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Friday, May 12, 2000

the english language: over on nylpm, tom is listing tracks from his putative english tape which, if i'm not misrepresenting him, is meant to convey what it is to be english. based on what i've read so far, he's doing a bang-up job -- i've learned more about what it is to be english than from any resource imaginable. besides music, with its lyrics and music, there's no other medium that can express both the thoughts and the emotions of a group, so he's chosen the perfect means to do it.

it got me thinking about the prospects of assembling an american tape, until i realized that such a thing is impossible. sure, you see patriotic compilations released around the 4th of july with covers of "the star-spangled banner" and "america the beautiful," but that'd be similar to a tape filled with covers of "God save the queen": they're all irrelevant as indicators of the lives of populace. there's a reason, i believe, that tom put together an english tape and not a british tape: there are more common bonds and shared experiences between the people of england than there are with their kinsman in wales and scotland. if i wanted to make a tape, i'd have to get provincial and make something like a new jersey tape or a new york tape. in the case of the latter, i'd have to localize even more since, with the five boros, the music that'd typify the staten island experience has very little to do with what'd personify the lives of those in the bronx.

essentially, what i'm saying is that america, for whatever reason, lacks the national identity of a country like england. this is not to say that all of the municipalities of england are without their differences but, unless you live in suburbia, in america, your thoughts and feelings are going to be radically different in comparison to your neighbor cross-country. viva la melting pot, then.

note: this is a truncated version of an entry i'd written earlier that mysteriously disappeared. that one was a lot better, i'm afraid.
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"dirty" news: this may well be the funniest thing i've heard all year. you'd think that this sort of thing would come from the onion or that the date was april 1. but it's not: this is the gold-darned truth, which makes it all the funnier. but, wait, how dirty can the dancing get if ricky martin doesn't like...oh, right, he's an actor and this is just a movie. gotcha!
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A-HA - "SUMMER MOVED ON"
i'm sure you remember a-ha. if you want to pretend that you don't remember a-ha, that's fine, because i know that you do: your ruse is for naught.

a-ha, for those of you too young to remember, recorded the 80s classic "take on me" with that storied accompanying video that looked like something out of altered states. in america, that's where the story ends; in europe, they went on to sell millions of records and released one top 20 hit after another. even in europe, though, it's been eight years since they released their last album of all new material. so here we have "summer moved on," which is the lead single off of their upcoming album, minor earth, major sky.

"what does it sound like", i imagine you're wondering, your brains incapable of processing both "y2k" and "a-ha." well, rest easy, for it sounds like just what you'd imagine a-ha to sound like. it's an acoustic mid-tempo ballad, beginning with morten harket uttering the title phrase; it seems to be a meditation not only on the passing of time, but perhaps also on the passing of their career, from mtv regulars with "take on me," to james bond theme performers ("the living daylights," they even get a crappy bond movie: fate has not been kind), to totally 80s-styled compilation perennials.

when the music drops out and harket launches into his famed falsetto, it seems a bit ridiculous at first, but the more he does it, the more it makes sense. especially when, after that silence, the world's most violent orchestra saw their violins with ardent passion. in essence, it's the kind of music that travis thinks they make, blinded to the fact that they make dull, soulless goo.

the song is immensely catchy, and quite pretty in its own way: perhaps an accurate description for the music of a-ha itself. the only negative that i can think of currently is the lack of synthesizer; other than that, it's refreshing to see a band with limited commercial prospects keep putting out the kind of music that they want to make with no concessions made to the mainstream flavor of the month. as much as i'd like to see them suceed, i believe that summer is not the only thing that's moved on by a-ha.
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the breast chronicles: highbrow sociological experiment or softcore porn? you decide!
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i am finally listed on blogger! hurray!
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i received my first e-mail! regarding this blog, i mean. it was from the kind folks at usounds le internacional. they complimented me on this site and offered a link to their own. i just visited it and i found it to be a well-designed and informative site on a variety of genres. check it out.
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playing God: or at least playing dj which, if you subscribe to faithless' theory, thereby makes me God. but i digress, and blaspheme.

