I’ve mentioned the notepad file that I keep my “for Wednesday” songs on before. There usually is a handful of songs on it that will eventually get culled without ever seeing the blog and, usually, the reason is something to the effect of “not the mood I’m going for” or “I don’t know that this is exactly accessible right now” or “what the hell was I thinking?” and there’s a song in there right now that I absolutely love but it’s really, really, really sad. I keep it on there because I really like it but, I mean, why in the world would I want to impose a sad song on anybody? It’s not even a “feel good about how bad you feel” sad song (a genre for which I have much affinity) but just a sad song.
I didn’t want to cull it, though. ‘Cause it’s really good. It’s been on the list for about six months, actually.
Well, the band that made the song released a new album recently and, tah-dah, the first song off the album is actually pretty upbeat! Which means that I can open with the sad song, close with the happy song, and feel like I’ve done my job.
The sad song is “Don’t Save Us From The Flames” by M83.
The upbeat one is “Midnight City” by M83.
The new album is Hurry Up, We’re Dreaming
So… what are you listening to?
On the way home from work NPR decided to have 5-10 minutes of Garrison Keillor reading stuff. Can’t stand his voice and his variety show is bland as paste. I thought to myself, “Huh, this’ll be over and then All Things Considered will start.” He made a minute feel like an hour with his labored diction. How does this man get work? Does he exist so other people step up and declare “I can do better than Keillor”?
I’m not looking for edgy Howard Stern with Pamela Anderson on a Sybian interspersed with colorful language. Keep things interesting rather than mumbling like a beaten-down grandfather who couldn’t make sense of the world when he was knee high to a june bug. Everyone has their audience but nostalgic centenarians from the midwest are a niche of a niche market. Nor am I able to see the NYC hipster irony of listening to his show and paens to ketchup when it’s so dull. My wife’s amateur podcast is far more lively and engaging than him yet NPR doesn’t return her calls.
Needless to say I started up my mp3 player and listened to The Sons of the Pioneers for a bit before the interesting radio started in earnest.
Ah, The Writer’s Almanac.
I personally blame Keillor for people using “entitled” interchangeably with “titled”.
He owns an independent bookstore which has G. Keillor Prop. painted on the front.
Talk about pretentious.
Natasha Bedingfield, but not by choice.
Ministry’s “In Case You Didn’t Feel Like Showing Up”.
It’s Angry Pat Day.