Bersempena dengan pengisytiharan Pak Lah untuk tidak mempertahankan jawatannya, saya telah menciptakan sebuah lagu berjudul Hamba Bertakhta. Lagu ini saya tujukan khas untuk Pak Lah dan mereka-mereka yang HADHIR. Bagi yang belum hadhir, fahamilah agar tidak sewenang-wenangnya menghukum dengan Nafsu. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSso_u6EUaw Nikmatilah kelaZATannya. Karya dari sebuah dalam GUA...

NazzCaveMan

I prefer one that doesn't wear women's clothes.  Or live in a halfway house for recently released pedophiles.  Next!

Barracudas are razor-toothed meat eating fish.  A symbol of fury.  I don't see barracudas here.  I see a bunch of little turds in pink Kathie Lee clearance rack blazers.  I'm not feelin' this one.

One of these things is not like the other...
one of these things just doesn't belong
Can ya tell which thing is not like the others
before I finish my song?

Give up yet?  It's the only one not cool enough to have a silk banana for a uniform.  The jaune quadruplets are more suitable for Curious George on ice.  The one in the middle can wear the smelly, gin soaked monkey costume.  There.  I found them a job and now I don't feel guilty about not hiring them myself.  Moving on...

More like REflux.  I feel my last meal coming back to haunt me when I look at this picture.  It's the Weevil Knievel quints in all their polyester glory.  Those collars are the same size as the wings of a small Cessna.  I don't know semaphore, so it's a no-go for Chewbacca and his pubeless wingmen. 

Who knew He-Man's real name was Andreas?  That's a new one on me.  It wouldn't surprise me if Magnus was actually Skeletor.  When they're not kickin' it in Castle Grayskull, they're playing seedy dives and waiting for people with low standards to throw a few peanuts their way for squeezing out a few tunes for a kid's birthday party.  Now here's the kicker... Jens is actually She-Ra.  What?  That chin is too weak to be a man's.

This is what greets you at the gates of heaven.  Hey... the jubilee must go on in the afterlife, and they didn't spend all that money on business cards to sit around twiddling their thumbs on a cloud somewhere while the other post-mortem bands suck up all the good gigs.  There are still parties in eternity, and these footless floating cheese sticks are always available for hire.  Aaaaand they'll continue to stay that way.  No deal.

HA!  I found Monroe the annoying neighbor from Too Close For Comfort!  I think I just won the game of Missing Celebrity Bingo.  With the addition of Joyce DeWitt, whom I found rummaging in a dumpster last week, that makes five in a row.  Wow... clever hiding spot, sandwiched in the middle of Bob Newhart, Greg Brady, and the extra from McMillan and Wife.

Meet The Lonesome Losers, Strike N' Spare's champion team of 1978.  They're looking to pick up a few spares... dollars, that is... and a little booze and a pack of cigarillos to split if you happen to have some handy.  They spent all their championship bowling earnings on hookers and slot machines, and will do just about anything to pay the rent.  They don't know how to play any instruments.  Hmmm...

No.  There will be no sombreros at this party, so I don't see this working out.  You might want to take your tight asses and maracas to a bar near the border.  Ole!

Too bad the other two ladies didn't get there before they ran out of pretty white satin shirts and ruffled skirts.  If they were going to be late anyway, the least they could've done was take a few extra minutes to shave.

Uhhhhh.... no. 

NO.

Yeah... 'Simsalabim' is actually a witchcraft term.  It means, "please shrink my abnormally large cranium so chicks will dig me."  You're either missing some eye of newt, or it just flat out didn't work.  Try a few ten gallon hats.  Or, as a last resort, a few paper bags with eye holes cut out.  But then again, some chicks like elongated skulls...

I was expecting to see boys in teddies.  Instead, I get human candy canes in a field of dandelions.  I'm very disappointed. 

I believe you're lost.  The Dr. Who set is to your right.  You better hurry because they started the auditions for mutant extras ten minutes ago.  

And you thought bling originated in the hip-hop movement.  Pshaw.  These guys wrote the book on gaudy and pretentious.  Obviously they're better than you, because they wear sequin jumpsuits and you don't.  They're ugly as sin, but that's beside the point.

Not to be confused with the Keebler Elfs.  Ron Howard and Malachi from Children of the Corn were not Keebler Elfs.  That's how you can tell the difference.  Those guys make cookies.  These guys hang out in the woods and commune with rodents.  Those guys are rich.  These guys are hoping I'll hire them to do my shindig so they can eat tomorrow.  I can't do that, but I CAN point them in the direction of a good soup kitchen.

Tres Blah.  The cheese always stands alone.  Why is that?  Maybe because he's the most talented toe on the disfigured foot.  He's not different... he's special.

Bumblebees really ARE attracted to hideous shirts.  Here's a tip:  Don't let a colorblind transient be your wardrobe coordinator.  I know he's willing to work for a hoagie and a pint of vodka, but it's seriously hurting your bottom line.  Better to shell out a little extra and get someone semi-knowledgeable.  Those threads won't even score you a spot mopping up party hurl.

Bloody hell.  I'm reaching the bottom of the barrel now...

Those uniforms were made out of old divan slipcovers.  No.

Sten-akes.  Stenkes.  Stinks.  Gotcha.

It's not a Freddie Mercury look-alike contest.  It's a party.  Put on some t-shirts and jeans and we'll talk.

Perfect.  I'm hiring you just because you have the best name ever.  I love your schytty hair. I love your schytty uniforms.  I can't wait to tell my guests that I got the Schytts.  And they're gonna eat, drink, and get the Schytts too.  They're gonna stay out too late and get in deep Schytt.  Then the Schytt's gonna hit the fan.  But nobody's gonna care because this party's gonna be the schytt.  I just wanna say that word one more time.

Schytt.

bueno, teniamos pendiente el top de ayer DIA QUINCE, y hace tiempo que no le dedicábamos algo de tiempo a la música. os recuerdo que hicimos uno del pop español, así que nos quedaba del pop internacional. bueno os pongo mis tres más grandes y espero también los vuestros. a ver, estoy seguro que vais a estar de acuerdo.

1. THE BEATLES

2. THE QUEEN

3. ELVIS PRESLEY

4. vuestro turnoooooo...

Hoy no sólo es (bueno, ha sido) el día más ecléctico de la historia de indiespot (Metallica y Mount Eerie, en fin), sino que el más conciertil. Tenemos más. Porque Gamerco acaba de anunciar que Oasis pasará por España con dos fechas en febrero de 2009. Serán los días 12 de febrero en Madrid (Palacio de Deportes de la Comunidad de Madrid) y el 13 de febrero en Barcelona (Pavelló Olímpic de Badalona). Edu todavía nos tiene que contar si Dig Out Your Soul, el nuevo disco de los hermanos Gallagher (que afirman haber compuesto ya el siguiente), merece la pena, así que ahora tiene la excusa. Aunque en directo no sean la mejor banda del mundo, Oasis tienen sus temazos, así que apuntad: entradas a la venta a partir del miércoles 29 de octubre a las 10 de la mañana, por Gamerco, Servicaixa y Ticktackticket. Y por hoy ya está bien, ¿no?

The Arrogants' Jana Heller has a voice that seems tailor-made for Belle & Sebastian or Camera Obscura twee pop, and yet I wouldn't say that the Arrogants are pure twee. They've got one really spectacular song, "Don't Die Before Your Day," that's somewhat reminiscent of Rilo Kiley's "Paint's Peeling."

Don't Die Before Your Day (mp3)

And now, the postscript --

Next week is CMJ 2008, during which hundreds of bands descend upon the music scene here in the city and every music fan's equilibrium is thrown off after attending a show in which the headlining band starts playing at 4am. As some of my readers are aware, I'm a full-time student outside of music blogging. As a result, I have plans to attend only one-fourth of a CMJ show next week; moreover, I have been juggling, forestalling and cancelling concertgoing plans all semester in an effort to accommodate the various commitments that I have in "real life." In short, anticipate delays in concert photo & recap posts, and don't be surprised by the dearth of posts of the brevity thereof in the next few weeks. At the very least, I'll do my best to update the "lyric spotlight" at the bottom of the left sidebar, but my iPod has been broken for the last month and a half so my listening to music has been severely reduced.

Ben Folds has always been a favorite of mine since freshman year of college. His music is both serious and sweet; reality delivered with a smile.

"You Don't Know Me" features a little vocal accompaniment from the superstar-in-her-own right, Regina Spektor. Straight off his latest album, Way to Normal, here is Ben Folds with your song of the day:

"You Don't Know Me" - Ben Folds feat. Regina Spektor

Game - Gotta Take Your Love

Så tar vi med en låt som jag aldrig hört innan, åtminstone inte vad jag kan minnas. Men den är ju helt klart i samma stuk som de flesta låtarna man lyssnade på under första halvan av 80-talet. Den hade helt klart platsat på favoritkassetten jag hade i min freestyle när jag cyklade till sommarjobbet på Lysingbadets campingplats i Västervik.

Hade för övrigt en enhjuling som jag cyklade på rätt mycket på den tiden och nån gång fick jag för mig att cykla med den till Lysingsbadet när jag skulle jobba. Men jag kan ju lugnt säga att det var nåt som jag inte gjorde om. Att cykla lite över 3 km på enhjuling med lite uppför och nerförslut är aningen jobbigt. Värst var det nog när jag skulle åka hem efter att jag jobbat och visste vad jag hade framför mig.

Så efter det påhittet så blev det inga fler långrundor på enhjulingen utan mer skojåkning. Enhjulingen skänkte jag bort sen när jag flyttade från Stockholm till Eksjö i mitten på 90-talet. En av flyttgubbarna fick den, fast han kunde inte cykla på den, men tänkte försöka lära sig. Hann för övrigt att flytta 5 gånger åren 89-96 och därefter har jag lyckats hålla mig på plats, och inte har jag några planer på att flytta heller, fy vad jobbigt det skulle vara med alla prylar man har. Dessutom trivs jag grymt bra där jag bor nu, går knappast att bo mycket bättre.

Tjillevippen

notbugs

He tardado en acercarme a este disco porque la colaboración de Monkey (Damon Albarn y Jamie Hewlett, es decir; Gorillaz) para las Olimpiadas de China y la naturaleza de encargo institucional de componer la música de la ópera basada en el clásico chino Viaje al oeste, hicieron surgir en mí las reticencias hacia un proyecto que bien podría no ser más que propaganda de unas idílicas pero falsas relaciones culturales entre Occidente y China. Y bueno, es cierto que todo aquí suena bonito e idílico, y como no me he leído la obra en la que se basa la ópera –más por su precio que por su volumen, todo sea dicho… ¡50 euros que pide Siruela por un ejemplar!- pues tampoco puedo decir si han dejado escapar una oportunidad de colar elementos que resonasen en el complejo proceso de transformación en el que se encuentra sumido el país asiático.

