three songs for a sweaty thursday
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sabThick-Necked Man, Crash Test Dummies. Here's Brad Roberts again with a voice like an ancient steamship twanging his way through alt-country riddled with harmonicas, cowbells and a large vibrating egg. This a great down-with-the-man (any man!) anthem that's gotta be more resonant now, even, than it was when it was written fifteen years ago. He watches TV, all-star wrestling, slams a six of ale, hits his wife and wrecks the car and spends a long dark night in jail / preacher man he comes around, says does he know the mess he's in? He says he'll turn to Jesus if he'll bail him out and buy him gin
Mirrorframes, Summer Blanket. What's beautiful about this song is that you immediately feel like you've heard it before, like it's a campfire tune you grew up with. It turns out that's because this uses some very common folk riffs, and Keith Michaud, who is Summer Blanket, has the kind of rumbly, reassuring proto 30something folkboy voice that curls into the back of your brain like it was born there. Fans of Josh Ritter should check out Summer Blanket. So do I hold you down, do I keep you in place? Sometimes I can't tell by that look on your face so I'm putting mirrors into all our picture frames so you can see yourself right now.
Dragon Ships, Fruit Bats. One more step in my continued crusade to foist all of Fruit Bats' discography upon you people. This has the usual combination of weird lyrics that get even weirder upon investigation, set to a catchy, indie rock track. Another one that's fun to sing, especially the chorus. I wish I was a Viking in 1103, I'd fuck up shit on the high cold sea.
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(+ 2 more, which were waiting for either Songs that begin with M or Songs that begin with T, but then I spent a favorite T and a favorite M already, above, so these are freebies)
Might As Well Dance, Patty Larkin. I defy you not to literally jig. Ohhhh, the boogeyman'll getcha! Ooooh, when you're lyin' in your bed! Pull the pillow off your head -- you might as well dance!
They'll Need A Crane, They Might Be Giants. You've all already heard this song but maybe you don't have it and it's SO plaintive and sad! Punk and I have big plans to write XF songfic to this, where Mulder and Scully get a divorce. Don't call me at work again, no, no the boss still hates me / I'm just tired and I don't love you anymore / and there's a restaurant we should check out where the other nightmare people like to go / I mean nice people, baby, wait, I didn't mean to say nightmare.
Mirrorframes, Summer Blanket. What's beautiful about this song is that you immediately feel like you've heard it before, like it's a campfire tune you grew up with. It turns out that's because this uses some very common folk riffs, and Keith Michaud, who is Summer Blanket, has the kind of rumbly, reassuring proto 30something folkboy voice that curls into the back of your brain like it was born there. Fans of Josh Ritter should check out Summer Blanket. So do I hold you down, do I keep you in place? Sometimes I can't tell by that look on your face so I'm putting mirrors into all our picture frames so you can see yourself right now.
Dragon Ships, Fruit Bats. One more step in my continued crusade to foist all of Fruit Bats' discography upon you people. This has the usual combination of weird lyrics that get even weirder upon investigation, set to a catchy, indie rock track. Another one that's fun to sing, especially the chorus. I wish I was a Viking in 1103, I'd fuck up shit on the high cold sea.
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(+ 2 more, which were waiting for either Songs that begin with M or Songs that begin with T, but then I spent a favorite T and a favorite M already, above, so these are freebies)
Might As Well Dance, Patty Larkin. I defy you not to literally jig. Ohhhh, the boogeyman'll getcha! Ooooh, when you're lyin' in your bed! Pull the pillow off your head -- you might as well dance!
They'll Need A Crane, They Might Be Giants. You've all already heard this song but maybe you don't have it and it's SO plaintive and sad! Punk and I have big plans to write XF songfic to this, where Mulder and Scully get a divorce. Don't call me at work again, no, no the boss still hates me / I'm just tired and I don't love you anymore / and there's a restaurant we should check out where the other nightmare people like to go / I mean nice people, baby, wait, I didn't mean to say nightmare.
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