There may be some progress being made here! Remember, one of the main goals of this whole experiment was to engage in some self-analysis and there may actually be a couple of patterns emerging. Let's go to the leader board, Ed!
Complicated-- Avril Lavigne
Florida-- Modest Mouse
This is the second day in a row that Florida has been in heavy rotation. It is very possible that I need a vacation. Kind of anti-climactic for a revelation, I realize, but I'm relatively new at this. Cut me some slack.
Stitches-- Orgy
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme-- Black Flag
Kiss Them For Me-- Siouxsie and the Banshees
Too Much Is Enough-- The Raisins
I know it's almost not fair to keep bringing up this Cincinnati band from my youth, but if you're aware that most of this band ended up becoming The Bears, featuring Adrian Belew on vocals and guitar, it makes it all worthwhile. This song is from the Raisins studio album, which my dad mastered.
Growing Up-- blink-182
Circles-- Soul Coughing
Balls to the Wall-- Accept
And how we got from Mike Doughty immediately to German heavy metal, I can't answer for you.
Disappointed-- Public Image, Ltd.
Over My Head-- King's X
Across the Universe-- Beatles
Across the Universe has proven itself to be my Moment of Zen. Whenever I am stressed out or facing an abrupt change of plans in my day, the chorus of this song instantly runs through my head. It is my calmer. It does the job wonderfully. When I hear the line, "Nothing's gonna change my world," I feel better. How sappy is that? And no, I haven't seen the movie yet. That's why Knoxville has a dollar theatre. Pay eight bucks for that? Hmmph. I can wait that shit out.
Universally Speaking-- Red Hot Chili Peppers
Universe trifecta in play.
Hot Fun in the Summertime-- Sly and the Family Stone
Universe trifecta-- fail.
And now the first ever MENTAL JUKEBOX VIDEO DOUBLE SHOT OF HAPPY! And that's enough of that.
There isn't an official video for Florida, so here's almost three minutes of Mega Man.
There is an official video for Circles, but I like this one way better. Of course, the crazy M. Doughty scat-singing breakdown is missing, but on the upside, you don't have to look at M. Doughty. I know it, I know it.
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