TURN IT UPPPPPPP!
I watched this over the weekend and instantly wanted one. It almost made up for the fact that it was playing that Black Eyed Peas song.
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Elsewhere on the web:Also, writing about a song a day at Some Songs Considered
Search:I think that every night that I come home and become useless rather than do something productive, my worth ethic gets transferred to Lil Wayne. Otherwise, there’s no explanation for how he can be so prolific.
“You’re my boy, Beaker.”
This week’s Tumblr Tuesday adds another twist!
The Dashboard now occasionally features blogs recommended by the people you follow.
I support this fun new feature, but I am much more interested in seeing what my favorite tumblrs (not The Staff) recommend. /gripe
Agreed. A recommendation would be far more effective if it came from one of the people I follow, not just the ones seemingly randomly placed in a box. It would be cool if that box could be culled from the recommendations that the people I follow make. In that case, I’d probably start taking the Tuesday recommendations form more seriously rather than just recommending my blog.
TURN IT UPPPPPPP!
I watched this over the weekend and instantly wanted one. It almost made up for the fact that it was playing that Black Eyed Peas song.
I own 69 Love Songs, but I don’t really like it.
In fact, I don’t know that I’ve listened to all 3 discs in their entirety.
Oh, it’s somewhat uneven! But the high points are fantastic. (“Come Back From San Francisco,” “Papa Was A Rodeo,” “I Don’t Want To Get Over You,” “The Book Of Love,” “Long-Forgotten Fairytale.” And “Washington, D.C.,” which makes me totally jealous of the people living in the nation’s capital since it is the best song about a city ever. (Sorry Cub. You needed more handclaps.))
I was thinking the same thing when they announced that vinyl boxset last week (for $80 or whatever it was). I love the songs that I love on it (a precise critical statement, I know), and the rest are generally forgettable. I think the multi-disc nature of it makes it somewhat daunting. Obviously, I could listen to one at a time, but I think I tend to think of it as one entity (at least subconsciously) and then opt for something else shorter.
“Come Back from San Francisco” in particular is beautiful.
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Bob Mould hosting 120 Minutes with guest (a very young) Lou Barlow. Acoustic performance of Sebadoh’s “Magnet’s Coil” and Sugar’s “Believe What You’re Saying”
From September 1994 -the interview is awkward yet still charming. “Magnet’s Coil” and “Believe What You’re Saying” are awesome. I miss 120 Minutes, almost enough to dig out all the random VHS tapes at my parents’ house from the late 1990s.
I’m very lucky that I’m wiped out this morning, lest I make the rash decision to go to Chicago for Pitchfork when the smart financial decision is to stay East and seethe quietly about everyone else getting to go to it.
THE INTERNET HAS EVERYTHING YOU GUYS. OMG HOLY SMOKES x 1000000.
I need another cup of coffee before I can muster up that much excitement, but this is pretty fantastic.
Jimmy Kimmel on his Jay Leno takedown & Leno’s subsequent Oprah interview.
“I figured he’d get into it and mix it up. You know, at one time he was a comedian.”
(via EW)
Five minutes and thirty-four seconds: I have never been very good with My Bloody Valentine track names - I saw “I Only Said” and nothing registered, and of course as soon as I pressed play I recognised the song I know as “Eeea-ow ee-a-ow eeea-ow ee-a-ow”. The song is a sleepy smear, as is often the way, and the title suggests a miscommunication, so if I cared to think about it maybe I’d put it together as a 3am conversation, tired beyond tired, still awake somehow, consciousness merging with the pillow.
And then next time I’d think of something completely different.
Live, on the other hand, that flickering riff is a pop will-o-wisp in the song’s swamp of grinding noise - it taunts you, it leads you deeper into madness, but it’s all you’ve got to hold onto.
(My Pitchfork live review of them from 08)
What would your 5’34” track have been?
That’s the same way I know this one too. There are a few tracks I know by name on Loveless, and the rest I recognize by riff.
The thing that bothers me most about the iPad is this: if I had an iPad rather than a real computer as a kid, I’d never be a programmer today. I’d never have had the ability to run whatever stupid, potentially harmful, hugely educational programs I could download or write. I wouldn’t have been able to fire up ResEdit and edit out the Mac startup sound so I could tinker on the computer at all hours without waking my parents. The iPad may be a boon to traditional eduction, insofar as it allows for multimedia textbooks and such, but in its current form, it’s a detriment to the sort of hacker culture that has propelled the digital economy.
I’m not incredibly proficient (I’m mostly coasting off of HTML I learned when i was 17) with programming, but everything I know about computers - mostly the comfort level I have with tinkering - comes from a very similar situation described here. Even just opening the case and taking a look around gave me some incentive.
Without it, I definitely wouldn’t have built my desktop a few summers ago (which, with a few modifications since, has essentially given me an above average computer for $1100) nor would I have made a dying netbook salvageable by replacing XP with Linux.
I ate dinner with my parents and my brother and we discussed the possibility of posthumously released works now that J.D. Salinger passed. I joked that we’ll find out that he created Lenny and Squiggy on Laverne and Shirley and wrote Beverly Hills Cop 2.
The Simpsons repeat on right now is the one where they go on a reality TV show set in 1895. When ratings fail, the TV executives call in “the first ’70s sitcom star whose phone isn’t disconnected.” This turns out to be Squiggy.
I’m waiting for “Axel F” anytime now.