Aug
11
I love it when someone tells me about their recent music obsessions, so on the off chance you love it too, here’s what’s been on nonstop play in my ear-holes lately:
Sea Wolf, “You’re a Wolf”
Pandora served up this song the other day and I instantly bought it. It’s just sort of wonderfully perfect in every way. The harmonizing makes my hair tingle.
Mumford & Sons, “The Cave”
I have AndreAnna to thank for my complete and total addiction to Mumford & Sons. I don’t even know how to describe them—sort of bluegrassy, but not twangy, and deep and lush and will give you goosebumps and you’ll just replay their stuff over and over and over and over. If you only listen to two songs, I recommend “The Cave” and “White Blank Page”.
Phantogram, “Mouthful of Diamonds”
I like this whole album but “Mouthful of Diamonds” stands out. Sparkly and gorgeous and takes you somewhere lovely when you listen.
Fujiya & Miyagi, “Collarbone”
I dare you to listen to this song without your head moving back and forth. No. It is impossible. Your argument is invalid.
Ratatat, “Loud Pipes”
I have no idea how I stumbled across this song but MAN is it great. No singing, just this weird and awesome mashup of guitars and electronica. Instant favorite.
Broken Bells, “The Ghost Inside”
Broken Bells is a guy from The Shins and another guy from Gnarls Barkley and Gorillaz, or something like that? Whatever it is, it’s awesome.
Arcade Fire, “Rococo”
You bought The Surburbs, right? There’s a review on iTunes that says “I feel like the double rainbow guy listening to this album” which I totally get. So far this song sticks out as my favorite, but the whole thing is amazing.
Sleigh Bells, “Treats”
Sleigh Bells makes a hell of a lot of noise for two people, it’s aggro and ear-bleeding and somehow tender all at once. You will probably either love or hate this.
La Roux, “Bulletproof”
Pure pop candy, dance-y and butt-shakey.
Moon Sountrack, “Welcome to Lunar Industries”
And now for something completely different: the first track off the Moon album. Haunting and kind of orgasmically beautiful and builds to an unforgettable crescendo a couple minutes in. If you haven’t seen the movie, you should check that out too.
I hope you enjoy some of these as much as I have been. Feel free to share back some of your recent favorites, okay?
Aug
9
I forgot to tell you guys about the Marmaduke dog at BlogHer. Those of you who were there, you probably witnessed the magic that was this dog’s rear view, but for those who didn’t get a chance to enjoy, let me just tell you that this dog had the biggest nutsack I’ve ever seen in my life. I mean, not that I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time cataloguing and comparing the testicles of various male animals, but if I had, this dog was surely the blue-prize winner. There they hung, a swinging spermsack metronome, fleshy and pendulous and oddly mesmerizing. I suppose the sight of this majestically-endowed dog was supposed to make me smile and think fondly of wholesome family cartoons, but my mind went to a helpless dark place and I saw a tiny cramped bar in Mexico, a woman with few inhibitions, and Marmaduke: masked, undignified, and pile-driving her from behind while a violent flesh-against-flesh slapping sound fills the air.
Why was there a Great Dane wandering BlogHer, you ask? Good question, and one I don’t have an answer to. I guess someone was promoting Marmaduke, the movie? Which I would rather rip off my own face Poltergeist-style than be forced to watch, although now I’m a little curious about whether they green-screened the giant balls for the PG rating or what.
In keeping with the inappropriate theme, this was in my BlogHer swag bag:
What time is it? TIME FOR SAUSAGE THAT’S WHAT TIME IT IS.
In conclusion, I leave you with an image that sums up my warm memories of the best sponsors of BlogHer. Oh, there were another companies whose products I enjoyed, but when I think back, misty-eyed, to this amazing weekend, my thoughts will inevitably turn to sausages and balls.
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