Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Welcome to my musical world.

Warning: it may drive you crazy and/or cause you to hate me (more).

From time to time, I get obsessed with songs. While I won't listen to a song, say, a dozen times back-to-back — I like to limit things to maybe 3 or 4 times a day, at the height of an obsession — it will firmly implant itself into my brain nonetheless, and stay there for a few days.

Luckily, YouTube makes it easy to access pretty much any song you like (which has a video), pretty much anywhere you are, pretty much anytime. Can you remember the Bad Old Days when you actually had to wait to get home so you could play a CD, tape or LP so you could hear the song rattling around in your head? Or maybe roll the dice with the radio and hope a DJ had your song in mind? Me neither!

At any rate, without further ado, let me share what's been bouncing around for the last little while. You'll probably hate it, but hey, this isn't your blog, so fuck you and the horse you rode in on.

Triumph — Lay It On The Line
Possibly one of my longest-lasting continuing obsessions. Rik Emmett is a force to be reckoned-with: flowing mane of blond locks, double-necked guitar, red jumpsuit and a voice like a screaming banshee. Also, videos from the late '70s are pretty universally crappy. Deal with it.

Steely Dan — My Old School
It always seems so cheesy when bands, back a few decades, would get on a TV show and lip-sync the lyrics. I suppose Britney Spears still does this on stage and gets away with calling it a "concert," but that's a whole other kettle of fish. Also, Don Fagen is a freaky-looking guy.

Feist — One Evening
I want to take Leslie Feist into a dark alley and (consentually) do some very dirty things to her, and now you will know why. Women who play Gibsons while wearing heels cause all sorts of funny rumblings south of the ol' equator.

Steely Dan — Reelin' In The Years
Yeah, I dig the Dan. But c'mon... two guitarists with the chops of Skunk Baxter and Denny Dias? You could put five bands together and not come up with half the talent of one of these guys. These bastards are tighter than a cheap clock.

Pretty much anything by Picnicface
They're a comedy troupe out of Halifax, and they're hilarious. If you watch one thing by them, let it be their ad for a fictitious energy drink called Powerthirst. If you watch two things, let that other one be for Super Bingo. But please, watch more than two.

Alright, so that last one wasn't music. Get off my ass, fascist!
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Correction: Rik Emmett's outfit is more of a unitard than a jumpsuit.

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