last night, the department went out to say goodbye to one of our employees. a good time was had by all, i believe. we went to a bar which had a jukebox...a jukebox that had 50 free selections on it! so, naturally, i went to town, though i only took up eight selections. the jukebox had the best selection of any jukebox i've ever put my money into. to keep it brief, it had a roxy music album.

so i sat around, enjoying the party, though anxiously awaiting my selections to come up, and hoping to have my taste affirmed. two other employees were ahead of me, both of whom i'm glad to say had good taste, which i find to be a rarity in these parts, a momentary lapse into macy gray notwithstanding. one of them, in particular, had wonderfully eclectic taste, going from al green to the stooges in one inspired turn.

so, finally, i find out that the previous employees' selections are through, and i'm up. the dead air between songs, while the jukebox grabbed the right cd, was killer...i had forgotten what i selected first. but then i hear the pounding electro-beats of "i feel love," and it feels good, very good. i look around and see people singing along and dancing, so i'm feeling even better. next up was jimmy cliff's "many rivers to cross," which might've been a bit too obscure for the crowd -- until the girl who was leaving congratulated me on a good choice, and then proceeded to do so several times over. (hey, she was drinking and having a good time, and i didn't mind the compliment!)

"virginia plain" by roxy music really didn't seem to pick up the momentum, though the heavy bass got a number of people dancing (though i bemoaned that very same bass because it overwhelmed most of the song; the system at the bar was a bit lacking). "aquaboogie" by parliament got things moving again, and had people singing along -- unfortunately, it was the 12" version which is about ten minutes long, which seemed to exceed the attention span of most.

"it's not unusual" by tom jones got the hip, swinging white people going, and "waterloo" by abba got some more asses shaking. blondie's "dreaming" may have been a tad too obscure; i really should've gone for "heart of glass," in retrospect -- live and learn, i guess.

elvis costello's "pump it up" closed things nicely, its heavy bass lent itself well to dancing, and it seemed to have a fairly good recognition factor. after the song was over, i looked at my watch and decided to go. i very much enjoyed the experience, though i thought i could've segued things better; i imagine that i'd find dj'ing very rewarding and extremely exciting. i declined several offers to stay, thinking it better to get back home and get ready for the next day of work...besides my selection was over, and there weren't any free ones left!
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Thursday, May 11, 2000

WYCLEF JEAN - THUG ANGELS
well, well, well, what do we have here? it's wyclef jean and he's making a comeback. odd that the word "comeback" is used to describe a man who hasn't been gone for long, but given certain circumstances, it's thoroughly appropriate.

when wyclef released the carnival, his solo debut, he earned raves from critics world-round, mainly he was cited as the "force behind the fugees." well, you may have heard about this lauryn hill chick. you know, the girl in the group? well, she released this thing called the miseducation of lauryn hill and, maaan, it took off, and suddenly wyclef didn't seem like quite the mastermind people thought he was.

in case you were wondering, "thug angels" marks his return. i'll tell you right now, this thing ain't getting played on top 40. when i first heard it, it reminded me of a southern bounce track, reminiscent of some tracks off of goodie mob's still standing. all too fitting, then, that he begins the track with an exclamation of "DIRTY SOUTH!" as the song progresses, though, you start to notice a subtle spanish flavor, most notably in the chorus, but it also works its way into the drum track: sounds you thought were all programmed start to sound more and more like live latin-based percussion.

he's a tricky one, that wyclef. whenever you think you've got him pegged, he goes out and shows that he's got more flavors than you expected. it seems to be an odd single choice, but it also bodes well for his upcoming album. he'll need it, because after lauryn's first salvo, all eyes will be on 'clef.
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just don't dew it: a caveat for my faithful readers: don't drink mountain dew on an empty stomach. i should've learned my lesson years ago, but i'm too far along in my addiction, so i thought i'd try to stop some of you before you do it.

