Today I was reminded of what a dumb song this is. Not a terrible song (which, of course, is up for debate), but certainly a dumb song.
Archive for August, 2008
Tomorrow morning, I’m going under the knife for an extremely simple surgery to put tubes in my ears (a myringotomy for you doctors at home). Way too much fluid in my right ear that won’t drain (I’ve been able to hear each pulse of blood to my brain for the past month… good to know it’s still getting blood, I guess), and my left one is marginally better.
Though it’s a routine surgery, I’m always nervous when it comes to my ears. Without my ears working, there’s obviously no music listening.
I sometimes wonder what effect my losing some of my hearing in 1992 had to do with it. I was seeing the Buzzcocks here in Madison and got stuck next to the speakers on the right side of the stage. I couldn’t hear for an entire day afterward and found out later that week that I had lost some hearing.
Like most people who don’t want others to make the same stupid mistakes that they did, I would recommend to all that you use earplugs during most all concert events you choose to enjoy.
Anyway, have a good labor day weekend, all. Here’s Tori Amos’ celebratory Labor Day song, “Happy Workers.”
I have to admit, I’ve never watched American Idol – ever. Not even a second of it. The entire premise of the show is just not at all interesting to me. And I’m continually surprised by the sheer number of people who I never would have thought watched it that do… friends of mine who just don’t seem to fit the demographic (or psychographic or whatever).
So, someone just sent me the news (which is a few days old, now) about Kara DioGuardi being added to the judges panel. According to the article, she’s supposed to add some credibility and “hipness” to the show. But, that’s not what makes the show so uninteresting to me.
It’s that fifty-notes-to-sing-one-word style of crooning that I’m just not a fan of. Plus, I think I’m a much bigger fan of instrumentalists than vocalists.
Do you watch American Idol, and am I truly missing anything?
Channel-surfing last night, I came across one of those random channels that doesn’t really have anything on it except for some odd stock photography accompanied by some sales message. I was struck by the music on it, though. So much so that I listened to the lyrics, did a lyrics search and came up with the Windupdeads.
The Windupdeads have only been around about a year, and their first album isn’t coming out until October 7. But somehow – through the show Gossip Girl, it seems – they’re already gathering fans and airplay.
A little while ago, I wrote a bit about the amount of music coming out of Sweden. Well, count the Windupdeads among them. And, they produced a series of videos – all on YouTube – for their new album. My favorite among them is for the song “The End.” You can check it out here…
When you’re forced into letting someone get their way, too… kind of.
*Thanks to Kay for this insight.
This past Sunday, I took a walk up the street to my local gas station to pick up a newspaper (it’s several sheets of lightweight paper with news and information printed on it).
When I walked in, I was hit, quite unexpectedly, with some really beautiful soul music. I thought I recognized the smooth voice, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. So, I asked the man behind the counter – Joshua, I learned from introduction, not from nametag – what it was he was listening to.
Turns out he was taking a listen to a mixed CD he had just made for his father. The song was a Frankie Beverly song. For those unfamiliar, Frankie Beverly formed a band in 1970 that was originally called Raw Soul. However, Beverly met Marvin Gaye in 1976 and Gaye suggested changing the band name to Maze. One name change and a tour opening for Gaye later, and Maze featuring Frankie Beverly has been touring ever since.
The entire encounter took me back to a bike trip I had taken from Brookfield, a suburb of Milwaukee, to the downtown area so that I could purchase their 1985 album – Just Can’t Stop the Love. The album featured the song “Back in Stride Again,” their only number one R&B hit.
We started talking about 70s and 80s soul music and he said, “you know, you should really take this CD and check it out.” I couldn’t believe it, but he gave me the perfect Sunday morning CD. I went home and listened to it and was reminded of what it is about funk-driven soul that made me travel to purchase that album back in 1985.
Maze has been touring for nearly 40 years, but there’s surprisingly not that much good quality video footage. Here’s Frankie Beverly with Maze singing Southern Girls. I hope this takes your pursuit of music into a welcome tangent…
If you strung every song ever recorded together in one mega-mix, how long would that song be?