Sunday , June 13, 2010
Heavy Rotation: Cass McCombs, Atari Teenage Riot, Jeanette, and more
Cass McCombs, "Lionkiller Got Married"
I constantly wrote off Cass McCombs as "One of Those Dudes That Pitchfork Creams Their Pants Over All the Time." I do this because I'm perverse and grumpy and take great joy in ranking on a behemoth like Pitchfork. But enough! I fully embrace Cass McCombs. Why not? He's clever, impenetrable at times and a dandy of a dresser: all fine qualities in a young man. This song is so captivating that I completely reworked my Superlative Wedding for it. I have now decided that I want this song playing as I am roped down the aisle on the day of my shotgun wedding. I want the lyric "The more I kill, the more I love" scrawled on the train of my pearl-encrusted dress. And when he gets to the part about "I feel sorry for that kid / He had potential / I mean it, I really do," I'm going to light up a firework and let it explode in slow-motion. And when the smoke clears, I'll be gone, leaving behind only a trail of lace and the smell of L'Air du Temps. End scene, cut to highway, a convertible flying down the road, and rose petals littering the air and dust. (Kat)
Metric, "Patriarch on a Vespa"
Here's a true snapshot: as I write this, I am sitting in the Ancient and Medieval Studies room at the main library at the university which I attend. It is late and there are the most beautifully bound books written in ancient Greek surrounding me. These are the most beautiful books I've ever seen. Despite the talismanic nature of these volumes, it does not prevent this creepy old dude from lurking around and giving me the outright willies. He's got stringy long hair, a baseball cap (fashion faux pas!) and a Oktoberfest t-shirt. How dare he disrespect the scholarly atmosphere, the great protocols of academia, the halcyon rooms of pure learning! (And how the hell does a loser like him get in when I pay tuition to come here?) I am so indignant, not to mention slightly freaked out. However, because I am listening to "Patriarch on a Vespa," I feel armored and protected. Metric will give you what Aeschylus and Anaximenes and Herodotus will not: their songs will always arm you with defiance and ideas. This song in particular has its sharp little teeth bared, and I hope you join me in its crusade to stop fixing shit and start breaking it, beginning with one creepy old dude at a time. (Kat)
Wings, "Mrs. Vandebilt"
In keeping with the theme of the week, I was gonna post Wings' "Mamunia" (aka my 26th favorite L.A. song ever). But then I remembered I love "Mrs. Vandebilt" 27 times more than "Mamunia," so I decided to post that instead. So there you go. (Liz)
Atari Teenage Riot, "Deutschland (Has Gotta Die!)"
As evidenced by the above blurb, right now I am so overworked, overtired, overcaffeinated; my brain = House of Bonkers. In fact, if you were crack open my head right this second (PLEASE DON'T!!!), I bet the sound that would come out would be just like this. (Liz)
Forever Amber, "Silly Sunshine"
Five Augusts ago, I lived in a tacky high-rise in a boring college town with my then-boyfriend. It was sweet- young love! Young love, and a computer. That summer, I spent the bulk of my time downloading mediocre 60s psych albums off of Soulseek, hoping and praying that I'd score into an album track as minorly catchy as "Silly Sunshine" by Forever Amber. This song can best be described as "fair-ish," or perhaps, "no great shakes," but, like, it's about ten trillion times better than the rest of their album, which, stupidly, is called Love Cycle. I don't recommend it. But I like getting the words "Silly Sunshine" stuck in my head as I wander around the world. You can't beat a nice slice of alliteration, and it's all just so fun and positive and I love the summertime and YEAHHHH!!!!!!!! (Laura Jane)
Jeanette, "Porque Te Vas"
It is OUT OF THIS WORLD how huge of a babe Jeanette was! If I had total control over the time-space-television show continuum, I would make it so that she was a character on Mad Men. She and Draper would have a sexy affair; it would be miraculous. This is one of those songs that everybody in the world loves, because it epitomizes the concept of "hot babe sexiness," and who doesn't love hot babe sexiness? Fucking losers, that's who. This song makes me want to go to a bar that doesn't exist and have dudes in Thom Browne suits get in fistfights over who's going to buy me my next Scarlett O'Hara. I would ignore all of them, and entertain myself by tying maraschino cherry stems into knots in my mouth. Learning to do that is my #3 goal in life. (LJ)
Tags: 60s psych, Atari Teenage Riot, Barker Breaks Down, bonkersness, caffeine, Cass McCombs, Deutschland, Don Draper, downloading music, hot babe sexiness, imaginary movies, Los Angeles, maraschino cherries, matrimony, Metric, Paul McCartney, Thom Browne suits, time-space continuum, weddings, Wings
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GREAT use of "creams their pants over," Asharya!
Also: Way to McCartney it, Barker!
By Laura
on August 12, 2009 1:51 PM
i think we should start using 'mccartney' as a verb, like a synonym for 'ace.' it can be the first entry in the nogoodforme.com lexicon!
(although i guess it'll actually be in the middle of the lexicon, since it's an 'm' word.)
By Liz
on August 12, 2009 2:20 PM
THAT IS SO FUCKING SMART. Ace with a Paul McCartney twist! For moments of "Penny Lane"-style perfection!
By Laura
on August 12, 2009 2:24 PM
It is totally my goal to bring more elegant uses of vulgarity to nogoodforme. xo Asharya
By Kat
on August 13, 2009 12:14 AM