Thursday, December 11, 2008
You don't ever buy me nothing
See every time you come around
You gotta bring Jim, James, Paul and Tyrone
See, why can't we be by ourselves sometime?
See, I've been having this on my mind for a long time
I just want it to be you and me like it used to be, baby
But you don't know how to act
So matter a fact, I think you better call Tyrone
And tell him come on help you get your shit
You need to call Tyrone
And tell him I said come on.
I'm thinking that perhaps My Morning Jacket covers Erykah Badu's 'Tyrone' because she says Jim James in the song. But whatever the reason, it is an excellent cover. And it is pretty funny.
My Morning Jacket - Tyrone (Erykah Badu cover)
Ms. Badu even makes a surprise appearance with MMJ at a Dallas concert to sing her song--Tyrone.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
I saw Loney, Dear opening for of Montreal in March of 2007. Actually, before the show I saw Emil Svanängen walking the cold streets of Cleveland with the most stern look I had ever seen on a man. Perhaps Swedes always look that way facing a cold wind.
When the show began I couldn't have predicted the tenderness that Emil possessed in his person. I was entranced by the expressions on his face and his beautiful voice that went so high.
I think everyone should have a little Swedish music in their lives. A lot, actually, because some of the best music recently has come from there. Loney, Dear is worth a listen. Make some hot chocolate and enjoy.
Loney, Dear - The Meter Marks OK
Loney, Dear - Hard Days
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
"In this remarkable artist's book, French conceptual artist/provocateur Sophie Calle presents 107 outside interpretations of a "breakup" e-mail she received from her lover the day he ended their affair. It is a deeply poignant investigation of love and loss, published to coincide with the 2007 Venice Biennale--where Calle served as that fair's French representative.
All of the interpreters of Calle's breakup letter were women, and each was asked to analyze the document according to her profession--so that a writer comments on its style, a justice issues judgment, and a lawyer defends Calle's ex-lover. Other interpretations are offered by a psychoanalyst studying the ex's psychology, a mediator tries to find a path towards reconciliation, and a proofreader provides a literal edit of the text, etc.
In addition, Calle asked a variety of performers, including Nathalie Dessay, Laurie Anderson and Carla Bruni, among others, to act the letter out. She filmed the singers and actresses and photographed the other contributors, so that each printed interpretation stands alongside at least one riveting image of its author.
The result is a fascinating study and a deeply moving experience--as well as an artwork in its own right. Already a collector's item, this is a universal document of how it feels to grieve for love." -- Amazon.com
I'm enamored with Charlotte Gainsbourg's voice and mostly her songs in French. I feel that this beautiful song fits the mood of this artwork and its ambitions to expose and provoke. And Nina, oh, Nina. This song is a must! Prenez soin de vous. Take care of yourself.
Charlotte Gainsbourg - L'un Part L'autre Reste
Nina Simone - Ne me Quitte Pas
Sunday, November 23, 2008
I've got to ask myself today: Can I really do this all over again? I don't know what the answer is because I'm posing the question so early. I'm just getting it all out of the way in the beginning. I just want something to be easy for once.
I don't know if that will ever happen.
Okay. Black Bear. A really big deal in my life and my car's life and now in your life. I have no idea which song to pick because I like them all.
Black Bear - I Know What I Was
Grizzly Bear - While You Wait For the Others
Monday, November 17, 2008
And then I realized! Ahhh, yes. Lykke Li's 'Little Bit' has a similar use of this sound. I was so scared I would never figure it out. Phew. I think the videos are oddly comparable, as well.
It also reminds me of maybe a High Places or Panda Bear kind of noise, but as for a direct likeness I was reminded of Lykke Li.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
She made a record with that Mount Eerie/Microphones' Phil Elvrum dude and it is super cute. So scoop that up, too. She's probably played with tons of other people. Hanging out. Man.
Julie Doiron - His Girlfriend
I have also included a song from Dear Nora. Frontwoman Katy Davidson has an ever changing line up of band mates. Dear Nora pals around with some of my all time fave acts like Casiotone, YACHT and Mirah. She totally has the twee harmonies thing down for sure. I like these songs a lot and they are really short.
Dear Nora - The Lonesome Border
Now Ms. Davidson is reunited with a former Dear Nora member to create the L.A.-based band called Lloyd & Michael. I love love love this song. My brother's middle name is Lloyd.
Lloyd & Michael - A Real Time Here
If you like these songs you would probably like Husbands Love Your Wives a lot, too. We'll just stick one of their songs on here... Why not? They are on the same label as Throw Me the Statue and Black Bear, Baskerville Hill Records.