Por tanto, el jolgorio optimista de este disco, si ha de ser entendido como la visión oficial que desde Inglaterra se tiene de China en estos momentos, puede y debe ser criticado por negar la realidad de un país que avanza sobre complejas contradicciones. Pero ocurre que este disco es totalmente coherente con el discurso de Damon Albarn en sus otras aventuras paralelas a Blur. Tanto Gorillaz como The Good, The Bad & The Queen partían de dos premisas básicas; el carácter colaborativo de los proyectos, aunque la figura principal seguí siendo Albarn, y el diálogo con otras culturas. David Stubbs dice en su crítica de este disco en el número de Octubre de la Wire que Gorillaz es uno de los pocos grupos de pop de los últimos años de los que merece la pena hablar. No estoy de acuerdo en que sea uno de los pocos grupos de pop de los que merece la pena hablar, pero sí que estoy de acuerdo en que Gorillaz fue un proyecto muy valioso, porque le sirvió a Albarn para eludir esa fama que aparentemente tanto le incomoda y que se había traducido en Blur en unos discos ariscos pero francamente aburridos. En cambio, lo de Gorillaz era otra cosa. El hecho de que la imagen del grupo fuese un grupo de personajes animados era un inteligente juego, irónico y genuinamente postmoderno, que ponía al descubierto los mecanismos a través de los cuales el público se construye la imagen y personalidad de un grupo es filtrada a través de los medios de comunicación, una imagen altamente maleable y artificial. Esta idea en realidad no es nueva, en absoluto, pero sí que estuvo articulada de un modo bastante ingenioso, ¿recordáis que se editó hasta un dvd en directo de la “banda”? Lo mejor es que con Gorillaz, en vez de criticar esa estrategia, que sería lo fácil, se propusieron hacer algo realmente original; crear el definitivo grupo pop de laboratorio.

Gorillaz tomaba elementos sonoros de música como el hip hop, mientras que The Good, The Bad & The Queen exploraba las posibilidades del Afro-pop (vía Tony Allen, el batería de Fela Kuti) y el dub (vía Paul Simonon, bajista de The Clash). Este proyecto estaba más apegado a la realidad, aunque no dejaba de ser una estilización de un Londres contemporáneo ahogado por el fin de su época gloriosa. Y ahora, con Monkey se fija en músicas tradicionales chinas. Es como si Albarn fuese añadiendo elementos a su nueva personalidad sonora, elementos que resitúa en un contexto pop o que deforma hasta convertirlos en fuente de inspiración para sus imaginativas fantasías que abren nuevas posibilidades al pop. La coherencia de todos estos proyectos queda demostrada cuando al ver que temas de Monkey como “The Living Sea” o “I Love Buddha” habrían encajado a la perfección en el disco de The Good, The Bad & The Queen y supongo que es una obviedad decir que muchos otros momentos podrían haber estado en un hipotético tercer disco de Gorillaz.

Los elementos musicales chinos son integrados en breves pasajes instrumentales que, desligados de su función de acompañamiento de una acción determinada en ocasiones recuerdan a los experimentos del BBC Radiophonic Workshop. Es, precisamente, la electrónica el principal elemento que articula lo fantástico, la extrañeza (y, en el fondo, la otredad) representada por los monstruos que acechan al protagonista del libro que se está adaptando. En otras ocasiones Albarn y Hewlett consiguen piezas de pop redondas como “Heavenly Peach Banquet”, que parece escrita para Kate Bush. Por tanto, su acercamiento a la música china es respetuoso, mesurado y muy consciente del lugar desde el que ha sido producido. No es un ejemplo de una vieja gloria intentado revitalizar su carrera o de una celebración del pasado colonial británico, sino de un dúo de desbordante creatividad dialogando con una tradición cultural ajena. Por tanto, una vez más, tenemos entre manos un proyecto de Damon Albarn del que podría hablar durante horas. Que le dura la racha.

http://www.myspace.com/shugotokumaru

It was roughly 4 am when I first caught this band's tunes floating through my external acoustic meatus (ear canal.)  It was one of those songs that stops you mid-dance twist to hear more, "I got a gnome in the backyard, I put him right on the x mark, he's supposed to show me where the money is, hey wont you show me where the money is."  

The Spinto Band has been pushing out handfuls of indie pop-ish tunes since I was (ahem) 12.  They are back on the road promoting the latest album, Moonwink.  Check them out on Saturday, October 18th, 2008 at The Music Hall of Williamsburg, the show is guaranteed to get your tail feather shaking, you might even just catch yourself clapping along.

