Thursday, May 22, 2008

Obsessed: Tracks On My Mind

Have you ever had a series of songs stuck in your brain that you barely even fucking liked, but for no real reason they become apart of your consciousness? Yeah, that sort of happened to me this week, and I'm trying to scrub it all out with really bouncy dance music, but it doesn't look to be working.

Here's some sad bastard music to suck on:

Death Cab For Cutie - No Sunlight

I don't have a strong, legit reason for liking this song that much, but I'm just happy it finally knocked "I Will Possess Your Heart" out of my head. That song was as scarily catchy as this one is smooth and digestible. It's Death Cab, not a lot new here, just your average, palatable piece of pop music, but I dig it.

Radiohead - All I Need

I like Radiohead, but I'm more of a The Bends/Pablo Honey kind of guy. All of this post OK Computer, electro-bleepy-bloopy Thom Yorke-The Eraser shit sounds like Philip K. Dick writing a porno about robots fucking. That's not necessarily a criticism, it's just what it feels like to me. This track on In Rainbows was recently used in an anti-child labor music video on MTV but it feels like a dreamy love song, the kind Wong Kar Wai would have in a film and play 12 times until we got the gist.

Amy Milan - I Will Follow You Into The Dark

I blame Matt Breezy for this. If he hadn't started randomly singing "Crooked Teeth" to himself while playing with Rob's brother's guitar and decided to get a Death Cab song from fucking Plans stuck back in my head after all this time, I wouldn't have randomly decided to listen to Stars singer Amy Milan's cover and gotten THAT stuck in my head. Fucking Matt is a fucking Skrull.

Grizzly Bear - Owner of a Lonely Heart

Yes, I like Yes, okay? Yeah, Grizzly Bear covers are fun. Sure, it's sad as hell, but it's called OWNER OF A LONELY HEART. Fuck can you expect?

Scarlett Johansson - Anywhere I Lay My Head

So, I finally let her looks get the best of me and I broke down and downloaded Scarlett's album of Tom Waits covers. On paper, it sounds okay. Hot actress/Woody Allen muse + Dave Sitek producing + Cool Guest Spots = hyped album. The sad part is Scarlett Jo can't sing worth a good goddamn. Sitek's soundscapes are intriguing and make for easy listening, but I would've rather had Miley fucking Cyrus sing these tunes, and that's saying something. Unfortunately, the title track is somewhat haunting and the album at whole begs me to listen to it. I've never listened so much to something I enjoy so little. It's actually sort of pitiful.

Crookers - Lollypop

I downloaded this song because I thought it was going to be a tongue-in-cheek cover of the Lil Wayne hit of the same name, but it's just a random dance jam. You'll need it to wash down the generally sad ennui the other songs have a tendency to foster.

No comments: