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I would love to know the name of this song in English, and which CD I can find it on. Because otherwise I'm going to die or something.
I know the band is called Tama, they have a MySpace, and a lot of their music sounds like this. But that Romanji title isn't parsing in any of the Romanji-to-English dictionaries I can find, and Babelfish is completely helpless in the face of Japanese grammar.
(I'm not desperate to know what they're saying... but I wouldn't be against it, either. So a summary of the lyrics would be nice, too?)
Jesus Christ. I got this link from Uncle Comics weeks ago, and I'm still overcome with a need to watch it at least once a day.
Cute, bouncy, DEVO-inspired Japanese pop with incomprehensible lyrics, a little schoolgirl riding an imaginary Vespa, a Michael Jackson impersonation, and the world's only non-obnoxious use of Bullet Time.
Watch with caution. Or you'll probably end up like me.
DJ BC, previously responsible for the impeccably done "The Beastles," is back with another Beatles/Beastie Boys mash-up album. This ones' called "Let is Beast." I've only listened to the first couple of tracks, "Ladies Do Love Me" and "Belly Movin,'" and I'm already ready to recommend it.
You can find it here.
It's nice to see the site's still up. I guess the Beastie Boys and The Beatles have less dirtbaggy lawyers than Green Day.
When I first began listening to Nirvana in high school, I wasn't really ready for them.
I don't mean that in any profound, mystical sort of way. I'm just saying that when I was 16, I wouldn't have known good music if it had tried to climb up my ass and lay eggs there. I watched MTV, for Christ's sake.
So, basically, I didn't get Nirvana. I owned In Utero, I watched the Unplugged special, and I had three flannel shirts. But I didn't know what the fuck, and that's a fact.
I wasn't even on the ball enough to realize just how uncommonly beautiful Kurt Cobain was.
Yeah. Late bloomer.
Anyway, I've recently begun listening to Nirvana again, and I'm a little surprised with them. Ten years down the line, and they actually sound better than I remember. Maybe I'm just better equipped to appreciate it, now. I don't know. But I don't think it's sentimentality, because I clearly remember not especially caring when he did himself.
This is the song that flipped the switch.
Wow. So now I know. It's offical. Kurt was pretty good. Kurt was better than most.
I think I'm experiencing retroactive regret. I was most definitely and absolutely one of those passive, aggravating teenybopper fans that inspired this guy to eat that double-barrelled doom-cock.
But I'm still convinced the dope-sucking hag he married didn't exactly help matters.
See this guy? His name is Neil. He is in a band called Clutch.
I've been to a few Clutch shows. And Neil remembered me. He remembered me from the last two shows. Probably because I practically take a swipe at him every time he gets too close to the crowd.
And he says he has some of my art hanging in his studio.
...
Yeah.
I peed a little.
I can't wait until Clutch plays Chicago again. I'll have to make him something extra nice.
Oh, yeah, and Sparkneedle is updating again, or something.
Let's listen to something lovely.
First up is pretty boy of the moment, "Dean Grey," and his album-wide mash-up of Green Day's American Idiot: American Edit. I have a soft spot for Impossible Rebel, the mix of the Mission: Impossible theme and She's a Rebel. Most of the mixes are pretty nice, especially Boulevard of Broken Songs, which manages to sample everything but your mom, and that was just because she saw Dean coming and ran.
But there's also LenLowLand. If you download one song from this post, get the Lenlow edit of Enya vs. Prodigy. It's filed away among the rest of my mp3s right now as Smack Enya Up. I dare you to think of a better name.
By the way, you have none other than the talented and amazing Jane Irwin to thank for the Lenlow link. Because when she's not painting rad comics about clockwork fairies, she's finding awesome music and telling people like me about it so we suck less for a little while. YAY!
I was running low on rawk.
And to, think, I was all thowin' a big, spoiled fit because I thought that unwieldy, multi-band tour they were on was gonna skip Chicago altogether. CHICAGO DON'T GET NO RESPECT. >:(
Do your part, kids. Make this one go viral with a vengence.
Now up on iFilm: A surprisingly awesome music video.
The Legendary K.O. - George Bush Don't Like Black People.
Now, for my part, I don't consider Bush a racist. I consider him grotesquely incompetent, the worst kind of sub-rational social Darwinist, and a disaster of a president I'll be I-Told-Ya-So-ing on my Republican friends and acquaintances until I fall into a grave. But you cannot deny the beauty of this beat.
Every God damned one of you had better remember the stink of this administration's flop-sweat the next time elections roll around. Don't you do this to our country ever again.
NEW CLUTCH ALBUM RELEASES TODAY.
Last one to buy it's mom is a slut.
If you're like me, though, and y'can't wait until tomorrow to pick it up, this cute little Flash app lets you preview three of the songs. My personal favorite so far? "Mice and Gods." And that's not just because I heard them sneak-preview it on me last November, the last time I saw them live.
You know it's classic Clutch, because my husband and I just spent a few minutes debating what it might mean. Can't wait to get ahold of those liner notes.
I love you, Elephant Riders. And I will make everyone else love you. MAKE THEM.
