|Feed me, Bob.|
So…missed a day. Killin' my hot brand…
I’ve got some ideas in the works that I’m pretty excited about, most of them a parting gift of the anxiety induced during my quick spin through Bauhaus (what is post-punk?! Fuck, fuck, fuck!). Those gears will shift after the New Year, however, so I’m just gonna keep marching through to the bitter end of a bitter 2017. Elsewhere, thanks to Holiday Hell, posts on Archers of Loaf and BRONCHO will have to go up over the weekend. One of those posts is fully-realized and half-finished while the other is a half-blind, fitful muddle that will require a full day’s obsession tomorrow to figure out. Goddamn, I love my job. (Hobby, dude. It’s a hobby.)
One thing to note before posting this morning’s songs - wait, two actually. First, a lovely person who posts a @fatanarchy on twitter forwarded a playlist titled “Bhangra.” That references a musical tradition, by the way, and I only got four songs in before research and real life hung up that listening process. The songs I did hear were both good and, when you get down to it, not so unfamiliar. I come at that thought comment as someone who’s always figured getting into “world music” means flinging oneself over a bigger threshold, but it’s always the same question, in the end: say, am I enjoying this? (Or, to put a little freight on that question, how much does it bother me that I’ll never know the lyrics?)
And, to yank the wheel violently in the another direction, one of the first rock songs I loved on my own was Rainbow’s “Can’t Happen Here.” They crawled back to the surface due to that spazzing fit where I thought I’d learn everything (or just enough) about heavy metal in two days. At any rate, that post (links inside the link above) talked about Deep Purple, a band I thought had some crossover with Rainbow (smaller than I thought, by the way), which got me thinking about the Deep Purple songs I know. I won’t go over that short, short list again, but I will say this: whether it’s nostalgia or a yen for blues-metal rock...I still dig this song. I don’t know from the Ronnie James Dio iteration, but, from what I understand, that Ritchie Blackmore kid ran the band. Anyway, just another clue as to where I’m coming from on all this stuff.
Today’s 5 Songs
After this week’s Discover Weekly let me down - no, it betrayed me - it was inevitable that I’d start poking around NPR’s All Songs Considered (“ASC”), even to the point of hitting up the archives*, plus last week’s Music That Matters by KEXP. (* Swear to god, ASC kicks out one frame for posting after another; gotta sharpen the hell outta my game.) Generally, I get better songs more reliably from NPR - and that’s not judging - but I still can’t envision a day when I’ll lean on them more the Discover Weekly, and that’s no matter how dirty Spotify does me some weeks. Even if I can’t map its algorithm, I can at least keep feeding Spotify until it goes where I want it to…otherwise, I’m nothing more than one more musical mouth to feed to Bob Boilen and Robin Hilton.
Wow…I just preambled…in the middle…never mind. Just five songs for your consideration. And good morning.
Mux Mool, “Oh Yeah”
This one rolls just one lane over from my personal alley, but it just has some kind of cool about it. Also, au courant. Very au courant. I hear that background, “cold” digital buzz that plays under this track more and more.
Cherry, “Buttoned Up”
I resent this song for hitting all my soft spots, but still like it. Look, I’ve spent a week listening to one band that plays at a permanent, emotional medium, so having someone do dramatic, tempo/sound-shifting anything will catch my attention. These guys do. Also, I think it’s just a good song.
This one, I’m basically entering into evidence. Shitkid handed me one of highlights of a couple weeks ago with garage-pop buzz of “Sugar Town.” KEXP’s thing played “Alright” and…bluntly, I wish they leaned more into the “pop” then the “garage buzz.” On the plus side, I learned they’re Swedish. And I like their style.
La Dame Blanche, “Yo Quiero Trabajar”
Like the basic rhythm, then the flutes make me feel funny inside; it hits a long stretch after that, then the whole thing comes to life once the main vocals kick in. Sort of a journey, and I’m a sucker for that kind of thing. Also, it’s a basic song for getting up and moving. You can dance to this into your 60s, maybe even beyond.
Siobhan Wilson, “Whatever Helps”
This song threatens to explode for as long as it plays, but never does. The tension never ends and…wow. Just, wow. ASC played snippets from 3-4 other songs and, based on that, this woman has the aura of incredible about her.
And, with that, good morning! Or good morning again! (Depends on the order all these damn things go up.)