April 2009
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Watch#363: snoop dogg ft. tha dogg pound and dr. dre - freestyle (1993)
poor snoop dogg has descended into such a korn-tier, e-grade caricature of a human being that it’s almost heartbreaking to watch him in his youth sitting in a music studio and rattling off gorgeous nonsequiturs (“i told you, mold you, scald you, like some water that’s hot, eat it, beat it, snoop dogg, you...
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Watch#361: the temptations - papa was a rollin’ stone (1972)
tough times call for a little dollop of psychedelic soul in the mornings, and very tough times call for obsessing over tectonically deep-voiced melvin franklin’s facial hair, the way he talk-sings the words “that ain’t right!” in papa was a rollin’ stone, and, of course, his impeccable handling of...
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Watch#359: of montreal - so begins our alabee (2005)
spending an oppressively hot and sunny sunday in prospect park is like being trapped in an above-average of montreal video. so begins our alabee and today’s flip-flopped, mustachioed masses on the long meadow both enjoy polka dots, headbands, name-dropping, big-collared shirts, freud, irony, aesthetics, homer, virgil, petrarch, and using words...
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Watch#354: r.e.m. - electrolite (1996)
michael stipe once said that staring at los angeles from mulholland drive was like looking at bioluminescent fish, which a nice metaphor. but staring at upside-down plastic animals, shiny birthday balloons, fake silent interviews, people stuck in balls and chains, people driving dune buggies, bongo players in boas and accordion players in living rooms with fog...
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Watch#353: dr. john (ft. duke bootee) - jet set (1984)
the only reason that dr. john the night tripper—the king of psychedelic voodoo new orleans boogiewoogie, a man whose legendary debut album’s first two songs were called gris-gris gumbo ya ya and danse kalinda ba doom—could have possibly made a mid-80s electro-rap single about international travel and then a video featuring...
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Watch#345: porter wagoner - dear john (i sent your saddle home) (1969)
it takes eighty seconds for sparkly-suited porter wagoner to fit infidelity, coffee, banktellers, mornings, grins, heartbreak, horses, lion dens and biblical whales into a song—and not just any song, but one about a stubby gal who broke his heart.
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