Category Archives: Music and other essential things
Late last night, this perpetual cheapskate loaded TV on the Radio’s Young Liars, rather than the one song from the EP that I originally meant to purchase.
Can’t pick a favorite track, but Staring at the Sun is one of my, er, favorite-st. Maybe. Need a few more listens.
Poli-blogging will resume when I get tired of listening to the EP. Maybe.
A random thing: Finally forked over $36 for Pandora One. Pandora without the commercials and some other perks. Luv. It.
Another random thing: Finally found a place that teaches martial arts that is convenient in terms of location and class schedule. But they won’t tell me how much the classes cost. So I will continue to administer hastily improvised, untrained beat downs.
n. (werk): The time spent NOT hunting morels.
No. Wrong. I don’t care. Stop it.
You should be listening to Rope, the single from the Foo Fighters’ next release: Wasting Light.
WARNING: I ramble on about music in this one, so feel free to skip to the two versions of the song/s I’m rambling on about. Really. Be my guest. I won’t mind.
Once upon a time, way back in 1981 (A.K.A. The Dork Ages), a Canadian band called Lover Boy released a noise assemblage called “Everybody’s Workin’ for the Weekend.”
You may have heard it. A few hundred thousand million times.
The year before that, another Canadian band called The Kings released a dual tribute to L’Espirit du Weekend: “This Beat Goes on/Switchin’ to Glide.”
As a person who has a negative amount of musical talent and once inflicted G.B.H. on his G.P.A. by taking a music theory class, here’s the best comparison I can give of the two songs:
Lover Boy’s highly contrived effort was overplayed the second time* a DJ dropped the needle†.
The Kings’ effort might be overplayed if a radio station started playing it when it was released and played it non-stop until about … Now.
However, I discovered last night The Kings released a version of the two songs in 1979. It can only be classified as NCH-BOIR‡.
Observe. I mean, listen. Whatever, just click the damn links: