June 2008
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#157: chantal goya - tu m’as trop menti (from masculine, feminine trailer) (1966)
some poor interviewer once asked jean-luc godard if masculine, feminine was about youth, and the director said: “no, it’s more a film on the idea of youth… let’s say that it speaks of youth, but it’s a piece of music, a concerto youth.
if that (spectacular) sentence holds true, then that makes the...
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#150: elvis presley - return to sender (1962)
any musical number featured in a film called girls! girls! girls!, and any song that uses the united states postal service as a plot device, and any film clip that begins: “doctor livingstone! somehow this isn’t how i imagined the big reconciliation,” and any early elvis presley song that features the baritone saxophone stylings of...
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#149: fatboy slim ft. david byrne & dizzee rascal - toejam (2008)
first of all, music videos are the new pornography.
secondly, why did fatboy slim just release an incredibly good song? is it 1998? the last time i listened to fatboy slim i was getting ready to ask lauren berkovitch to the laurel south summer camp social. (she said yes).
thirdly, david byrne is the only man alive who can...
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#147: the cure - the lovecats (1983)
maybe it’s not as immediately cool as the cure’s crispy, punky, no-lipstick early songs about existentialist novelists and taps that drip-drip-drip, but the lovecats has to be the most romantic song recorded during the whole reagan administration.
british people really do have a way with words: “we should have each other to tea/ we should...
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#146: john lennon - crippled inside (1971)
speaking of phil spector, i think i’d rather listen to the cokey, crispy, screamy, boozy solo albums he produced for john lennon in the 70s than some shiny happy beatles albums. and i’d rather listen to the last ten seconds of crippled inside than almost anything in the universe.
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#145: lee dorsey - working in the coal mine (1966)
lee dorsey, once a prize fighter named kid chocolate, was the funkiest motherfunker to ever make funky new orleans pop.
devo played his songs, the beastie boys reference him, and for some reason jools holland made a video for him in 1985, 20 years after dorsey recorded working in a coal mine, four years after devo did their creepy new wave...
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#140: townes van zandt - pancho & lefty (1975)
if i can go through life without ever knowing the true, bottomless, tar-colored misery that cakes the music of townes van zandt, i’ll be a happy man.
after all, this is the human being that said “being born is going blind and bowing down a thousand times,” and who rhymes “free and clean” with “kerosene.”...
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#138: son house - john the revelator (1965)
i was seriously going to do a highly emotional, super-philosophical post (with lots of long-lettered words) on the highlights of handclaps in the history of popular music, but instead i’ve been listening and listening and listening to son house clap and clap and clap like a motherfucking god as he sings over and over about the good word.
he puts...
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luckily, i didn’t have any failures, to be honest with you. i had some things...
– aby rosen, answering a question about regret in a nyo interview i just did. (this proves that nyc real estate developers talk like nyc rappers. also, gangbusters is the best word since redonkadonk.)
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#136: steve earle - mercenary song (1975/1981/1995)
THE VIDEO WAS DELETED, SORRY ABOUT THE AUDIO REPLACEMENT
this is a song about the 1910s, filmed in the 70s for a movie (heartworn highways) that wasn’t released until the 80s—and the song wasn’t recorded on an album until the 90s (train a comin’, which will tear a hole in your heart the size of lubbock, texas).
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#135 pixies - here comes your man (1989)
even if it’s a song about train-traveling winos who die in californian earthquakes, it’s the happiest single from a terribly unhappy band. and the fish-eye video proves that when a lead-singer stands with his mouth open throughout an entire song, instead of pretending to sing like he’s supposed to, it’s incredibly creepy.
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#134 guru guru - oxymoron (1972)
tuesdays are good days for trippy-dippy bong-ready krautrock. look at the colors! what’s in the drummer’s mouth? admire the guitarist’s mustache!
guru guru gets bonus points for a great band name, not to mention album titles like tango fango, wah wah, moshi moshi, der elektrolurch, and best of all don’t call us, we call you.
but points...
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