Friday, October 17

YONDER MOUNTAIN STRING BAND

Genre: Country, Bluegrass, Jam Band

"With little radio support, Yonder Mountain has become one of the fastest rising touring bands in the country, its fanbase having ballooned over the past five years through steady gigging and high-profile festival sets, all of which are full of improv and none of which feature the same set list." -yondermountain.com

Similar to: The String Cheese Incident, Railroad Earth, Phish, Old Crow Medicine Show

9:00pm @ Orpheum Theatre  (608.255.6005)   Tickets $25 adv $30 dos -- all ages

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Saturday, October 18
An Evening with PERT ' NEAR SANDSTONE 

Genre:  Acoustic, Americana, Bluegrass

"They call themselves a 'new-timey string band,' but if you see them in action you would say they're a steamroller of energy. Pert' Near Sandstone plays bluegrass, both original and traditional, but they bring the old music to a young audience with their enthusiasm, tight harmonies and class." -Dale Connelly and Jim Ed Poole, Minnesota Public Radio

Similar to: Twin-A, Will Bernard, The Goondocks

9:30pm @ Cafe Montmartre  (608.255.5900) $8 - 21+
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Sunday, October 19
SLIGHTLY STOOPID 

Genre: Ska, Reggae, Pop-Punk

Similar to: 311, Sublime, Fishbone

and B FOUNDATION with OUTLAW NATION  8:00 pm @ Barrymore Theatre (608.241.8864) $20 adv $25 dos - all ages
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JENNIFER O'CONNOR 

Genre:  Indie, Folk

"Over the past 6 years, Jennifer's gotten scary good at this sort of thing, so much so that most other contenders for the hypothetical Nobel prize for Witty Pop Songs W/ Heart are either former members of this label's roster (we're thinking Manning/Phair/Daniel but if you wanna nominate someone more contemporary, please go right ahead) or they've already been embalmed in the Rock & Roll Hall Of Fame." -highroadtouring.com

Similar to: Elliott Smith,, Kathleen Edwards, Liz Phair, Kimya Dawson

with PATCHWORK 9:00pm @ Cafe Montmartre (608.255.5900)  $8 adv, $8 dos - 21+
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Monday, October 20
MURS 

Genre: Rap, Hip-Hop

"He may not have either the Democratic or Republican nomination, but California indie-hip-hop mainstay Murs (an acronym for "Making Underground Raw Shit") is throwing his hat into the election ring with his seventh solo album and major-label debut, Murs For President, out tomorrow on Warner Bros. Murs For President finds the underground-rapper-gone-big-time retaining his verbose and engaging flow while sticking to the soulful, jazzy beats that have marked his best records, notably 2004's Murs 3:16: The 9th Edition." - SPIN

Similar to: Aesop Rock, Atmosphere. Brother Ali

with KIDZ IN THE HALL  9pm @ High Noon Saloon (608.268.1122)  $14 adv $16 dos - 18+
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MISSY HIGGINS

Genre: Pop, Alternative, Rock

"It wasn’t just that Missy Higgins played piano, or that she was barefoot. It was that she was, in her approach, doing what [Carole] King did in the 1970s: shunting aside any notions of how she 'should' look or what she “should” sound like, and focusing instead on strong melodies and earnest lyrics." - Jon Gilbertson, JS Online

Similar to: Katie Melua, Norah Jones, Ingrid Michaelson, Kate Nash

with special guest JOSHUA RADIN 8:00pm @ Majestic Theatre (608.255.0901)  $16 - $23 - all ages
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Tuesday, October 21

THE EXPENDABLES 

Genre: Rock, Reggae, Surf

"Anyone who's ever been to an Expendables show knows what Weers is getting at. To say that the band goes all out is a severe understatement. By the end of every performance, the band appears physically deflated--drenched in sweat, hoarse and half-drunk. But that's the Expendables: balls to the wall, no exceptions." -Garrett Wheeler, metrosatacruz.com

Similar to: The Aggrolites, Sublime, Pepper

with special guests OPM and REBULATION  8:00pm @ The Annex  (608.256.7750)  $12 adv $14 dos - 18+
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