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1. Slaughter – Billy Preston
2. Release Yo’ Delf – Method Man
3. Georgia – Cee Lo Green
4. Armed to the Teeth – Barton Fink
5. Memorial Day – The Perceptionists
6. Surfin’ Bird – The Trashmen
7. Rolling – Soul Coughing
8. Groove is in the Heart – Deee-Lite
9. Carlotta Valdez – Harvey Danger
10. Dance this Mess Around – The B-52s
11. Scumbag Blues – Them Crooked Vultures
12. Zombie Barricades – The Company Band
13. Epic – Faith No More
14. Volcano – Pig
15. Poisenville Kids No Wins – El-P
16. Battle Royale – Does it Offend You, Yeah?
17. Clean My Wounds – Corrosion of Conformity
18. Another Brick in the Wall (Pt 3) – Pink Floyd
19. Johnny B. Goode – Chuck Berry
20. Sexy Results – Death From Above 1979
21. We Are Your Friends (Reprise) – Justice
22. Everyday I Love You Less and Less – Kaiser Chiefs
23. I Got Mine – The Black Keys
24. Jungle Boogie – Kool and the Gang
25. It Was a Good Day – Ice Cube
Everyone constructs a personal narrative to romanticize their emotional connection to a song or artist.
Showing posts with label 062411. Show all posts
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Thursday, June 23, 2011
Billy Preston: Slaughter
I can’t figure why a 70s-sounding funk jam would be on a revisionist-history WWII revenge film soundtrack, but what I CAN figure is why this song needs to start off this week’s mix.
Method Man: Release Yo' Delf
me: What do you think "Release Yo' Delf" means?
It's a Method Man song.
No typo.
Jeremy: Apparently "Delf" was quoted for the first time by Parrish Smith in a 1992 Source Magazine interview. It's about the same as "self".
me: Was it Method Man who said it?
Thanks for the research by the way. I'd rather hear a personal anecdote from somebody instead of looking it up myself.
Jeremy: It would appear so.
Cee Lo Green: Georgia
Too bad you can’t get your style out past the radio and into the B-sides. While you were off playing that song about fucking on repeat, you missed a delightful crooner.
Barton Fink: Armed to the Teeth
me: What do you think of Barton Fink as related to the rest of the Coen Bros' canon?
Devon: I'm ashamed to say that I've only got one viewing of that movie under my belt.
And it was at the Tip
I know I need a few more.
me: Where does it stand with other Coen Brothers movies after first viewing?
Devon: well the thing is, between that and Man Who Wasn't There, they're the least fresh in my mind.
Like, I certainly remember the mood of Barton Fink but can't remember if it was funny and stuff.
I dont' remember the specific moods I felt throughout, just the overall tone.
I remember liking it but also thinking it was real weird. As with a lot of their films, I need a second viewing.
Lebowski didn't hit me the first time either. in fact, most of their movies don't. The ones that do, usually tend to be lower on the list for me.
me: I guess that's why they call it a way-homer.
The Perceptionists: Memorial Day
Personally, I think hip-hop that’s super socially-conscious shouldn’t be as fun to listen to as this song.
The Trashmen: Surfin' Bird
If you have a lousy singing voice, try rocking this one at karaoke night. No real words to speak of and all you need to do is mumble-yell and lurch around.
Soul Coughing: Rolling
My roommate is the only person I know who doesn’t like M. Doughty’s voice. I’m sure there are other haters out there, but I don’t know any of them. You want to hate on the Christ-aggrandizing lyrics of his solo work, FINE BY ME, but when he’s gotta “slip into the field like Han Solo?” Nonsense.
Deee-Lite: The Groove is in the Heart
Did I tell you about my thing for redheads? I wish Deee-Lite had more popular videos, because I would have watched their singer move in Technicolor slow-motion any day of the week.
Harvey Danger: Carlotta Valdez
I used to have friends drop in on me when I did my college radio show (WERW 1570), and whenver they said “Can I play a request?” I would die a little bit on the inside. Not because their songs sucked, just because it would pull me away from whatever playlist I was building in my head. Like when you’re playing a CD and somebody else isn’t interested in it and wants you to play something that they brought over. IRREGARDLESS! I was always happy to have Erin and Tim come down to the show, because I’d ask them to request this song which they always brought with them.
The B-52s: Dance This Mess Around
I remember asking my mom for the B-52s greatest hits for Christmas one year and it almost knocked her out of her shoes. “Really?” My family still thinks, to this day, that all I listen to is “angry hate music.”
Them Crooked Vultures: Scumbag Blues
I've been buying the Boston Globe at the subway stop from this guy for a few years now. He always tells me these long stories about his seizures and his colostomy and being evicted, and then I miss my subway 3 mornings out of 5. It's a guaranteed way to lose any sort momentum your morning might even have, but I felt bad enough for the guy to buy him a prepaid phone card so he could try and find a job, only he couldn't figure out how to use it and he asked me a new question about how the phobe worked every week, so I'd miss more trains trying to figure out how to get the alarm volume to work on this cheap phone. Also, I'm the only person who buys his goddamn newspaper. Then the guy wasn't there for like a week because he got pushed into public housing. Then I saw him for the first time in a week this on Wednesday, but he was all sorts of fucked up, just standing there with his eyes closed, mumbling to himself. I got one look at that scene and walked away, and he hasn't been there since. And that right there is your scumbag moment of the week.
The Company Band: Zombie Barricades
Subjects Neil Fallon has sung about (operating off of song titles alone): Mobs, worms, spleens, Bono, goats, John Wilkes Booth, prison planets, Peterbilt, krakens, hoodoo, shoguns, the Texan book of the dead, yetis, soapmakers, vegans, gnome enthusiasts, and sleestacks. Zombies seem kind of pedestrian, but this song can’t be stopped.
Faith No More: Epic
This video is old as dirt, and I just watched it for the first time in what, a dozen years? But I can’t believe my head didn’t explode every time I watched it as a 12-year old. Lightning bolts and that eyeball in the hand and that poor dying goldfish at the end. The metal music video as art began to die as soon as this one was released.
Pig: Volcano
It’s really hard to share Pig with the squares, because his music, I guess the best way to put it, is “morally bankrupt.” Adult themes I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t want any of my theoretical children investigating. But you can handle this one.
El-P: Poisenville Kids No Wins
This is a good song to listen to on repeat around the winter holidays.
Corrosion of Conformity: Clean My Wounds
When I was in high school my hometown had a used CD store owned by the drummer from Boston. I spent all my lunch money there every week for two years. It was called Soundwaves. If you bought something there, you’d get a cassette sampler called Concrete Corner. That’s where I discovered this song, which was featured on a few of my final high school mix tapes.
Pink Floyd: Another Brick in the Wall Pt. 3
Such complicated feelings for Pink Floyd these days. It’s like, every time they come up on random, I flash back to the scene in 24 Hour Party People where this guy watches an early Sex Pistols show in a community hall, then goes back to his flat and tears the Pink Floyd poster off the wall. My head space is constantly around where that guy’s head space was like a few days before he ripped that poster off the wall.
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