Saturday, May 05, 2007

Next Post is a Guest Blog From Cam'ron re: Getting Kicked Out of Dipset


But for now, watch me get my Fluxblog on!

Bonde Do Role: "Geremia"
Things about this song: There are fun martial drums. There is a funner kazoo. There is a fun rapping verse that may or may not be from Luigi from the video games. But, the most fun thing about this song is the girl who raps the first and third verse. Her voice is of someone who spent a whole day screaming her lungs out at a soccer game. It's weary, worn and broken. But it's also fantastic, and is absolutely perfect for a song that sounds like a six-hour party condensed into less than three minutes. This would be the first Pipettes single after they emerged from three years in the Amazon.

Feist: "Limit To Your Love"
Truth about The Reminder: It's inconsistent candlelight dinner music. "The hipster answer to Norah Jones" means that it still sounds like Norah Jones, and the album, at its worst, still sounds like Norah Jones. WIth that being said, it's third fourth is as knockout at this music gets. "Limit To Your Love" is when one of Feist's piano ballads finally recedes from outside the shadow of her brilliant pop ("1 2 3 4", "Past In Present") because she steps out of her quirkiness and sings like someone who is demanding your attention. So when she launches into the line "It should be written on your face/ I'm piecing it together/ There's something out of place" she draws out the "place" like she's screaming from the top of a mountain, and not only should it whip this guy to attention like a smack across the face, but it'll uncompromisingly jar you out of the trance you might've unwittingly fallen under during the seven songs prior.

The Besnard Lakes: "And You Lied To Me"
I'm going to make no bones about what is truly great about this song. After nearly five-minutes of find yourself in the stars prog meandering, the guitarists in this band rip into a searing two-minute long back-and-forth solo that sounds like getting slowly sliced in half by a white-hot saw.

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Tuesday, April 24, 2007

"DARK SIDE OF THE MOON" OF STARBUCKS ROCK


Leslie Feist bridges the geographical gap between France and French Canada and your face as seamlessly as she consumes the interval between talented chanteuse and stone cold fox (eat that, Mama Cass!). Her voice is terrific, and while it's easy to be tempted to sign off her niche as one tackled ad nauseam, I refuse to capitulate. Instead, her siren song is one of another world, a refreshing and heartening waft that eludes even Starbucks, unless they're playing her I guess. Feist brings delightful vitality even to those songs she didn't scribe. There's a great adventurousness and escapism to her style, from her uplifting voice to the dazzling keys and heavy, ubiquitous bass that color her cheery sepia lyrics. Her music videos mirror that fantasy and cheekiness beautifully- lots of hedonist smiley-clappy group dancing a la Blues Brothers and vapid situations-turned-dance spectaculars.

So I'm on a Feist kick. I got Let it Die a month ago and I've been all over it since. I'm trying to compensate for the three years I didn't spend with LID before I jump into The Reminder, but I wouldn't have it any other way. The fact that I've only recently happened upon Feist makes every song all the more sweet- like finding out you're not actually allergic to something delicious after two decades of silly apprehension. Feist registers more with personal distinction than soft jazz ingenuity- she's talented, pretty, and charming behind a microphone and her large, obscuring electric guitar.

Feist- Mushaboom
Feist- Secret Heart
Feist- 1234
Feist- My Moon My Man

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