Monday, October 15, 2012

Here's the third mix, it has some jams on it. 

 like ten days ago, I asked Megan if she had ever heard Neutral Milk Hotel... not only has she never heard them but she's never even heard of them.  I debated scrapping this mix completely and making her review In The Aeroplane Over The Sea by itself.

I thought that might be a tall order.

also i noticed a lack oh hip hop on this mix. sorry




i'm using 8tracks.com to host this mix.  just click the picture of me and my friends hanging out at stewart oakes' parents house and it should play.

1. Cheap Girls - Ruby
2. Fugazi - Waiting Room
3. Old 97's - Time Bomb
4. Interpol - The Specialist
5.Sam Cooke - That's It, I Quit, I'm moving on
6. The Appleseed Cast - Fight Song
7. Smog - Ex-Con
8. Buzzcocks - What Do I Get?
9. The Pernice Brothers - Overcome By Happiness
10. Bon Iver - Perth

Review #3
          I realize this month we are running a little behind schedule, but I am a college student and nearly as forgetful as Brandon sometimes. I have listened to the mix quite a few times, not really paying too much attention to it. Then he gave it to me and I lost it. See, we had it in the car when we went to go to Patrick Delehanty and his lovely girlfriend’s new apartment in Chicago and well it got lost in the shuffle. So, right now I am listening to it on my computer off the flash drive. I have no idea is this is the intended order or not, but this is how it is happening.

            Cheap Girls is not foreign to me. When me and Brandon first started dating he was in another intense love affair with their album My Roaring 20’s, which he has said repeatedly is an awesome album name. I agree. I also enjoy Cheap Girls, I have absolutely no idea what record this song is from and frankly I don’t care.

            I wrote a paper semester before the last on the punk movement for my social change class and Fugazi was mentioned in it quite frequently. I honestly never took the time to listen to them. I think I can say it wasn’t necessarily what I expected but it wasn’t not what I expected either. I am debating my feelings on it right now. I’ll come back to it later.

            The next song came on and sounded familiar to me immediately; my love for chick flicks get the best of me and repeated television viewings of The Break Up exposed me to the Old 97’s. I like this catchy little tune. It’s peppy and lively and I can’t understand what he is saying some the time but whatever.

            Jesus, this next song is fucking long. Nearly 7 minutes, I’m already annoyed. I am also antsy because I know Sam Cooke is next. I don’t dislike it, as a matter of fact the first couple minutes I really like, but god damn, after minute 4 I have completely checked out. Sorry Interpol. 

            Brandon loves to ask me questions that start with “what’s your favorite…?” Almost always, no 100% of the time it is a music question. “What’s your favorite Smiths record/song?” “What’s your favorite Alanis Morrisette song?” Who is your favorite singer?” I am nearly certain he asks me these questions not to hear what my favorite thing is but to tell me what his is and why. Well I learned VERY early in our relationship that Sam Cooke is his favorite singer, which is absolutely fine by me. I could listen to that man sing day in and day out. Absolutely lovely.

            There use to be an Appleseed Cast poster hanging on Brandon’s bedroom door. I like the poster more than the band apparently. “As the tears flow out it’s the end.” That brilliant piece of work right there just doesn’t appeal to me. I probably wrote that line on a notebook in junior high when my crush wouldn’t sit next to me at lunch.

            Smog is one of those bands I think Brandon claims he is “blown away” by the fact that I don’t know who they are. See his Facebook for the recent Neutral Milk Hotel debacle. I think in this case I am a little disappointed I hadn’t heard of them earlier because I do in fact like this a lot. I hear that song and want to be sitting in a coffee shop with a book. I like when songs put me somewhere else.

            I am familiar with the Buzzcocks as well, not from Brandon though, from my brother. See, this is what I can appreciate, a nice little tune under 3 minutes. 

            I am coming up blank with anything to say about The Pernice Brothers. I like it but am unenthusiastic. Back to Fugazi, I feel the same way about it as I do The Pernice Brothers.

            I really like Bon Iver. I think it is interesting and weirdly moving and I just really like it. I have been a dancer for years and I want to dance to this. Like some amazing contemporary piece that’s just spectacular. I see leaps and turns and beautiful use of space. I love it when I hear a song and I know immediately what I would want it to look like as a choreographer. It doesn’t really happen very often and when it does it’s this kind of intoxicating feeling. Like it sparks me to motion and I want a mirror and a huge room where I can just go to work. I guess that’s called inspiration right?


 

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