Ooh, I'm going to see Blondie on Saturday night!
Giles ,'Selfless'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Watch out for the Man from Mars, as rumor has it he likes to eat bars and guitars....
Hey, Hec!
Did I tell you I've been listening to that Western Swing box set you rec'd? It's marvelous. I admit that Little Bird doesn't appreciate it, although that may be because I can't help but sing along ...
Whew, finally caught up.
And now mention of the "Pina Colada Song" (aka "Escape") during the earworm discussion has earwormed me as well.
Not with "Escape", but with "Timothy".
And, yes, there is a connection. MST3K had a whole riff on it.
Not too upset, though. "Timothy" makes for one bizarro earworm.
Paging SA!!!
Can you get yourself up to Cincy on Friday, May 14? Because Jamie Cullum is playing at this event, and I am *so* there.
Did I tell you I've been listening to that Western Swing box set you rec'd? It's marvelous. I admit that Little Bird doesn't appreciate it, although that may be because I can't help but sing along ...
I saw that. I love that 30s and 40s Western Swing a ton. There are just cool stories about those bands too. Basically they were Okies and Texans who grew up listening to Count Basie on the radio (out of Kansas City) and tried to play swing on their fiddles and steel guitars. And they were (a) shit hot players (I had a big epiphany listening to early Western Swing. In brief, the average front porch guitar player in America in the thirties had better chops than most supertar guitarists today) and (b) they were fun! Funny sassy endlessly swinging songs.
Ain't nothing wrong with a little Western Swing.
How had I not heard of CD Baby before? Now I am dooooooomed. Not only have I discovered the Vampire Beach Babes, but my "gothic" search turned up a band called Ver Sacrum, which has the description Violins. Cellos. Oboe. Lush, affected guitars. If you live in the 19th century and are regularly drinking absinthe, you are probably hearing music in your head already. For the rest of us, The Ballrooms of Mars is the perfect soundtrack for the visions that Baudelaire and Verlaine would have experienced.
I'm not supposed to be buying cds! I'm supposed to be saving up for a trip next month!
I'm not supposed to be buying cds! I'm supposed to be saving up for a trip next month!
looks sternly at Jilli and taps his toe
"Ballrooms of Mars" is a T.Rex songtitle, btw.
Oooh, look, Circus Contraption.
Quirky-jerky, loony-croony, gypsy carnival opera music. Tom Waits meets the Rocky Horror Picture Show? Danny Elfman meets Squirrel Nut Zippers? Listen to this glorious tangle of sounds and decide for yourself.
Circus Contraption is an honest-to-goodness, one-ring travelling circus based in Seattle, Washington. Music is an integral part of our show, and we work constantly toward blurring the lines between the musicians and physical performers in the creative process.
What do we sound like? Sometimes spooky, sometimes quirky, sometimes raucous, and sometimes just a bit silly. Imagine an off-kilter carousel accompanied by Halloween music gone slightly wrong. At any given moment, you'll hear vocals, accordion, banjo, guitar, bass, clarinet, violin, saxophone, trumpet, trombone, tuba, theremin, washboard, drums, beer bottles, rusty junk and elbow grease.
Circus Contraption puts a contemporary twist on circus music traditions with an aesthetic described as "a cross between Tom Waits and Wings of Desire" and as "the last surviving klezmer band in outback Paraguay."