'78 [China Forbes]
Drive [Crystal Method]
Ghost Games [Apes]
The Last Tycoon [Peter Moren]
Saturdays = Youth [M83]
Original Hits [Sylvester]
And my current obssession: Black Moth Super Rainbow. The music lured me in, but this video set the hook.
Less elemental (and more truly full of regret) than John Lennon's orginal, you definitely get the feeling Bryan Ferry is singing directly to Lennon after his murder. It's not a love song. It's a eulogy, from one giant to another.
Cynicism and optimism are not mutually exclusive.
It's like running away/ With the wind in our face/ It's like flying/ And you and I are open wide.
From the great and greatly under appreciated Lloyd Cole: "She looks like Eve Marie Saint in On the Waterfront."
This is freaking amazing: Approximately 1,500 Filipino prisoners in orange jump suits re-enact the zombie dance from Michael Jackson's Thriller video. Points for not stabbing each other during rehearsals. Bonus points for the balding tranny as the "girlfriend in jeopardy."
Hat tip: Defamer.
The White Stripes demonstrate that punk isn't dead, it just has something else to do.
"If you're looking for Atlantis, you should cast your eye on me." Produced by the estimable Thomas Dolby in 1990, this helped me get through my last semester of college.
"GOOD TIMES...with a variety of good music (from Polkas & Waltzes to Rock & Roll) have been the key to the success of the "BORDENS", a versatile family dance band..."
Here's former Japan frontman, David Sylvian, with his New Wave jazz gem Red Guitar. In this beautifully angular song we can hear Sylvian moving away from the pop glam stylings of Japan and catch hints of his high-art ambitions. Songs such as Red Guitar may sound self-conscious to some. You say self-conscious, I say deliberate.
Speaking of which, the video, by filmaker Anton Corbijn, references the images and techniques of highly influential surrealist photographer Angus McBean, who also has an appearance in the film. Historical footnote: McBean, like so many men of his generation, was imprisioned for several years in England for admirable crime of homosexuality.
Since we seem to be in a 70's kind of mood today, here's Sonic Youth's cover of Superstar, the Carpenters weepie from '71. This particular meeting of the minds creates some exquisite dislocation, and bumps the Carpenters' ever-present creepiness to the forefront. SY thankfully drains the original's sappiness, only to reprocess it into yummy pop syrup!
Or so says Salon's David Marchese. Don't Stop Believing might be a great song to play when you're half passed out on your dorm floor wishing you had someone to kiss (or at least another beer handy). But, dude. Journey? Please.
While I'm still obsessing about the Justice song/video for D.A.N.C.E. A co-worker mentioned this Justice remix to me. The verdict: Whoa. The song has its charms, but the video veers sharply into Huh? territory. What happens after the best party ever? A landslide of trash and hungover French dudes.
