The Good, The Bad & The Ozzy

The GOOD:
The Soft Drugs - discovered on this blog, who reached out to me re: Wintersleep. The Soft Drugs is brought to you by Pedro The Lion's other half, TW Walsh. Check out the songs on the blog player and read about "why they don't suck" here: http://soundsuck.com/the-soft-drugs/
(Thanks Ryan!)

The BAD:
Finger Eleven's "Paralyzer" - Now I try to use this blog for good. For praise and not for bashing. and NOT that I'm bashing, but I simply can't get over this song. I heard it on the radio on Saturday and couldn't believe the lyrics. It made me really miss rainbow butt monkeys (or maybe I miss 1995?). Come on, Finger... what's going on here? "i should just stay home, if one thing really means one"? what does that even MEAN?

Lyrics:
I hold on so nervously / To me and my drink / I wish it was cooling me / But so far, has not been good / It’s been shitty / And I feel awkward, as I should / This club has got to be / The most pretentious thing / Since I thought you and me / Well I am imagining / A dark lit place /Or your place or my place

Chorus:
Well I’m not paralyzed / But, I seem to be struck by you / I want to make you move / Because you’re standing still / If your body matches / What your eyes can do / You’ll probably move right through / Me on my way to you

I hold out for one more drink / Before I think / I’m looking too desperately / But so far has not been fun / I should just stay home / If one thing really means one / This club will hopefully /
Be closed in three weeks / That would be cool with me / Well I’m still imagining / A dark lit place / Or your place or my place

Song:



Rainbow Butt Monkeys!




The OZZY:
I got some last minute tickets to Ozzy's second, and probably last, Halifax show tonight. I know he's old. I know it's Monday. I know, I know, I know... But it's Ozzy freaking Osbourne. You'd go too and you know it.

CAN I GET A WITNESS

HECK YES.

Constantines. Young Offenders. 2003.

APPRECIATION POST: Baby I'm Bored

Pitchfork might have given it a 3.6 in its 2003 review of Evan Dando's solo effort, Baby I'm Bored... but, really, what the hell do they know?

This is one of the records in my collection that I overplay every once in a while, then shelf for a couple of months. However, when I get back into it, I get WAY back into it. It's sweet and sour - about love and loss and life. It's simple and pretty with lots of tambourines-meet-90s-guitar-distortion and laid back vocals, and I highly recommend that you spend a little time with it while we wait for spring...

Baby Please Don't Bonobo

My friend Chris introduced me to Bonobo. This is my new favourite song:
"Nitelite"

And this one's for you, Mike G. dananananananaaaaaaaaaa....

There Should Be A Radiohead Stamp

You know what I don't really "get"? Stamp collecting. I was just at the post office to mail one letter and was stuck behind a stamp collecter. I stood there for 10 minutes while he went on about stamps, thinking "but WHY stamps? do you use these stamps, ever? do you put them in a binder and flip through daily? why do you need a collection of STAMPS? why stamps?!". The whole thing drove me crazy, so I felt I had to blog about it. Should any of you be stamp collecters, or are close with one, please let me know what's up with that....

On another note: Happy new year, and here's more Radiohead. Note, the yell at 9:32 is my favourite. If it were a stamp, I'd put it on the front page of my stamp collecting book. I'm sure some stamp collecters would find my love of a yell quite odd, or even for Radiohead for that matter. To them, I just have to say...at least it's not stamps.

p.s. This post was not meant to offend any collecters or friends of stamp collecters. it's just something i needed to get off my chest... :)