I wait for New Music Tuesday everyday to unwrap the musical gifts of the week, but once in a while I get sucked back into a moment of yesteryear. Such is the case on this dreary rainy Monday night when my mind has wandered to corners I haven’t recently explored.
Bob Marley said “one good thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain”. False.
Sometimes you have to soak in a song until you are able to get up and breathe air that’s absent of piano. Sometimes it hits so hard you live in certain lyrics for days.
Music is an extension of the feelings you already have and the perfect song can often say all that you can’t.
A couple that have crossed my mind and my ears today…
Ryan Adams – Rock N’ Roll (2003)
For a guy that’s perfected the art of being arrogantly vulnerable, Adams is at his best in this sparse haunting landscape complete with a voicemail that he saved longer than his friends would probably be cool with.
Gisli – Can You Make Me Right (2004)
You won’t hear the Icelandic musician Gisli come up in many conversations, but in 2004 he put out a stellar album called “How About This?“.
He plays multiple instruments and crosses multiple genres, from hip hop to soul-pouring acoustic songs. But it’s the lyric “I’m like The Beatles without Ringo, I’m like Heat without Robert Deniro” that first caught my ear and has made me a fan ever since.
The New Amsterdams – Every Double Life (2000)
It’s tough to imagine that I’ve loved this song for over a decade but it’s true.
Marc Powell first turned me on to The Get Up Kids in a Graphics Class at Audubon High School. For that I will be forever grateful. If you see him thank him for me, and ask how his sister Katie Powell is doing. The first girl I remember being jaw-droppingly beautiful…but I digress.
At that point I had never experienced anything like them, and it opened up my world in a way I can never completely express. I was freed from the shackles of Gin Blossoms and Smash Mouth into something more genuine and real.
Back in those days (cue the Charlie Chaplin music), we had to buy our CD’s…AND WE LIKED IT! So when I had all the Get Up Kids in my collection I could find, it was like a three-day weekend to find out about The New Amsterdams. A side project of lead singer Matt Pryor.
Wait..they are The Get Up Kids, just slightly different and more emoting? IN! This is the first song I ever heard from them and it still makes me smile in an emo-y kind of way.
I encourage you as you start this week to go back to something that made you smile when you were younger. Even if it’s “The Sign” by Ace Of Base or “Always Be My Baby” by Mariah Carey, let it wash over you and enjoy where you’ve been and where you’re going.
PS – I LOVE both of those songs. Life IS demanding without UNDERSTANDING.
I love New Music Tuesday. It’s like a weekly Bar Mitzvah for your ears.
This week Justin Timberlake took the spotlight, as he should. If you’re listening to it right there’s a chance you welcome a baby in December named JT.
But beyond The 20/20 Experience, there were two albums that struck me in very different ways.
First is the Kasey Musgraves album “Same Trailer Different Park“. She smokes pot, gets bored with guys, and may or not be kissing girls…all with a slide guitar. It’s fantastic! And believe it or not, very positive and empowering. She encourages to “Follow Your Arrow” past conformity and reminds you that you have to face adversity to find your “Silver Lining“. It’s fun, it’s different, and a worthwhile listen.
Meanwhile, if you’ve ever thought to yourself “man I love Ke$ha, I just wish she was skankier and more obscene”…then boy do I have a treat for you!
Tuesday also saw the release of a new album from Millionaires. They are sisters. They hurt my soul.
I hesitate to ever trash any artist. It takes talent, time, and dedication to make music. I will however quote some of their lyrics.
From the song “Kitty Go Hello“:
Party under the sheets, I make you beg
Never going to leave my king size bed
If you give me a treat, I’ll be your pet
You make my, you make my, you make my kitty go hello
I’ll be taking it off, you make me purr
Turn the temperature up, until we burn
We’ll be going all night and taking turns
You make my, you make my, you make my kitty go
Or from the poetic “Fuck Me Eyes“:
Fuck it, I won’t lie
I kinda wanna get laid tonight
Chin-chillin’ at the bar
See-through top with a neon bra
Grillin’, Mr. Right
Cute guy over there with the ‘fuck me’ eyes
Hey dirty boy you’re lookin’ hot hot hot
Let’s take a ride, I’ll take the top top top
Push up on me, I wanna touch your
It’s hot and heavy, let the beat just drop
So. The choice is yours. Feel free to press play on the video below, but know that it may cause herpes.
And that’s what happened this week in music.
I know that dating a vampire can be hell on your body, but things have gotten really extreme. Or maybe Kristen Stewart is just hungry and needs a Snickers.