i hate coffee, so my source of caffeine in the morning comes from soda. my favorite soda is mountain dew; as far as mountain dew is concerned, you either love it or hate it -- there's no inbetween. mountain dew has this unique ability to give you a terrible stomachache, as if some substance was burning its way through the lining of your stomach; it's truly like no other soda in this respect. i'd really like to know why, so if any of you have had the same experience and can enlighten me, please, that's what
e-mail is for.

i've suffered so you don't have to. please, heed this call. thanks.
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westernhomes: at last, fame is mine! i've been mentioned by the good folk at westernhomes. while i am very much grateful for the link and the compliment, i must take umbrage with being called "indie rock." in fact, as tom will begrudgingly attest, i have been scientifically proven to be the most pop man on the face of the planet. nevertheless, do visit westernhomes as it is a fine site.
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Wednesday, May 10, 2000

new feature: you'll notice that on the side column i've added a new feature. i figured with all of that talk about mixtapes the other day, i might as well show and prove. and so there it is, and as i make new ones, they will replace the old. hopefully, if my top 20 wasn't enough, this will give you an even better idea of the breadth of my listening tastes.
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EXTRA EXTRA: POLL SCANDAL!
yes, folks, it is true. even in my infinite wisdom, i chose 21 songs for my top 20, and one was neglected. this one definitely belongs in the top 20 (as does my number 20 choice, but, alas, there isn't enough room!), as i'm sure you'll no doubt agree! so, without further ado...

20. abba - knowing me, knowing you
i admit that i was an abba cynic at one time. i unfortunately based all my opinions on the band on "dancing queen," alone, which i still find to be an annoying-as-all-hell song. i say, "unfortunately," because that foolhardiness on my part kept me from some of the best damned pop music made in the 70s. my favorite is "knowing me, knowing you," a shimmering gem of a track. it's quite possible that abba's records were the best produced records of the 70s; for proof, just listen to how crisp the guitars are on this track! other than that, it features a stunning pre-chorus and bridge, and the chorus itself is even more brilliant. if you too, like i once was, are holding out on purchasing a copy of abba's gold, for whatever reason, do yourself a favor and get it today. don't make the same mistakes i've made.
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Tuesday, May 09, 2000

1. beach boys - surf's up
i honestly have nothing left to say about this one, besides that its genius awes me ceaselessly. i've never heard anyone as in tune with music as brian wilson, and i doubt i ever will. to read all that i've said about this one and the smile album previously, go
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2. four tops - reach out (i'll be there)
this song probably couldn't have come along at a better time (though i'm sure the group, certainly reading this #2 placing, are replying, "number one would've been better!"). the nation was torn apart by vietnam, segregation, student revolts, you name it. off in the distance, you hear a plaintive flute and a clapping noise, not unlike the sound of a horse in full-stride. reaching through the darkness, the powerful voice of levi stubbs announces in no uncertain terms that the calvary has arrived. when the nation was in its hour of greatest need, who else could it possibly have turned to but to the tops? "reach out (i'll be there)" was just the sort of thing that a desperate nation was delighted to hear; a declaration of true friendship and unconditional love, all powered by the herculean vocals of levi stubbs and his ace support team, the tops. holland-dozier-holland have written as many classic songs as anyone you care to name; when i call this one the best they ever did, the compliment couldn't be any higher.
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3. smokey robinson & the miracles - the tears of a clown
the higher i get in this here countdown, the less i feel i have to say about each entry. since these songs have almost always been near the top of any list i've compiled, i've said so much about them, and i don't know if there are any angles left to cover. well, "tears of a clown" singlehandedly revived the career of the miracles, and it was co-written by stevie wonder. the song starts off sprightly with a flute/oboe duel and then the motown sound kicks in, full gear, with another ingenious james jamerson bassline and the inhuman drumming of benny benjamin, each of whom add hooks to a song that's got enough of them for some bands' entire catalogs. smokey robinson delivers some of the cleverest lyrics of his storied career in his peerless tenor, the brightness of the recording masking the utter sadness of his tale. again, for the sake of the song, i'll cut it short here. a mere catalog of what the song has to offer is no comparison to the experience of listening, so go listen already!
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4. otis redding - try a little tenderness
as i said earlier about "by the time i get to phoenix," the mark of a great soul song is how well it deals with its catharsis or in this case, more succinctly, its crescendo. for the first several verses, otis, the soul man's soul man, sincerely delivers the lyrics, often adding to them a sense of aching, emphasizing them as if he's trying to educate since he lost his woman because he didn't treat her right. the production is excellent, as it should be since it features the mg's -- especially effective are booker t.'s hammond and al jackson's oddly timed tapping of his drumstick. that hammond plays a key role in the crescendo of this song; slowly, otis and booker along with the memphis horns climb the scales until there's a sudden stop and otis exclaims, "nah nah nah, try a little tenderness." after that, my friends, chills, chills, and more chills. otis yells and hollers and screams and ad-libs his heart and soul out, and the band never fail him. i'll stop with the words, because in this case, they do the song absolutely no justice.
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5. glen campbell - wichita lineman
glen campbell himself, i openly admit, is square, though he's experiencing a bit of a revival lately, and i guess i came in with that wave of new fans. i had a hard time listening to him with an open mind, but then i heard this song and any attempts by me to dismiss him as an artist were stopped dead in their tracks. the song is richly produced and glen delivers one of his most earnest vocals (and also, it should be said, delivers a fine guitar solo). the real jaw-dropper in this song, though, are the lyrics. jimmy webb, as he was with a number of campbell songs, was the author of "wichita lineman," and at an astoundingly young age, he penned this song fully encapsulating the emotion of loneliness. one of webb's trademarks was how he ended a song with a new chord (see also "galveston" and "by the time i get to phoenix"); on "wichita lineman," the chord he conjures up is so unbearably sad, sounding like a man waking from a beautiful dream into his painful reality. sad stuff, yes, but totally unforgettable.
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6. david bowie - heroes
here's another one that, like "living for the city," that deserves to be heard in full, and not in any sort of edit. in the edits, there's not enough time to establish a sufficient build-up: there's one verse and then bowie seems to be, apropos of nothing, screaming his head off. in the album version, you get a much more measured ascension in bowie's vocal intensity. "heroes" trumps all other bowie songs, in my mind, because of eno's wonderfully dense and murky production and also because of bowie's unadulterated tragic/romantic imagery (the idea of two people expressing the noblest emotion on top of a construct necessitated by hate is striking). for much of bowie's career, "artifice" seems to be the watchword, but to me, "heroes" is the moment when he finally lets his guard down; the fact that he delivers this song during his emotionally-repressed "berlin" period is all the more impressive.
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7. al green - you ought to be with me
when tom saw my placement of "l-o-v-e (love)" at number 12, he remarked on what a good song and, moreover, what an underrated song it is. i'm sure that he'll feel the same way about this one. amid all of the great hits that al experienced in the 70s, this one most likely gets lost in the shuffle, and that is a shame. the song commences with pensive strings and thereby the mood is set. "you ought to be with me" is al's rationalization to a girl as to why she should get with him. the sad mood would seem to indicate that al's song is written in vain, but he persists nonetheless for he has nothing left to lose. in a way, "you ought to be with me" isn't too far removed from the songs springsteen was doing at the time, with lines like, "they don't want to see us do, all of the things we want too." al takes a song with a nice structure and, with the help of uber-producer willie mitchell, fashions it into something so much more.
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8. isaac hayes - by the time i get to phoenix
without a doubt, it's the fastest 18 minutes in pop music. like what ean rhys' wide sargasso sea did with "bertha" from jane eyre, isaac hayes took the cuckolded hero of jimmy webb's "by the time i get to phoenix," and gave him a back story. he took his time with it, delivering a striking nine-minute monologue on "the power of love," as the man put it. with the remaining nine minutes, he and his ace backing band constructed a track as desolate and as panoramic as the quiet, early-morning midwestern highways the protagonist drove down. the song builds to an awesome crescendo with hayes' keyboard launching into the stratosphere, the drummer pounding the skins relentlessly, and the horns adding the necessary punctuation. soul music, to a great degree, is about catharsis, and with this one, hayes took "by the time i get to phoenix" to soulsville, and it became all the better for it.
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9. elvis presley - if i can dream
i became an elvis fan only recently. having a mother who's a huge fan and thinking that elvis was just generally uncool were roadblocks to what has become my total surrender to elvis fandom. "if i can dream" is taken from the '68 comeback special. after years of ridiculous movies that undermined his credibility as a singer, elvis decided that he wanted to sing songs that actually meant something (also see "in the ghetto"), and so he decided to tackle this song which, sounds fairly harmless today, was considered a risk for someone with elvis' popularity. it was a relative flop for the king, but it features what i to believe his most assured and commanding performance. the bridge of the song features elvis at his impassioned best with the king standing toe-to-toe with the massive orchestra, and the way he nails the ending is enough to give you chills. as he neared his death in '77, he arguably was becoming a more powerful vocalist -- the world was left to mourn both the man and the music we lost way too soon.
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10. donna summer - i feel love
i really wish i had my donna summer best of right now, but a certain someone has it at her office! what, really, can i say about this one? it's brilliant and revolutionary and is really the genesis of all modern dance music. i recall a vh1 special on disco in which david bowie talks about how, one day, an exasperated brian eno came running in to see him, telling him about this song he had heard with this teutonic beat and strong black voice and how it was the future of music. the tune, as bowie would reveal, was "i feel love," and has he said that, he started to laugh. i'm not quite sure what the laugh was meant to signify, whether he was dismissing the tune or chuckling at eno's prescience; either way, eno nailed it. the song is amazing and time has done little to diminish its impact.
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11. bruce springsteen - born to run
for better of for worse, bruce springsteen is new jersey. (sorry, bon jovi. you have to do a little more than name an album after the state to earn the distinction.) i come from new jersey, so maybe that's why i feel this song so: the need for escapism, to get away from the dullness of it all and to run to the big city, whose shadow we all live in. bruce has it worse, though, since he's from south jersey, and it is dreadful down there, for the most part. the lyrical content would matter none, though, if it weren't for the spector-ian production of the track (indeed, bruce has been writing about this kind of stuff for years now, and the only album i own is born to run). on this song, he proves himself to be a kick-ass rock 'n' roll singer, which is so much more interesting than that faux-dylan stuff he does, and the tune and production are equally powerful, with great moments to burn. there's something very thrilling and, perhaps, uniquely new jerseyan to roll down the windows on a warm night and drive fast with this one playing loud -- the feeling of freedom is staggering, and it's one of the reasons i love this one so.
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12. al green - l-o-v-e (love)
listening to orange juice's loving cover of this one the other day, i was reminded how great the original is. where edwyn's voice just isn't strong enough to carry certain sections of the song, i recall exactly how exuberantly the reverend al delivered those very same parts. the horns and strings soar to the heavens and, amazingly ,that perfect, beautiful voice goes higher. to hear al green's voice is to hear love itself (the man was not joking when he named an album, al green is love). for him to name one of his songs, "love," to me, is redundant because all of his songs are stamped with that emotion, though if ever a song written made you feel the power of love, this one earns the distinction hands-down.
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13. jimi hendrix - all along the watchtower
jimi hendrix was not known for his skill at writing pop songs. my favorite jimi track, then, happens to be his best pop song and, on top of that, it's a cover of a bob dylan song, a man who is incapable of writing good pop songs! he turned bob's dull, spiritless version into a rip-roarin', sign-of-the-times, epochal classic. the sound of those opening chords raining down gives "all along the watchtower" one of the greatest openings ever, and from there it only gets better. i can't remember a song on which both jimi's barking vocals and fiery guitar work were as focused and as explosive as on this one -- the guitar solo itself, which goes from slide to wah-wah, would nearly qualify it for a spot on this list. the ending is nearly as good as the opening as jimi lets out one final growl of "all along the watchtower" with jimi's fevered playing continuing well on after the song, and indeed his life, faded out.
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14. beach boys - i get around
i should take this time to say that it was painfully difficult to choose which beach boys songs to put on this list. i could very easily put together one of these lists for my favorite beach boys songs -- scratch that "very easily"; again, it'd be difficult, though not as trying as this. so, with that said, "i get around." it is, in my estimation, their best chart hit and, like other songs on this list, it epitomizes the best of what the early beach boys could do. as hard as it is to believe, perennial jerk, mike love, actually manages to sound pretty cool on this one, taking the leads while brian sang the chorus. and, oh, what a chorus. it boggles the mind when one thinks of all of the insanely infectious, not to mention genius, melodies that brian concocted, and the chorus for "i get around" is very nearly the summit. everything comes together wonderfully, and no detail is spared (the handclaps are especially welcome).essential stuff.
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15. sly & the family stone - everybody is a star
while sly & the family stone were at their peak, they represented to me the ideal band. black, white, male, female, rock, soul (as has been oft-noted, prince was paying attention). basically, there were no rules, and kick-ass rock anthems were sung with the same fervor and gusto as sacred hymns. "everybody is a star" found the family in a meditative mood, the song itself presented in exquisite pop-soul fashion. it's a song about equality and unconditional love, brimming with hope. the wordless refrains conveyed more about the pent-up dream of freedom than any civil rights leader possibly could. if only for just a moment, you got to feelin' that everything would turn out alright in the end. "everybody is a star" appeared on sly's greatest hits album, and gave no indication what was to follow. his next album would be there's a riot goin' on, an album which revealed just what becomes of dreams deferred.
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16. rolling stones - jumpin' jack flash
it all starts with the riff, which is tuffer than tuff, all thanks to keef. if it ended with the riff, it wouldn't be here, so obviously there's more to it. many times, keith comes up with a trademark great riff and mick puts some words and a melody to it, but more often than not, the two aren't on the same level. on "jumpin' jack flash," mick manages to steal the show from keith: no small feat when you consider that "jjf" is one of the best riffs richards ever committed to record. jagger's performance is so vivid that you can practically see him jumping around, prancing, and twisting. he howls and yells and sings unintelligbly -- it's one of my favorite songs, and after all of these years, i still have no idea what the hell he's talking. simply put, this one rocks.
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17. big star - kanga roo
i admit that, for the longest time, this song was an object of great befuddlement. i'd heard so many raves about it, and yet, it grazed my ear every time i listened to it. looking back, i now can't remember when exactly it clicked: it may have been one wintry day while walking on campus in an odd state of mind, and the way the track just gracefully floated in limbo finally seemed so right. of course, that may not be when it happened it all, but it's certainly very romantic, isn't it? to me, "kanga roo" is the sound of a mind slowly coming undone, as if one were watching their lives flash before their eyes. the lyrics, on paper, are so simple, yet when thrown into this context, they become revelatory. prior to their third album, alex chilton and big star seemed driven to create the perfect pop album and song. pop songs, by definition, sell a lot of copies and make their authors a lot of money. this pursuit long having failed, "kanga roo," then, is the sound of alex chilton's discontent and disillusionment.
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18. lorraine ellison - stay with me
it's probably the most unknown of the greatest songs of all time, though it certainly has a cult following, and the stories surrounding its recording verge on the legendary. so powerful was ellison's ceiling that, allegedly, the recording tape broke, the orchestra dropped their instruments and wept, the ceiling cracked, and so on and so forth. what we do know for sure was that ellison was a singer from philadelphia. on the day she was to record "stay with me," written by jerry ragovoy (who also penned classic weepies such as "piece of my heart," "get it while you can," and "cry baby"), frank sinatra canceled his recording session. the studio had the orchestra, and they were going to get paid regardless, so they brought in ellison to cut her track. the result is monumental, and something that you truly must hear to believe.
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19. stevie wonder - living for the city
i should stipulate that it has to be the album version from innervisions: the single version seems so terribly unresolved after hearing in its full seven-minute glory. out of all of his tracks this side of "where were you when i needed you?", "living for the city" represents his best ever use of synths, harnessing them to express rage and despair. the song itself is like a play about a young man who goes to the city to seek out opportunity, but finds himself on the wrong end of the law because of his color. the play-like atmosphere is bolstered by stevie's use of a dramatic spoken passage that details the young man's arrival to the city, his trial, and his being thrown into a jail cell, closing with the jarring statement, "c'mon, get in your cell, nigger," put to good use by public enemy on their classic, "black steel in the hour of chaos." all in all, an absolute stunner.
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the best songs of ALL TIME...today: i was inspired by the postings going on over at nylpm to create my list of the top 20 songs i've ever heard. i hope to have it all up today, going in reverse numerical order, with a little comment on each track. with that said...i bring you number 21! (see above.)

