When We Touch It’s Impossible To Concentrate

Posted in Music with tags , , on May 29, 2010 by boystenographer

The Futureheads— Heartbeat Song

The Futureheads have always been one of those bands that I knew of, but never really got into. They’re material has never struck me as particularly bad; they’ve always just sort of been there— similar to Bill Paxton. And while I still can’t really speak for the overall breathe of their catalog, this jam totally has me rolling my windows down and cranking my stereo up to eleven. I can see this making it’s way onto lots of summer crush mix tapes, and rightfully so, it totally has a 80’s New Wave-summer-love-at-the-beach sort of feel to it. I can imagine this as Zach Morris’s anthem as his high-top Cons stroll into the Max to find Kelly Kapowski sipping a shake.

“Heartbeat Song” comes from the bands fourth record The Chaos, which was just released stateside at the end of April.

Anyone else really loving the way Barry sings “the rhythm and the tone?” I’m just saying.

We’re Singing Outta Tune, But I Still Want To Sing With You  ||  http://www.myspace.com/thefutureheads

Now It’s Your Turn You Will Tie Me To The Tree

Posted in Music with tags , , , on May 25, 2010 by boystenographer

Tunng— Hustle

Apologies for the hiatus— packing, moving, swine flu, Stanley Cup playoffs— seems things always converge simultaneously. Anyway, you’re not here for all that crap. So…

Like so many songs that I post here, I don’t know much about the authors (they come from the U.K., they have three other records! Non of which I’ve heard, but cannot wait to track down), but what I do know is that this jam is everything that I hoped Boy Least Likely To’s 2009 Sophomore effort Law Of The Playground would be. Thankfully Tunng are making up for that giant disappointment by taking everything I loved about BLLT frosh offering, The Best Party Ever and sort of sending it into extra innings some five years later. Thanks guys!

Tunng— Hustle (Johan Cederberg Remix)

Cederberg does a nice job of peppering this remix just the right amount of electro melancholy. Enjoy.

Bigger Taste Please  ||  http://www.myspace.com/thisistunng

If I Give Up, You’ll Have To Take It

Posted in Music with tags , , , on March 26, 2010 by boystenographer

Weinland— I Feel Wasted

They say a lot of things. Generally the things they say are clichés. However, they are at times right. “Tragedy touches everyone.”

Even if it doesn’t grip you in it’s claws, pick you up and toss you with excessive g-force, at the very least, it gives you a light brushing at some point. Sometimes it happens in your town, in a house you grew up in— watching Ramblin’ Rod, General Hospital, and learning the proper ratio of carrots and peas to mix with your mashed potatoes—to people you know and love, by people you know and love. Folks who were there from your beginning, helping shape who you are.

Rough week at B.S. HQ, and I feel wasted.

http://www.myspace.com/johnweinland

Let’s Make This Happen Girl

Posted in Music with tags , , , on March 15, 2010 by boystenographer

Two Door Cinema Club— Something Good Can Work (Demo)

The jam above you originally found it’s way to my ears back in November. Upon reviewing the bands terrible name I felt some serious nay-saying coming on. Then I listened. It took roughly 34 seconds for me to be sold. I set out digging through the inter-webs to find out more on these blokes (they’re from a place called Bangor), and to see what other musical nuggets they might have to offer, in the form of a full length (none existed).

Fast forward to roughly a month ago, and while checking in on these Irish lads I discovered a full length had been unleashed (Tourist History)! Excited to finally see what else they were cooking up for my ears, I went in search. Only to discover the record was not yet out in the states (goddammit!). During an intense IM session with a buddy across the pond I mention my frustration, he does me a solid and sends it to me the record.

All of this is basically a long-winded lead up to me telling you that this record is the sauce! My fingers can’t help but creep over to the repeat button every 32.5 minutes.

Two Door Cinema Club— Do You Want It All

“Do You Want It All” is currently my fav, sporting the similar playful catchy sing-along-able chorus that nearly every other infectious track on Tourist History has. It makes for some pretty enjoyable car singing / dancing.

