Le Vent Du Nord – Les Amants Du Saint-Laurent – You know, I’m thinking the world of art has been hit with a post-post modern sensibility in the fact that yes, everything has been done, even in popular art, and so, you can do whatever the hell you want because if it works, you’ll get an audience, and if it doesn’t, well, you’ll be alone in your MySpace account. However, even though you’re alone, you have art that is near to your heart and screw the rest of the world. This song is celtic Canadian homespun and I love it. This is music to listen to while you eat your BBQ’d foi gras and watch hockey. It’s a beauty, eh.
Daniel Lanois – Under a Stormy Sky – Okay, it’s French downhome music. You don’t get an apple pie. You get a tarte tatin. What is that? Google it, bastard, and you’ll see a picture but you won’t get the same culinary wonderment that is French cooking. But I like the mix of French, English, and 50’s guitar and that little bluegrass beat. Is that a steel guitar? Why yes, it is. Sign me up. Love that happy little lilting rift.
Clawfinger – Wonderful World – These guys. This is bliss. That stupid break in the music works for me and it shouldn’t. This song shouldn’t work. But again, they are so ardent. They commit fully. And you know, that’s hard to do because in the world of art, NO ONE BELIVES YOU HAVE ANY TALENT UNTIL YOU ARE POPULAR. And yeah, Clawfinger never hit it big, but I like their passion and their originality. And any song that ironically praises this sad old planet I gotta like.
DJ Fresh – Gold Dust (Flux Pavillion Remix) – Oh, this dubstep makes me believe in God again. And I love the lady singing it out across the top of that deep thud. Oh, it is so delicious. Ryan said he was like a teenager just discovering energy drinks, all amped up and nowhere to go, but he has a place to go, SMC, to spread the deep magic. It’s not dubstep, it’s deepstep. And it’s hard. Like oak, baby. Hard.
Emmylou Harris – Shenendoah – You know, I’m pretty sure Emmylou Harris could cover a Clawfinger song and it would still be amazing and touching and haunting. She is something else. And this song, it’s a classic, though I think the first time I heard it was on the Bruce Springsteen Seger Sessions. Wasn’t this on that record? I reckon so. This could go on the soundtrack of my epic steampunk sci-fi western novel. Yeah, I believe I shall put it on that. Thanks Jeff!
Freestylers – Cracks Flux Pavillion Remix – Love that break, “And the cracks begin to show”. You know the deep dubpstep sound is really electric guitary in a strange, electric guitar type of way. You know what I mean? No, really. They underscore the drama of the music, and I love dramatic music. God bless you, Jim steinman, where ever you are. Would love to hear a Jim Steinman dubstep song. Oh, Meatloaf meets the Freesylters. Oh, yeah, I have to ajust my pants now. Naughty, naughty.
The John Butler Trio – Revolution – You know, I once called the John Butler trio the future of the alt country movement. I said they were popular 16 Horsepower. Yeah, I was wrong. I can be wrong. I will strive to be wrong as often as possible. But I got all excited because their sound was so raw and alty-country-y. But you know, there is something passionless in their music. well, not in every song. Some songs have some fire, but in some of their songs, it’s like Data from Star Trek:The Next Generation when he paints. The music all works. It’s good, but it’s not going to fire me up and make me overthrow my country. Rush flirted with being so cerebral as not to have a soul, but in the end, the music did have passion. I’m not saying the John Butler Trio is bad. I like them. I like them a lot. They are infinitely listenable. Can you say that? Just did. But I will say that in order for them to really hit me, I need more heart and soul. I’ll keep the song, but fellas, I gotta fever, and the only cure? More cowbell. More heart. More Clawfinger!
The New Pornographers – Moves – Bottomline, I’m getting older, and I’m not hip no more. All the young people are using words like FAIL and PAWNED or POWNED or some such nonsense. Or even P*WNED. Goddamn kids not usin’ letter no more. This brings us to the New Pornographers and I gotta say, I like ’em. Very Cold Play-y but not a complete rip-off of U2. Ouch. I’m catty today. Meow, meow. I like the heavy guitar and the pianer and the general feel of the song. It’s new and old. But it exemplifies how I am slowly losing touch. Never even heard of this band and Rolling Stone magazine thinks they are best band ever. Rats.
David Lynch – Pinky’s Dream – I am a big fan of David Lynch. No, really, huge fan. I like his darkness, surrealness, cherry pie and coffeeness. And I liked this song. It’s very David Lynch and very all the things I just said. Even to the singer, some chick with a voice as sweet as splenda in my coffee. Surreal. And I like the feaux drama of the bridge. I don’t buy it. Am I laughing or am I crying? Maybe both. Maybe neither.
David Lynch – The Night Bell with Lightning – David Lynch did an album. This song is just Angelo Badalamante and I’m not even going to look it up. I mean, I like David Lynch and Angelo Badalamante whose name I have mispelled, but it all sounds the same. I already have the LOST HIGHWAY soundtrack. Don’t need another song which didn’t make the cut. Um, I’m liking the trippy guitar thrown in and tip-toeing tentatively through the song. Or gnashing. Or goin’ all Texas. I’m reading the PREACHER comic books, which are brilliant, dark, bleak, violent, heretical, blasphemous, and Texan. Don’t mess with Texas. Nope, the guitar couldn’t save the song for me. It has been deleted. One last thought, and I like this from Becky, “‘The Night Bell With Lightning’ is the sound my shadow makes at high noon.” I think that is so pretty.
Breathe Carolina – Blackout – Dang, some alt rock dubstep from Kize. I think I heard this song on the radio, that good 93.3 radio station that works my soul and heart into a frenzy, frenzy. I like that dub step little tricky riff, or can I use all those words together? It sounds like this: buzzybuzzybuzzbuzz. He’s only gettin’ started. Like the disco-ness of this song. Yeah, man, I’m tellin’ ya. This works for me. Probably my favorite submitted in November. Yeah. I won’t blackout. I promise.