Husbands Love Your Wives - Everything and Everything
Remember to right click and select 'Save Link as' to download MP3's.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
If you have not taken it upon yourself to obtain Ms. Mirah's collaboration with Spectratone International, Share This Place, I encourage you to do so.
These songs are meditations of the entomological nature. Super exoskeletal.
Mirah & Spectratone Intl - Gestation of the Sacred Beetle
Mirah & Spectratone Intl - Following the Sun
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I don't know how many LPs they have made (two) or when they came out (1997 and 2002) or if the band is now defunct (it's not), but I love it. And that's all that matters.
I don't know how many songs Claudia Gonson has sang on under the instruction of Mr. Merritt. Her voice fits the music and lyrics so beautifully. You Pretend to be the Moon is so melty and hush hush. Parfait.
So here's to you, Claudia. The perfect accomplice to these songs of woe and pining.
Future Bible Heroes - You Pretend to be the Moon
Future Bible Heroes - Lonely Days
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Sunday, November 9, 2008
In a major way.
Beat Happening - Fortune Cookie Prize
Beat Happening - Noise
Right click link and chose 'Save Link As' for download.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Regardless, I am drunk and here is a delightful picture as well as three MP3's.
Scott Walker - Mathilde
Scott Walker - Jackie
Scott Walker - Black Sheep Boy
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Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I feel dumb for not knowing that Kathy Foster was in All Girl Summer Fun Band as well as The Thermals. Shame on me. Such a fucking rad lady.
Download>> ( Right click link and select 'Save Link As' )
All Girl Summer Fun Band - Dear Mr. and Mrs. Troublemaker
The Thermals - Back to Gray
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
I have a killer headache. But that's not really keeping me from listening to this on repeat. I think Heartland is going to be super good. And I'm so into hearing Mr. Pallet say the words Final Fantasy in his song. I love it.
Final Fantasy - This Modern Love (Bloc Party Cover)
Final Fantasy - The Butcher
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
In other news, it's going to be alright, Kathy. And I'll see you, Owen Ashworth, this Wednesday. Get ready! Roberta C. Maybe Holly Hobby. I'm not going to decide for him.
The Thermals - Here's Your Future
Casiotone For the Painfully Alone - Holly Hobby
Casiotone For the Painfully Alone - Roberta C
Thursday, October 16, 2008
No other woman had such an intellectual, artistic and erotic impact on Rodin's life like Camille Claudel. Soon after Rodin met her in a sculpture class, previously supervised by his colleague Boucher, Camille became his pupil, model, assistant and lover.
During a decade, she helped Rodin create the Gates of Hell and The Burghers of Calais and also realised a number of works in her own right. After her separation from Rodin, who would not give up his ties with Rose Beuret, Camille further developed her own style of narrative sculpture.
Only since the rediscovery of her work and talent in the 1980s, especially by the efforts of Reine Marie Paris, Camille's biography has been studied more thoroughly and not only with regard to her liaison with Rodin: she was one of the rare female artists of the 19th century that could and did compete with the best male sculptors of her time.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
“Oh, I’m dying to see her. Who does she look like now?”
Eloise struck a light. “Akim Tamiroff.”
“Lew. She looks like Lew. When his mother comes over, the three of them look like triplets.” Without sitting up, Eloise reached for a stack of ashtrays on the far side of the cigarette table. She successfully lifted off the top one and set it down on her stomach.
“What I need is a cocker spaniel or something,” she said. “Somebody that looks like me.”
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
There was really only one thing that saved my life from crumbling apart today. It's sad that it had to happen in the morning, but at least I started the day out right. Enjoy: a Tribute to Bjork's Post happened in my life today.
Really, the only thing that matters is that Owen Pallett of Final Fantasy and Ed Droste of Grizzly Bear cover Possibly Maybe.
Also, Dirty Projector's rendition of Hyper-Ballad is a completely worthwhile listen.
The entire album is free to download on the Stereogum website!
Friday, March 28, 2008
Anything seemed possible after sharing dusty unwashed green grapes at the bus stop, feeling those small circle perforations in the grape bag, unlike any other kind of perforation really. And how every single grape seems to taste differently, like a hand-mixed perfume in Grasse with the "noses" or the 3rd or 4th cocktail of the night. Stupid bus, picking up drunk people along the strip, voluntary residence in a vacation town. Oh what a night's every night. Ripping the passes in half to make two! Cheating the system to spare a few bucks, holding the flimsy half stub while waiting for the soggy behemoth to rumble up. White shirt, black pants, miscommunicating our 10pm journeys home...Stupid bus.