“Only Care About Me”, G. Finale is getting the recognition he has been waiting. “OCAM” is a spectacular rap parody, checking out everybody from 2Pac to Jay Z with a central backing track so hooky it is all over the song: maybe six notes on a loop but it is pure ear candy.
Although the tune came out in 1965 this video is from 1967 and may well be one of the most incredibly awkward videos of all time. But honestly this just adds to the magic of the tune. So first off THANK YOU Mozzah for introducing me to a great artist!
Musically its cheap and bland and Boz really? Can you throw some of the Polecat spirit in it? You don’t have to be the backdrop here if you don’t want to – its not Mozzer, this is your baby..why are you so diluted in your moment to shine?
For the first time in decades, Costello caught my mood, the sense of time passing by and of ends arriving and yes he over sings it and over writes the lyrics but I don’t care: it reminds me of a pop version of Kings Of America. In its own way it is a straight up masterpiece
They still look like kids and once again the loud guitars are super melodic and the tune filled with a hooky chorus that may stick in your head a few days. They have tamed down a bit the punk-grunge side and have stayed on the fuzz-power-pop side, but I just wonder why these guys never got bigger with hooks like these
The Decemberists are part of that granola eating plain scene who bitch and moan about photos and videos. If you are one of their deciples youre going to honor their request- if you are like Rebecca Bohanan the chick who ballsed up and taped a couple tunes in Portland last week, you reap the rewards of capturing a fine tune.
I love how the guitar sounds and how it’s stripped down and Brian’s voice really takes center stage. Something about his vocals send chills down my spine, and any time I hear him sing something new I get really giddy.
It sounds so drifty and calm, making it feel distant and perfect background music for a chill day. I can hear this being the soundtrack to a lot of moments this summer- it’s so versatile, and every time I listen to it, I hear something new to love.
The Mozerians will rejoice as mobs often due but in my effort to remain objective amongst the mayhem I cannot let the lyrics slide. The story is fine- much like any other world issue blather but ugh, c’mon with that last word echo.
I love the aspect of the kids in different animal masks being out in the woods- some might say it’s cliche, but I think it totally works. The shots of the band playing are also beautiful, it’s minimalistic but the lighting and the look of the instruments set the tone.
This latest video is by far the most depressing music video I have seen in forever and the most thought provoking. Done by Anslie Henderson the string people wither away before your very eyes and it kicks you in the gut.
It’s like George Thorogood , Elvis Presley and The Beatles dropped their DNA and this was created. An incredible Tennessee sound so much so that it sounds like something out of Sun- but it’s Third Man.
They had a great stop at South by SouthWest but then again who didnt? A music forum such as that is set up for rave reviews since the excitement of the event is blurring the actual qualtiy of what you’re seeing. Darn shame.
There’s a new music video for “This Is Gospel”- but the catch is the entire song is just Brendon singing at a piano. I literally melted when I found this out, because acoustic or stripped down Panic! is the best Panic! of all.
The tune itself serves as perfect background noise for this intense (and intensely silly) video. It’s quick, strong, angsty, catchy, and leaves you wanting so much more. I didn’t think it was possible for the guys to get any better, but I was wrong.
Morrissey’s next album is being released under Capitol Records, meaning he’s now with Katy Perry and Neil Diamond…two not-so-quality artists. It’s pretty cringe-worthy and to be honest, seems like a bit of a cop out.
The tune is short and sweet, fast and the melody is complex and wonderful, and feels like a classic punk song. “You wonder how long something can last- pretty sure most people don’t think about that. But who the fuck is laughing now?”
She stomps up with this new ditty “You or No One” and although it starts off in that nasal pitch I tend to dislike it evolves into a perfectly perfect toe tapping pop tune. Wow, it sounds like 1986 but in a good way.
Win Butlers vocals have never met a note it could match so it always becomes this sort of straining whine. Is it deep emotion or too much ego that pinches his chords and causes such pain?
Seeing the live performances of these guys basically show the extreme contrast in ‘now and then’ stage shows and fan behavior. It’s hard to imagine girls just sat in their seats and screamed seeing the Beatles and rip off their clothes and throw themselves on the stage for Crue
I am not a hip hop scholar. I am a person who listens to the genre on occasion when feeling ‘hood. Of course that’s after I put in a full days white collar work in and drive to my suburban 3 bedroom home.
Jackson could certainly suck, any time he mentioned children your skin began to crawl, but This Is It and Michael are not on the same planet as Invincible. The truth is the post-mortem MJ has sucked from beginning to end “Love Never Felt So Good” doesn’t help in the slightest.
This is as far away from the livingness of “Kooks” as you can imagine. It is a drift that can barely lift its head into a oblivion. And oblivion is less inviting and more inevitable, Bowie is not laid back he is dulled out, he is a dull turned off inanimate blue.
It’s not just the superb bass lick finger picked all the way through through that makes it sound like a boxer bobbing on the toes of his feet, it is the waving Costello delivery till the knocked out “You can feel” at the end of the song.
