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›comments[0] ›all comments ›post #151 ›bio: katie ›bio: victoria ›perma-link ›5/23/2005 ›13:28 ›archives ›first post ›that week |
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Art Colony: i have an ipod (in my mind) Monday, May 23, 2005 › by victoria  that particular onion article --I have an ipod (in my mind)--just completely describes how I feel about music. when i was younger, especially (which will probably count as amusing since i'm only 20 now, but still, the mind doth degenerate quickly, methinks), I would be able to remember every single thing about a song even if I heard it only once. I can still do that, but i have to listen to the song over and over again and then the song kind've "sticks" with me long enough so that I can get through a day with my musical mantra running through my head. that said, it was a rough sunday. there's nothing quite like playing scrabble with biff when you're both pissed off and cranky as heck. I don't know if PMS is contagious, but it certainly seemed like I passed it on to him--well, the moodiness aspect. I've just been ready to explode with barely-contained wrath. Every time I stub my toe on something, or discover that my other Birkenstock-type sandal is missing, or that I left my student I.D. back at the apartment...it's like I'm gritting my teeth and trying not to see red at the slightest provocation. which is why music soothes the savage beast... and I feel up to recommending some musical selections: This album is the one that's currently stuck in my head--or more precisely, the song "Elisir." Its beauty rests in the bizarre contrasts that it makes with the melancholic and occaisionally clashing chord structure, then with the harmonic, open-sky-like chorus. Hotel Costes 6 is one of the most beautiful, incredible CDs. I highly recommend it--all the songs are so good, and so smoothly mixed with one another. "Metropolitain" is like what the music for Amelie would sound like if you added in some Romany-esque vocals and put more of a bohemian twist on the intense accordions...I absolutely adore this CD and right now I'm kicking my own ass that I don't listen to it more often. If you're in a rather nostalgic frame of mind, I'd suggest Joseph Nothing. Dreamland Idle Orchestra is so hard to characterize...from what I've been able to figure out, it's this guy who calls himself "Joseph Nothing" writing a whole album commemorating his childhood and this theme park that he used to go to all the time when he was little. Between tracks like "Brown Sky Walker" (which sounds like the music for some majorly retro computer game), you have songs like "Still" and "Yesterday Evening" which are so incredibly pacifying and calming and sentimental...they don't sound sentimental, but for some reason this album always makes me cry. And if you really want to cry, there's Pink Pearl by Jill Sobule. "Mexican Wrestler" and "Rock Me to Sleep"...when they're sung by Jill with her soulful, incredibly unique voice, they're like anthems for the broken hearted, like this excerpt from "Mexican Wrestler:" Sometimes I wish that I was a wrestler A Mexican wrestler in a red vinyl mask And I might grab you, body slam you, and maybe cause physical harm But when we would land I might take pity on you I can crack all your ribs But I can't break your heart... Those are just the more slow, acoustic-type songs. She's also included songs with a more defined beat like "Heroes" (an irony-filled reflection on all the people that she's considered heroes in the past and who have fallen off their pedestals, including such phrases as William Faulkner drunk and depressed Dorothy Parker mean, drunk and depressed And that guy in Seven Years in Tibet turned out to be a nazi The founding fathers all had slaves, the explorers slaughtered the braves, The Old Testament God can be so petty ...it's a pretty ironic, kickin' song). But still, you have to have something to cheer you up after listening to that album too long. Which is where Album comes in. Panjabi MC is just brilliant party music. Or just damn good music for playing in the car, on your way to work, or just to blast out of the window to make everyone else think to themselves "Damn! those are some hot beats." Good stuff. Oh, and I started my marketing class today...it promises to be an intense roller-coaster ride! |
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