it's not as terrible as it feels like it simply must be. Parts of it were pretty good. To each his own, my friend!
You've got to admit that it is pretty great trolling, though -- take one of the most beloved, respected, trailblazing figures in your genre (I agree wholeheartedly that Kim is the coolest) and reduce her to a sexism-adjacent behavioral cliche. It might just be that famous Midwestern Protestant work ethic with Corgan. If you're gonna troll, put some back into it and troll hard!
Odd that after all the ranting Mark E. Smith did over the years, the one quotation people actually remember is a not-serious and not-really-correct gripe about a different band from another continent and a different decade, from an interview. Even though he wrote a bunch of great and wordy songs and totally hated on a bunch of other bands and on his own hometown, continuously, to the point where it is basically pro-wrestling shit talk (some of it quite good!).
"How I Wrote 'A Letter to the FBI'"
I'm so glad that my mom never threw out my collection of Saweetie cards from childhood (I kept all the Fleer and Topps at least, not the Donruss garbage)
I'm certainly not suggesting that both these guys aren't assholes, but "Bengali in Platforms" is one of the most poignant and sensitive songs I've ever heard about being an outsider, personally. As someone who moved among insanely different social environments as a teenager, I'm not sure anyone has nailed it more than that tune.
I am genuinely unclear about the political history of his that you're referring to, and when I google "Van Morrison antisemitism" this story (very understandably) pretty much dominates the search. What is that history? In terms of anything quasi-political with him, I have mostly seen the typical cranky-old-drunken-Irish-reactionary episodes about the pandemic.
Talk about an about-face regarding what They do, from a guy whose music career started in a band called Them
Dang I had forgotten that tid-bit! Medulla is the one that I don't have on vinyl; will have to rectify that asap
I took my first e-pill -- a Mitsubishi! -- at the beginning of that October on Homecoming Day. Perfect timing for the new era foretold by those musical harbingers!
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