My schedule is knocked all to heck today—there was some mess of an accident on I94 that cost me an extra hour and a half coming into the cities, and the cops in the U district sent me wondering all over the place in order to maximize congestion and protect some sporting event—so I’m not sure what I’ll be doing this evening now. I’m killing time in a coffeeshop, waiting for #1 Son to complete this interview thing, and then I’ll do something. I guess.
Oh, well. Here’s the weekly noise.
| Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner | Warren Zevon |
| Working for the Man | PJ Harvey |
| The View | Modest Mouse |
| Haiti | The Arcade Fire |
| Suvetar (Goddess Of Spring) | Gjallarhorn |
| Miss Kate Rusby | Battlefield Band |
| Rouge Sang | Saian Supa Crew |
| Forever Young | Chris Isaak |
| Wanna get next to you | Rose Royce |
| Sacred Darling | Gogol Bordello |
The cops at the U were probably shunting you around for the anti-war March that was working its way around campus. The bus schedule was also shot all to hell, as the campus connectors were getting told to just pull over and wait whenever other buses got stuck behind marchers to make sure that the buses didn’t all bottleneck in the same place.
Okay, here’s a random 10 (plus a bonus 1):
1. Vicarious
2. Jambi
3. Wings For Marie (Pt 1)
4. 10,000 Days (Wings Pt 2)
5. The Pot
6. Lipan Conjuring
7. Lost Keys (Blame Hofmann)
8. Rosetta Stoned
9. Intension
10. Right In Two
11. Viginti Tres
(All by Tool)
And yeah, not so random is it. That’s honestly all I’ve had on my playlist (and all I’ve been listening to nonstop for the past few days), though.
My MP3 player on random just served up Stan Freberg’s “A Grey Flannel Hat Full of Teenage Werewolves,” which at 28 minutes, is a random 10 all by itself.
It’s also one of the funniest fsckn things you’ll ever hear (although it helps if you’ve seen The Man in the Grey Flannel Suit, Gentleman’s Agreement, I Was a Teenage Werewolf, and Tammy). 1950s “sick” humor seems awfully appropriate to the times we live in. With Daws Butler, June Foray, Peter Leeds, and music by Billy May.
I don’t know if this link is still good, but I got it from here: http://bentrecords.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-of-stan-freberg-show-madison-ave.html
Passing Through – Leonard Cohen
Angel – Massive Attack
The Gentle Rain (RJD2 Remix)- Astrud Gilberto
Car Crash – Tricky
Transatlanticism – Death Cab for Cutie
Home To Houston – Steve Earle
What Are You To Me – UNKLE
The Skin Of My Yellow Country Teeth – Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Teenage Love Song – Rilo Kiley
Rebel Heart – Roots Manuva
I can tell PZ has been in Minnesota too long: He calls Minneapolis-St. Paul “the Cities”. That’s a purely Minnesota thing.
1. I Held Her in My Arms – Violent Femmes
2. Big Time – Peter Gabirel
3. (What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace Love and Understanding – Elvis Costello
4. Clint Eastwood – Gorillaz
5. Oh Bondage, Up Yours! – X-Ray Spex
6. Hanging on the Telephone – Blondie
7. Judge Not – The Wailers
8. The Floor Show – Rocky Horror Picture Show Soundtrack
9. Sheep Go to Heaven – Cake
10. Love Will Tear Us Apart – Joy Division
Yes, I do have a weakness for late 80’s Peter Gabriel…
I can tell PZ has been in Minnesota too long: He calls Minneapolis-St. Paul “the Cities”. That’s a purely Minnesota thing.
I was wondering if that was common lingo…
I can tell PZ has been in Minnesota too long: He calls Minneapolis-St. Paul “the Cities”. That’s a purely Minnesota thing.
Actually its a outstate Minnesota thing. People who live in ‘the cities’ usually refer to the actual city, ie Minneapolis, Brooklyn Park, etc. Also, what qualifies as ‘the cities’ is a huge area that reaches in some cases 50 miles from downtown MSP. So going to ‘the cities’ could mean hundreds of different things.
On the radio today I heard a song with a great refrain:
I was quite amused. Although when I checked out what the rest of the indecipherable lyrics are, I discovered the whole thing is a bit more explicit than I usually prefer in my music. Ah well.
It’s Bloodhound Gang’s “The Bad Touch“, by the way.
Couple of things-
Thanks for reminding me of Gogol Bordello… been meaning to check them out for awhile.
And whenever I am reminded of “The Bad Touch” I remember the guys varsity crew team singing that all together while rowing… at 5am. They knew all the words, backwords and fowards. With choreographed moves as well. Brings back the memories. Now, does anyone have some extra lye I can pour in my ears and cleanse my brain?
If you go to see Gogol Bordello, bring earplugs. Seriously the loudest show I’ve ever attended. Good fun, though.
I’m intrigued to see Gjallarhorn. I’d never heard of them until I bought something by Mari Boine and Amazon recommended them – five minutes ago. Hmm. Have I done enough damage to my credit cards yet?