Colin Meloy is the man I hate to love. I shouldn’t appreciate his whining bullshit but man oh man do I. Not so much a guilty pleasure but rather a pleasure that I find just as much confusing
Dated and old using ‘slam’ as its hook shows these guys are too old for new music. They’re out of touch. First off who the hell says ‘slam’ anymore anyway?
The video helps of course, to take the edge off of it all but it not only is simply bad- its confusing. Since your brain can clearly point out the two songs it almost feels like you have too many windows open on your computer. There is no binding factor.
Losing the vocal forces us to only endure the visual aspect of this collaboration from hell. The Black Lips are nothing more than a bar band. Non-descript , drum guitar bass for the bland set.
Prince doesn’t use his falsetto but he does manage to go higher and lower and the same time (up for “Keep breaking me” and down for “down”), the band sound fabulous and sure it is better than the execrable Zooey duet. But I hope to never hear it again.
The problem here is that Avril Lavigne was nearly 20 years ago and that school girl voice really has been done before. The shouting of “I Miss You” is the perfect lyric for the high school sophomore genre this band slot in to
I love when Sheeran raps, and though he doesn’t quite get there in this tune, but gets really close. I love it. It has a definite Justin Timberlake-vibe, dancey and upbeat but complex and funky.
What Paisley can do that Luke Bryant for one can’t is write catchy, original country songs and if Brad will never have the freshness of “Who Needs Pictures” or “Long Sermon” any more, he never phone sit in.
Produced by Pharrell Williams, this isn’t as good as the stuff on Pharrell’s new album and it isn’t as good as the stuff on Ed’s old album: handclapping, rapping, falsetto singing, synth lines by the dozens, typical lyric
Its disturbing and annoying and that is exactly what this genre is all about. Anthemic? Nah. Memorable? Yes. At least he is over that whole dance techno thing he dabbled in.
That being said if you’re a mullet sporting guy who still has Frampton on your iPod and is attempting to restore your old Chevelle- you’re gonna love it. If you’re a nostalgia fiend, such as I- same.
There’s not enough belting in the alt/indie music scene, and unless you’re Brendon Urie, it’s for good reason, but I really had no idea that Ace had this in him. It feels so raw and emotional
Jack has gotten more front porch bluesy since he packed it up for Nashville and I think that may just be the norm. Tennessee has a grip on folk and if it doesnt make you twangy it sorta messes with your brai
166 songs so project out and you are looking at 700 700ish mark for the year, down from last year but not by much. The month itself found two albums just filled with great songs, GIRLS and ABout Last Night, plus the awesome art rocker by Elbow.
How this band could not be managed better, their issues handled more discreetly is beyond me. No one likes a Debbie Downer even if they have the sexiest eyes in rock and roll.
The Pretenders lost 50% of their band to drugs. That’s a heavy cut and while Hynde and drummer Martin Chambers attempted to carry on the dynamic was gone. Void of any sex appeal whatsoever it just didn’t have that thigh tremble anymore and the case was closed.
I would imagine Darin wrote it as a country ballad (it twangs on the last verse) and Ahmet rearranged it for the pop charts and it was a huge hit so the trick worked but the song itself was harmed. It is the melody and not the hook .
Really? This piece of bland out keyboard blues “Fever”? You are joking on me right. What do you think Peggy Lee makes of it? She must be laughing hysterically at this. Why didn’t the call it something else? How about head cold?
Does anybody in rock and roll have a better voice for a greater length of time than Chrissie Hynde? On her latest song, off the June 9 Stockholm, “Dark Sunglasses” even a drum machine can’t harm her.
I’ve never really given these guys the time of day but there’s an immense amount of hype surrounding them so I figured I’d dive a little deeper.
There’s so many different components to this song, making it a song that keeps you on the edge of your seat. The guitars are powerful and when the tune picks up instrumentally, there’s some strings in there that gives this a feel that no other Seahaven song has.
When you attempt to funk her up it sounds like a nun sucking helium with a tone deaf ear. Then there is Prince with a new mixing board, what happens next is a tune that we should never have found.
Somehow, somewhere something didn’t align and The Kooks became a nothing. I have always loved their sound, that congested Brit vocal and that poppy yet intellectual sound. They disappeared from my radar and The States weren’t loving them at all.
The band grab the riff and repeat repeat repeat and the riff is like a melodic lick and then towards the end at the coda, one of the guitars peels itself off for a rock and roll, but not metal, not Hendrix, but rock guitar solo
This “I Don’t Want Nobody” is a steady groove with skronking in the song break and Chance yelping and sweating through the track; it is the second time Chance has recorded the classic but this latest version is the better of the two; Chance is in tremendous form here on a recording made late last week.
“Magic” which sounds like something U2 have been working on, something darkly atmospheric full of drum machines and shades of blue… only a little more melodic and relatively laid back for this sorta stuff.
