Not only was it a Monday, but it was indeed a rainy day. Amazingly enough, I only just now made that connection. No Carpenters on the list today, but a bunch of other stuff. It's a new week! Let the weirdness begin.
Carolina In My Mind-- James Taylor
The first song of the day always confuses me. It's like whacking an old TV on the side until the picture comes in clearly. That first song is the mental jukebox equivalent of static.
Southern California-- Wax
San Ber'dino-- Frank Zappa
Like to Get to Know You-- Spanky and our Gang
Jerkin' Back and Forth-- Devo
Fairytale of New York-- STARS
Again with the STARS cover? This must be my head's way of coercing me into the holiday spirit. Come on. I put a few lights up out by the driveway. What else do you want from me? Ho, ho, ho.
Hold On-- Yes
Deeper and Deeper-- The Fixx
My Cheri Amour-- Stevie Wonder
Black Velvet-- Alannah Myles
As I said when I started this mess, you don't have to like a song for it to play in the mental jukebox.
No Time-- Guess Who
If Ever I See You Again-- Roberta Flack
Existential Blues Pt. 2-- Tom "T-Bone" Stankus
Disenchanted-- Gary Morris
Talk About the Passion-- R.E.M.
Bittersweet Me-- R.E.M.
Those two R.E.M. songs there? Same friggin' song. Guarantee it. You can combine them into one ten minute long song and never realize you've done it. I know this because I did. Today. Over and over for about an hour. Easy in, easy out. I'm tired and naked.
Bring The Boys Back Home-- Pink Floyd
I saw ten seconds of Fox News in the break room. That's what happens.
You Better Run-- Pat Benatar
Yeah, Right-- Dinosaur Jr.
Rehab-- Amy Winehouse
It was so hard to choose a video for today's post, but I used to have nightmares about Randy Bachman.
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Monday, November 26, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
The Mental Jukebox-- Sunday 11.25.7
Hey, it's Sunday. I have to go back to work in the morning. Yuck.
Anyway, my songs... let me show you them.
Two Princes-- Spin Doctors
Not the sign of a good day headed your way. Imagine you wake up and the first thing you hear is the high pitched voice of a Neo-Hippie singing, "Ba-did-a-dip! Da-dip-dip-da-dip-do-bada-beeda-bada-bada-doda-mona-mona-mona-mona."
How to deal with that? Just remember, kids, that it is never too early in the day to start drinking.
I'll Provide the Love-- Toto
Across the Universe-- Beatles
Once again, my Moment of Zen...
Everything Will Be Alright-- Killers
Possibly a complementary tune to the previous one. Or sarcasm so arch even I didn't pick up on it.
To Live and Die in L.A.-- Wang Chung
Next Time That You Leave-- Bob Mould
Oh, Darling-- Beatles
Shake Your Groove Thing-- Peaches and Herb
nod + lean-- stolen sheep
Is She Weird?-- Pixies
We need to discuss Wang Chung for a moment. They put out three major albums here in the States. The first one, "Points on the Curve," yielded their first big hit, "Dance Hall Days." I still don't know all the words to that song, but I have loved it for years. (Well, that one line sounds like he's singing, "We were cool for fries." Or "We would pull whore's eyes." I kinda want it to be that last one.) The last album, "Mosaic," is the one with "Everybody Have Fun Tonight." It was the first single from the album... and ultimately the best cut. "Mosaic" is weak sauce. That song, with the unforgettable line, "Everybody Wang Chung tonight," was their biggest and most unfortunate hit. It's the one people still mock, using it to embody everything that was cheesy about the eighties. That's a shame. What people should really be using to embody that is Jon Cryer's hair in "No Small Affair."
In between those two albums, Wang Chung put out an album of remarkable strength and intensity. It is the soundtrack album to the William Friedkin film, "To Live and Die in L.A." The movie was harsh and brutal, with no happy endings and no pat resolutions. The soundtrack, which was half instrumental and half dark pop songs, matched the movie in tone and intent so perfectly that they are synonymous with each other. In that respect, the following song could be right up there with John Williams' "Imperial March" from the "Star Wars" saga or, at the very least, Tenacious D's "Kickapoo."
Show 'em some love. In my opinion, they certainly deserve it.
Anyway, my songs... let me show you them.
Two Princes-- Spin Doctors
Not the sign of a good day headed your way. Imagine you wake up and the first thing you hear is the high pitched voice of a Neo-Hippie singing, "Ba-did-a-dip! Da-dip-dip-da-dip-do-bada-beeda-bada-bada-doda-mona-mona-mona-mona."
How to deal with that? Just remember, kids, that it is never too early in the day to start drinking.
I'll Provide the Love-- Toto
Across the Universe-- Beatles
Once again, my Moment of Zen...
Everything Will Be Alright-- Killers
Possibly a complementary tune to the previous one. Or sarcasm so arch even I didn't pick up on it.
To Live and Die in L.A.-- Wang Chung
Next Time That You Leave-- Bob Mould
Oh, Darling-- Beatles
Shake Your Groove Thing-- Peaches and Herb
nod + lean-- stolen sheep
Is She Weird?-- Pixies
We need to discuss Wang Chung for a moment. They put out three major albums here in the States. The first one, "Points on the Curve," yielded their first big hit, "Dance Hall Days." I still don't know all the words to that song, but I have loved it for years. (Well, that one line sounds like he's singing, "We were cool for fries." Or "We would pull whore's eyes." I kinda want it to be that last one.) The last album, "Mosaic," is the one with "Everybody Have Fun Tonight." It was the first single from the album... and ultimately the best cut. "Mosaic" is weak sauce. That song, with the unforgettable line, "Everybody Wang Chung tonight," was their biggest and most unfortunate hit. It's the one people still mock, using it to embody everything that was cheesy about the eighties. That's a shame. What people should really be using to embody that is Jon Cryer's hair in "No Small Affair."
In between those two albums, Wang Chung put out an album of remarkable strength and intensity. It is the soundtrack album to the William Friedkin film, "To Live and Die in L.A." The movie was harsh and brutal, with no happy endings and no pat resolutions. The soundtrack, which was half instrumental and half dark pop songs, matched the movie in tone and intent so perfectly that they are synonymous with each other. In that respect, the following song could be right up there with John Williams' "Imperial March" from the "Star Wars" saga or, at the very least, Tenacious D's "Kickapoo."
Show 'em some love. In my opinion, they certainly deserve it.
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