21. pixies - debaser
i think that this is my lone pick from the 80s, but what a representative. one of my guidelines in making this list was, "if i were to hear this on the car radio, would it be one of the songs that would have my hand racing to the volume control to turn it all the way up, and would it lead me to sing aloud with it?" well, if there was a radio station in the area that would even play this song, i would most definitely be acting a fool to it. buzzing guitars, quiet verses/explosive chorus, cooing backing vocals, un chien andalou: what more could you want?
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Monday, May 08, 2000

on mixtapes: last week, i was putting together a mixtape and i was asked why. to avoid getting to in-depth into things, as i felt such a response was unwarranted, i merely said, "because i like to have a collection of my favorite current songs on one tape." which is true, but it's also only the half of it.

thanks to
nylpm, i've come across a couple of sites about mixtapes. while the idea of a site on mixtapes is intriguing, both, however, proved to be lacking: the first only gave a tracklisting of each person's tape, and the second had awful indie rules about mixtapes (no elton john on mixtapes? PLEASE!). i think tom and i had discussed doing things right with mixtapes, he moves at a sloth's pace, so the burden falls on my shoulders, AS ALWAYS.

when making a mixtape, there are two, and only two, different sets of guidelines -- it all depends on whether or not you're making a tape for yourself or for someone else. the basics are simple: you determine what sort of tape you're making (a theme, if you will); myself, i've made tapes on subjects ranging from anguish to love to wintry-sounding songs to night songs, etc., but the most popular is the collection of my favorite current songs, those songs that are currently in my head playing 24/7. next, you commit the songs to tape and, finally,you listen to them.

how you do this exactly, however, is quite variable. i am a traditionalist, and that means i like fast songs on side "a" and slow songs on side "b," with everything being perfectly segued, and the side lengths optimized to their limits. someone like tom, for instance, is not a fan of the segue and tries to juxtapose songs in the most jarring ways imaginable (e.g., morrissey's "interlude" and wildchild's "renegade master"). i perhaps wander from tradition in the way i throw as many genres as possible onto one tape. that's just how i am; i find that listening to the same type of song for 90 minutes or so really defeats the dynamic purpose of the mixtape (this is another reason i found the above indie mixtape sight insufficient).

when i'm making mixtapes for others, song selection is performed in one of two ways: either i put together a tape of songs unknown to the intended audience in order to share my love for those songs with them, or i take requests and then mix it together in my own way. the rules i stated in the last paragraph about assembling the mixtape remain constant.

there is another constant, i find, that occurs in the process of making the mixtape itself. i always find it an unadulterated joy to put them together (sometimes the actual production of the tape is even better than the final product), whether it be for my own consumption or for others -- in fact, many times i find the latter to be even more enjoyable; i love music, and there are no two ways about it, so spreading my love of music to people that i know are like-minded is a real pleasure. producing a mixtape, to me, is one of life's simplest pleasures. when i survey my collection in order to choose songs that'll make the cut, i feel like the possibilities are infinite and endless.

if you're not as big of a music fan as i am, i'm sure that you'll find this all a bit...disturbing, perhaps. believe me, re-reading that last paragraph, the thought crossed my mind, as well. however, if you're as fond of making such tapes as i am, i hope that this little essay will remind you of some favorite tapes that you've made and that it reminds you that some of the cheapest and simplest acts in life are also some of its most rewarding.
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