Lush with supportive strings, lilting vocals and a warm timbre that evokes the imagery describes the lyrics, Christina Martin‘s distinctive voice doesn’t so much sing a song as it does paint a picture. The title track, Two Hearts, starts with a solo guitar that leads into her vocals, and later followed by a layer of… Continue reading this entry
From a co-worker, an MTV ad that traces the chain of Madonna’s shagging, through the years. It’s a great ad; though after careful study, the chain doesn’t include consecutive dudes. For a gay icon, it’s interesting to see that her web of trysts doesn’t include one.
I am, however, very proud to praise Motion City Soundtrack for their new album, Even If It Kills Me, which I got a hold of today. I listened to the whole album this morning and while there isn’t as much “catch” as Commit This To Memory, it holds its own as an album. The same… Continue reading this entry
Here’s a quick review of the new Yellowcard album that came out yesterday: Ocean Avenue, all grown up. In one listening-through, this has become my favorite Yellowcard album among the three major ones released.
A truck going the wrong way on a highway in Florida. Yeah, right. I need to write about this because I want to know if I what I have been going through is typical or not. For some reason, my listening repertoire has been stuck on Yellowcard’s Lights and Sounds for the past three months.… Continue reading this entry
I read on a blog somewhere about how back-asswards the Philippines (and most of third-world Asia) is because the long-disbanded Swedish pop band, Abba, remains popular fare in the region. I won’t deny, I won’t tell a lie: I grew up inundated with their songs on the radio and on tape. I won’t be shy… Continue reading this entry
Eminem samples Martika’s “Toy Soldiers” for this one song. Despite the “chipmunk” effect due to speeding it up, it wasn’t that bad, and not as overused as the “Thank You” sample in that other song of his. Deciphering what he rapped about is another matter altogether. But that’s just me…
Is it just me or is the Elton John song, Rocketman, about being a closet case? I’m not the man they think I am at home Oh no no no I’m a rocket man Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone By the way this past weekend I got introduced to Family Guy… Continue reading this entry
I just got a hold of two Guster albums, Keep It Together and Lost And Gone Forever, from a friend. I’ve heard of the band before but never got around to listening to anything they’ve done until last night. Theirs is a sound whose genre I couldn’t place, though they strike me as a less… Continue reading this entry
Listening to Dusty Springfield’s You Don’t Have To Say You Love Me brings about mental images of Hugo Weaving in drag. Whodathunkit? Why oh why this association exists, I do not know.
My taste in music is in no way impeccable and I make no effort to hide it. A while back I complained about the treadmill’s insufferable hostility to anything meditative. Less than a week later, after deciding to turn off the steady stream of frustrating news while walking on the tread, I’ve found myself quite… Continue reading this entry
Making a list and keeping it twice. Michele Catalano has now listed 400 of her favorite rock songs of all time, as a response to Rolling Stone Magazine’s list. I’m not even going to attempt mine, but Lileks’ take on the latter list is spot on: Anyway – “Like A Rolling Stone†is a rock… Continue reading this entry
Chris Short, blogging at Jeff Quinton’s, throws some cold water on some irrationality from Michelle Malkin and a few other moral conservatarians: So why do Michelle, Nykola, and Cobb all have issues with this new computer animated film? The soundtrack features rappers (Ludacris and D12). Ludacris and Bill O’Reilly have had a tiff of sorts… Continue reading this entry
Dowingba seems to be on a Star-Spangled Banner roll; my favorite version was sung by Faith Hill in Superbowl 24 (2000). It’ll be up only until I go to bed later, so get it while it’s good. Faith Hill – Star Spangled Banner (2.01 MB) (Posted as a zip to prevent streaming.) UPDATE: Tough luck… Continue reading this entry
The milk’s gone bad.
The man behind some really, really great soundtracks (think Star Trek: Voyager opening credits and Ave Satani from The Omen) is dead. The only other film composer on my deathwatch is Morricone, but by the looks of things, he’s not going anywhere. He’s got work to do: particularly, Leningrad, which was Sergio Leone’s dream project… Continue reading this entry
I finished watching the VH-1 I Love the 90s marathon yesterday, and one thing that particular retrospective was dripping with was cynicism. Dean Esmay has posted a huge list of what he liked about the 90s. I’ll add this much: it is really a lot of fun growing up shifting one’s musical tastes from elevator-ballads,… Continue reading this entry
Boi From Troy takes note of the Governator’s newfound role as goodwill ambassador of the United States, citing article where Arnold will attend the state funeral of the late Austrian president, as head of a US Delegation. While any tenure in this role is dubious — he is from Austria — unless he does it… Continue reading this entry
Michelle Malkin: The presumption that children — and particularly inner-city children — can only be stimulated by the contemporary and familiar smacks of lazy elitism and latent racism. These educators, and I use that term as loosely as gangster rappers wear their pants, are clearly more interested in appearing cool than in inculcating a refined… Continue reading this entry
Imagine The Corrs boobless and without the Irish flair, and you get the only punk-revival band that gets the 12-hour-album-loop treatment on the OFJ Media Player: Yellowcard. I suppose the “self-annointed music cognoscenti” (long story here) would scathe at my choice of listening material; at least I’m having fun, and I do some badass web… Continue reading this entry