It would seem there is still no solid release date for North America (crappy!). However, the band is embarking on a small US tour during April / May. Some extra awesomeness for all you local folks! The band will be causing dance attacks on May 7th at the Doug Fir. I can’t wait to see how these dudes translate live. See ya there.

Like Books, Check It Out  ||  http://www.myspace.com/twodoorcinemaclub

I Can’t Blame You For The Bad Weather

Posted in Music with tags , , on March 9, 2010 by boystenographer

Lhasa— Fool’s Gold

Lhasa de Sela led a pretty amazing life, seemingly jammed packed full of people, places, and experiences that could be described as no less than rich and full. Perhaps she knew something that no one else did.

Many songs are inspired by broken promises / relationships / hearts. But not many of those songs sound as pretty, elegant, or at ease with it as this one. It’s a song soaked with loss and tragedy, but in very understanding and accepted way— I forgive you wanting to be free, 
I realize you long to wander, and I sympathize with your roving eyes; I just can’t forgive your bad manners. No name calling, she’s not out for revenge, she’s just asking questions and would like some answers please.

Listening sparks a  memory to surface for air; a parking lot many years ago, saying goodbye to someone I knew I wouldn’t see for a very long time, and in the yellow glow of a street lamp, a tiny mouse scurries by.

I Won’t Ask You Where You’re Going  ||  http://www.myspace.com/lhasadeselamusic

The World Can Use A Bit More Like You And Me…

Posted in Music with tags , , on February 25, 2010 by boystenographer

Blake Miller— Tomorrow Sorrow

Blake Miller has fashioned himself quite a dreamy little jam here. It shares the same slow incline and textural consistency of a Pacific Northwest thunderstorm. Listen for the rain and wind in the layers of drums and string plucks. Sprinkle in Miller’s ghostly whisper stacked atop itself and you’ve got yourself a yahtzee! The ideal co-pilot for those grey wet wintery travels to wherever your destination is.

… And Our Dreams  || http://exitstencil.org/blakemiller.php

Weekend Dance Party Mixtape

Posted in Music with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 19, 2010 by boystenographer

I don’t sleep much. I’m still sorting out what exactly the cause of all this is. However, I’m certain that a percentage of my insomnia is caused from jumpy dance-eletro-hip-pop jams like these. They keep me juking and moving— I am an unstoppable dancing robot; at home, at the office, in the car, doing dishes— I move, and clap, and sing along, and even when I’m not clapping and singing them, my brain is clapping and singing them, or at least my brain’s brain is thinking about it.

So happy Friday, here’s a grab back of musical awesome for your weekend dance party. And even if that party only consists of you in your footie pajamas vacuuming while wearing a funny hat, it’ll sure be sounding tasty.

Kennedy— Karate: A jam about being a thug, kicking ass, drunkenly driving— but only at night —and just being an all-around gansta, and how about that funky little guitar lick eh?

Kid Cudi— Switchin’ Lanes: This has become my go to jam when driving through the darkened wet wintery streets of P-town. I suggest popping it on the next time you’re swervin’ mervin’ in your ride and need to boost those feelings of bad-assed-ness by about 33.5%.

The Knux— Pop The Cork: This is exactly the sort of jam made for having sex with headphones on.

Kesha— Tik Tok (Fred Falke Remix): Yeah, yeah, yeah I know, this effing song is everywhere, and Kesha is annoyance personified. Thankfully this remix was the fist I heard of this jam, and I’m glad it was, because goddamn it gets the blood moving through the veins.

Tone Trump— Wifey (Ft. Dilemma): So many quality lyrics in this thug love jam, and I’m sure just like me, you will find it difficult not to bust this out for your shorty before the big wedding night.

FIRST RATE PEOPLE— GIRLS’ NIGHT: Sonic R&B influenced boy/girl chanting flirtations— yes please! Hard not to imagine the two protagonists casually— but consciously— circling each other at a party, tossing tiny shy glances and grins at one another. They’ve seen each other around before, but tonight they might just work up the courage to make it happen.

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