I was trying my bag on to the car and I had a bunch of other things too and I dropped my phone, which I’ve dropped around 100 times and he hasn’t broken, and it landed on its back and it broke the screen. $700 later and I am listening to 1989 non stop, I’m sure I’ll get round to downloading the rest of my music, till then: the best 5 songs on the new Taylor Swift album:
Yeah Kelly is from the 80s (91 so not exactly…), and I wanted to put Dolly’s “In The Meantime” but he is already a Dolly fan, plus no Miranda (except with Pistol Annies) because I already recommended Platinum. Lyn Bowtell is a family member so i didn’t include her… (ps: if I felt like it I could just make em all Dement)
Kat Edmonson is a little too unique as a vocalist and can grate given enough time but on this song she seems to be flying in the face of everything, include her own voice and jazz inclinations to make a Biblical point thrugh a pop song.
Two songs, released the same day, Taylor’s “Shake It Off” and and Leonard Cohen’s “Almost Like The Blues”, a third, around for awhile but finally hitting home FKA twigs brilliant “Lights On”, and a fourth, rock ny’s band Je’June’d excellent “picotement” ran away with the month.
The Ed Sheeran album isn’t great but two songs on it are great, and the Bleachers album isn’t great either but “Roller Coaster” and “Leave Your Lover” are both such terrific songs they are gonna be duking it out for the rest of the year for supremacy round our way. I love one more, but the other one is better
I woke to find numerous fans selling copies of the disc for upward of $50.00. WHAT?! The fucking thing cost $1.99! And that’s when it hit me, people are the same everywhere. Supply and demand right? Profit from your own good fortune right? To me its no different than fucking your brother- just a sleaze bag primal instinct without any moral compass.
380 songs make up my best of 2014 so far, but if I hear a better song than “Leave Your Love” this year it wil be a miracle, a torchy swoony dream of adoration and disassembled love which makes much more sense when now Smith has come out as a homosexual.
‘January’ is a melancholic piano ballad, the confessional type, with a great hook and a sweet voice at the top of this, a bit like her mother’s. The happy ‘Pluto’ is a glorious little tune performed with an acoustic guitar and Lulu’s strong childish vocals. She has quite a tuneful organ, and this one reminds me of some great classic
Don’t let the numbers, 240 songs and counting, fool ya, I decided not to update my much smaller in order of preference post because there weren’t enough killer tracks. Still, enough reall really good songs any rate.
“Benson Hedges” is gorgeous. It’s way better than the one on the album and I could barely contain myself when I heard it. I instantly fangirled and wanted to dance around. It’s so well done and stunning and the harmonies are a hundred times better like this.
I don’t want to say that it sounds happy, but it isn’t your typical woe-is-me Oberst tune. It’s definitely a sign that he’s grown up, and seeing that transition is something that really touches me.
The video features Jack as a therapist, just dumped, listening to other people’s problems and pleads of ‘I wanna get better’ but not actively doing anything about it. He seems distressed, distracted, disgusted.
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.
I never really noticed or appreciated his voice until I saw this live video; the man has some serious talent and by the fourth or fifth time I watched it, it really hit me, how much the band has really grown up.
It is an abomination and should come with a mental health warning. For your own good I ask that you mute this and slowly lift the volume, or you could well poor battery acid in your ears to deaden the pain.
Mick looks like an over anxious dog hunched forward and rocking to Diplos every word and Paul still stoic and stiff shoots a periodic smile. Ocean seems to me he got the short end of the stick and he’s the one with most to offer in this tune.
Win Butlers vocals make my skin crawl. Its as if he has trouble stayin on key. Musically I will concede that its alright- maybe the bongo’s are a bit strong (and I swear trotting horse like at times) but its the vocals… that are so bad that I cringe.
The original version of ‘She Used To Love Me A Lot”, chock full of slide guitar and pluckin’, with a two step sawdust floor back beat. Not a bad thing- it fits just right- but with the help of Mr Costello, this ’80s rarity gets the thump and momentum of a 2014 anthem.
