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Musica, Musica | March 31, 2009


I’m a music junkie.  I have a humongous music collection, although I’m sure it pales in comparison to some other peoples’.  I’ve got 6510 songs as of today, and I try to add 2 or 3 new albums a week.  I don’t really care what they are, I just like to listen to new music as much as possible.  I get bored of the same songs after a while.  It’s like listening to your girlfriend of years and years talk.  Well, maybe not, but it’s like being able to finish someone else’s sentences.  Right after the hook, if I know there’s going to be a drum fill, and it’s going to be high-hat, tom, snare roll, double kick, I just fall asleep.  It’s just not interesting.  The Rolling Stone Top 50 Albums of 2008 was full of great music, so I’m going to share some with you.  


Fall Out Boy: Folie a Deux


Some people drink the Haterade.  It’s understandable.  “Dance, Dace” was a cum stain on the sheets of Rock ‘n Roll, and the rest of “From Under the Cork Tree” just blew loads all over the place.  There were some bright spots on the album, but not enough to wipe away the facial you got from listening to the album.  FOB had a tough time competing with My Chemical Romance for Most Emo Shitgroup for a while, but both went their respective ways.  MCR is different now, for the better, as is FOB.  FOB’s newest album, Folie a Deux is incredible.  I’ve listened to it from start to finish no less than 20 times, and I’m listening to it as I write this.  This is a grandiose rock album that seeks to have FOB shed its Emo image and branch out into the Rock.  And rock it does.  With help from Elvis Costello and other, Folie is music to the ears, literally.  The beginning of the album limps a little, but it really comes into its own in “Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet,” which is a great song.  


Rock stars have been making records about rock stardom for decades, but few have had such fun singing about the absurdities, the narcissism — and, as the album title suggests, the follies — of a life lived in fame’s strobelit glare. “I don’t care what you think/As long as it’s about me,” sings Stump in “I Don’t Care,” adding what could be FOB’s credo, a summary of their trickster-ish approach to the emo game: “The best of us can find happiness in misery.” I think that about sums it up.  And I would like to add, Andy Hurley on drums, is the Ringo Starr of this generation.  He keeps the beat like a drummer should.  

Lady GaGa: The Fame



Ok, it makes me die a little inside to admit that this album…well…it ain’t half bad.  Yes, it’s Lady Gaga, whoever she is.  Yes, she wears shit on her face in every music video.  Yes, she looks like a total slut (bad? good?).  Yes, this is a Lady Gaga album.  And I like it, assholes.  I only listen to some of this on the tram ride to work.  It gets me angry enough to be productive throughout the day.  I like it, but I hate that I like it.  It’s like those guys who have to punish themselves after they beat off.  They love it, but they hate that it makes them feel good.  Now, there is a ton of electronical hoo-ha added to the music, and she uses the vocorder, and a little bit of Auto-Tune, but she’s not its bitch.  That’s T-Pain’s job.  he’s got that wrapped up like a crack baby.  What I like most about the few songs that I listen to is the fact that the beat is actually catchy, and not over-produced.  This is a guilty pleasure, like escorts.  Which I imagine she is in her free time.   

The Killers: Day and Age/Sawdust


I didn’t want to like the Killers.  When “Hot Fuss” came out, I tried not to like them, even though “Mr. Brightside” has what could be the most riveting lyrics ever: “now they’re going to bed, and my stomach is sick, but it’s all in my head, but she’s touching his chest, now.”  Anyway…

Day and Age is their newest album, and it’s a synth-pop masterpiece.  “Spaceman” is an alien-abduction diddy with a great hook and sing-along chorus.  But that’s really the only song I like on the album, so I make my own album, mashing it with “Sawdust,” their B-side album.  I call it “Sawdust Age.”  Sawdust starts out with “Tranquilize” feat. Lou Reed, and it’s an instant classic.  “Leave the Bourbon on the Shelf,” is a great song, with an order I like to not follow.  Although he does amend that by saying he’ll drink it by himself.  Then there is the Abbey Road version of “Sam’s Town,” which is leaps and bounds better than the original version.  It sounds like a completely different song, and maybe it should be treated as one. All in all, great albums.   


So, there’s 3 albums you should rush out to download ASAP.  Well, maybe not Lady GaGa, unless you like some self-punishment, but I promise you it’ll be good when your drunk.  Most things are.  



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  1. great post! i love just dance and i don’t care. limewiring as we speak lol. oh and i got 20 free technoish songs from the apple students group on facebook the other day. i’m not really into that kind of music but they were free. check it outtt

    Comment by mirandomness — March 31, 2009 @ 2:46 pm

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