What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here.
Best song ever:
Do Not Attempt to Resuscitate
I am permanently lightheaded now.
Crap! This song has plus one million happiness units! How will I ever get back to a normal state of vague dissatisfaction and ennui?
I AM CALLING YOU OUT, CARAVAN PALACERS.
Just when I thought my bowl of euphoria was filled, this came along:
And well, I guess now I have no choice than to provide this woman with a child. A terrifying child, with two mothers, who will destroy all obstacles in its path. I hope you’re satisfied now.
I <3 Electro-Swing
Okay, maybe it’s just a crush. Anyhow, not that many decent vids out there that I can find. These are not necessarily my favourite songs, yo. THEY HAVE VISUAL APPEAL.
Caravan Palace, “Suzy.” Classic girl-meets-robot story.
Some dude crimin’ in a wood-paneled basement to Parov Stelar’s “Catgroove.” I love this so much.
Now he has a cane. Please kill me now. (More Parov Stelar, “Chambermaid Swing.)
what you get
A song lyric. Aw, whatever.
These guys will have all my future babies:
NOW YOU KNOW TOO MUCH
Their sexiest song ever:
This entire band is made of sex:
Haha, too late—I have dibs on everyone.
My favourite, but NOT IN THIS TINY ROOM
(christ)
I <3 Bustah
rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore
tornado no-no
more more more
woo hah
absence of government
trapped in weird music loop
only way out is to blog
So. I was listening to a Midori CD and wishing you could still find live Midori on YouTube. Which of course you cannot, except for the five-second one where she tells everyone watching at home to go see them live. I would, only I am not in Japan.
Here is an excellent song by them that would be ten thousand times better if you could see them playing it:
For some reason, finding that led to this eX-Girl video, and this terrifying new world confuses me:
I needed more eX-Girl, and I was rewarded by angelic singing recorded with low-fidelity equipment.
Then there was this thing where they were all leaping around in their socks and holding stuffed animals:
Here is another one of those videos that’s not really so much a video as a low-fi audio track. Also, it’s Ex-Models, not eX-Girl. But it used to be on my phone. No one knows why.
Oh wait, now I remember. It’s because it’s rhythmically challenging and N should listen to it as often as possible, for purposes of exercise.
Back to eX-Girl, because they COVERED THIS SONG:
And I finally escape, even though these people are totally emphasising the wrong syllable of Fujiya.
(On reflection, there should be no emphasis at all, and maybe there isn’t. I hear one, but possibly it’s only in my mind.)
Lee Elia Day
I’m a few minutes late, but at my local it was Lee Elia Day tonight, due to this sweary, sweary, wonderful rant by the Cubs manager:
Right, So
I don’t know how to describe this mix of STUFF. So I won’t try.
First off is a blog post with video of Theo Jansen’s incredible kinetic sculpture.
Next we go to a mountain forest in Japan, and “Bach on Wood,” as described perfectly by Mr. S:
TV on the Radio’s bassist Gerard Smith died of lung cancer. That band rocked so hard, and a lot of it was because of him.
Old footage:
New footage I just saw now:
I can’t not add this amazing and funny footage of Slim Gaillard I saw tonight:
And Jen Kwok has a new video, along with some guy, and here it is:
ha
BUSTAH NOW
(I fuckin love Bustah.)
More Kate
And now that cute Nellie girl, all singin’ bout dogs …
And now .. best band from Wisconsin FOR THE LAST SEVERAL YEARS
And um, I feckin love Chrissy Hynde.
Awwww. Lux Interior is being a doggie. How cute is that.
I loved this but also found it incredibly awkward:
The Internet does have everything! Yay! (Not safe for work.)
I accidentally love this:
Ssshhhhh 