A handful of real good singles by U2 (yes, really), Beck, Miranda Lambert, The Civil Wars, and some albums that really stink (hi Eric Church!) have a couple of good songs. Altogether 102 songs and listen to em all here:
It’s like a bad breakup where you have a lump in your throat and you know that you’ll never see each other again- gosh I’m getting emotional.
I’m not entirely sure if they’re gonna be sticking with this niche, but with lyrics like, “I stopped searching for the holy ghost because I’m in hell,” you can’t help but think that these guys aren’t Bible-thumpin’ church-goers.
“In every critique of Twin Shadow, there is a dropping of Morrissey’s name, which I always thought was funny because I have never really been a huge fan of Morrissey or the Smiths. [Laughs] So it’s a nod to people calling me “the Dominican Morrissey”
White Fire’, the new song off her upcoming and second album is a slow and long one, ruminating longing, regret and hurt, it’s simply devastating and the song will remind you the style of her debut album ‘Half Way Home’ that she released in 2012. Her druggy-sleepy voice, like numbed by the pain
J just another reworking of “Iron Man” with a bass taking overfor the guitar riff, and a full on hard funking all girl band behind it, plus a wicked guitar solo. But it is derivative and pointless, it also a lameneness to its core being; halfway through you are wondering how we reached this place, why is Prince and a back up band copping a feel off Ozzy? And will Ozzy sue?
“”I also hope that you don’t see through this cleverly constructed ruse designed by a marketing team cashing in on puberty and low self-esteem and girls’ desperate need to feel loved.” Harsh, but true. It’s taken so long for someone to say it, but all these sugary lovey pop songs are all the same exact song that’s been sung all along, just by a new face and a new ‘brand’.”
Cat Power just covered the ultra classic song ‘Have A Merry Little Christmas’, and you know what? She managed to reinvent the song, it’s beautiful, chilling, and she sings with a voice to give you lumps in the throat, and I hate Christmas songs
The crowning achievement of Morrissey’s career? Maybe not, but if anything puts you at the pinnacle of pop perfection that anything would be David Bowie covering your song and for Morrissey, called into the Imperial Studio for a listening party with Bowie, Morrissey had that moment
he only thing I remember about Macaulay Culkin was these ‘Home Alone’ movies and these sleepovers at Michael Jackson’ Neverland ranch
These guys are worse than my old car in a snowbank. Spinning their wheels going nowhere and starting to smell from the effort. Derek Sanders is aging. His cutey pie look is getting lined. His awkward accent (what the fuck is that?) is giving him a comical sound
Reed is referencing “Slippin’ And Slidin'” -in an album of sexual transformation, in a song that is a signal post, Reed draws right back on his rock and roll roots. Morrissey’s change of the line is cultural vandalism.
There is no real surprise there, but the dancing beats certainly go on with a subjacent bombastic style that never totally explodes this time, while Win Butler’s clear vocals and Regine’s sweet backing voice bring a passionate and sensible component to the story… because story there is indeed.
“Being able to change a “you’re pathetic and sucky” line into “I don’t mind, but I still think you’re secretly pathetic.” His voice here is wholesome and strong; it’s incredible the depth that he possesses. It’s one of the things that makes his voice so distinct and unique, and it fits this song seamlessly.”
It’s a minute and twenty five seconds of pure energy, and I really hope they continue in this direction. The band is entirely unpredictable, and this step forward is something I believe will be an element in “Pax-Am Days”. It feels so natural for them and you can just tell that they’ve settled into a comfort zone
We as a society can’t leave well enough alone and the DJ remix fad is going nowhere fast enough. Here to stay a human and knobs take amazing songs and transform them into- well.. dance tunes. With the thump and the escalation a typical tune becomes a Molly needing pulse.
It’s very listenable, you may even tap your foot but, at the end, it sounds like a million things you have heard before and you smell the formulaic song before reaching the middle of it. I haven’t spent any time listening to Kings of Leon, but I get the feeling this one sums them all. And oh boy, these repetitive lyrics are so lazy
As Sun’s influenced waned in the early 1960s, Stax Records opened on McLemore Avenue in Memphis and would become the home for guitarist Steve Cropper, bassist Duck Dunn, drummer Al Jackson, Jr., organist Booker T. Jones, as well as songwriters David Porter and Isaac Hayes