Saturday freestyle – soundtrack to the week

I love a live album. 

RHCP live at Hyde Park. Not widely appreciated but it was my first HUGE gig and I loved it with all my heart.

Jay Z unplugged. I recorded this on VHS from MTV base. I came close to wearing the video out. 

Foo fighters at Hyde Park (I don’t only like rock shows from Hyde park I promise). I watched Everlong about 50 times when I got this DVD one Christmas. 

This week has been the turn of Greenday. Wonderful songs, all the energy and a crowd that adores them. 

So, so much fun. 

Hooray for the live album!

A week of YouTube – Flight of the Conchords

YouTube happened, we all watched those guys lip sync to the Backstreet boys, started to watch more and more, then it seemingly took over the world and became a career choice for many.

There was a season where I only watched comedy on YouTube. I often prefer music without the video. Chance the Rapper, Same drugs is a big exception to this. It has puppets playing the piano and directing the video. What more could you want from a video? 

Back to the comedy videos. As with the way I find most things a friend said ‘have you heard of Flight of the Conchords?’. I confessed I hadn’t assuming it was an Indy band I wouldn’t really like. 

I was overjoyed to find out they are “New Zealand’s fourth most popular guitar-based digi-bongo acapella-rap-funk-comedy folk duo”. 

I love every song from the first season but the Lord of the Rings parody possibly takes first place (Albi the racist dragon is second). I can’t decide if it is my love of Lord of the Rings that makes me love it, or the playing a solo on an axe shaped guitar. It is likely that it is both. 

For whatever reason I love it, I regularly check back on this video. 

Strongest advice, Frodo don’t wear the ring. 

Saturday freestyle – The song of the week

Tom Waits - Closing time

Singer songwriters. Love them.

The firstĀ artist I remember loving growing up was Lonnie Donnegan (A song about a dustman will always appeal to a 6 year old). Then later on Jack Johnson was a borderline obsession.

Here is where I say something controversial. It will take a lot for me to say this.

I don’t understand Bob Dylan.

Don’t get me wrong, I like him a lot but I often feel quite confused listening to some songs. Ok, very confused.

I spent some time this week on Quora and someone said ‘It could be that Dylan’s lyrics don’t mean anything and he is just playing a huge joke on everyone’. I would love if that was the case on many levels. It would be great if scholars were debating nonsense lyrics and it would make me feel a lot better for not understanding.

This brings me to the song of the week. Tom Waits, lyrics you can understand the more time you spend with a song, is jazzy as anything and he uses the word lickety split which is greatly underused in polite society.

I will be exploring his later albums a but more this week. I am hoping for more jazz and more use of lickety split. I would settle on just the former though.

Happy Saturday!

Saturday Freestyle – The song of the week

In a week of blogging dedicated to Nala my dog it seems only fitting that the song to soundtrack this week is ‘I love my dog’ by Yusuf/Cat Stevens.

I shall be listening to this and other dog related songs exclusively today. 

Who let the dogs out by the Baha men

Dogs by Pink floyd 

Dogs of war AC/DC

What’s my name Snoop dogg

Honesty time, I wrote that as a joke but as I typed those songs in it became more of an actual plan. There is some great dog songs it seems. 

An added bonus will be some time to reflect on who actually let the dogs out. 

Happy Saturday!

Sxsw, vinyl and what’s next

I said in an earlier post that I love music.

I really do.

The first song I remember loving was ‘Birdland’ by the Manhattan Transfer. I’m not sure why but I just loved it. Then many, many years later my Dad played me the Weather report version and my head exploded (not literally obviously) and Jaco Pastorius became my hero.

The power rangers theme tune made 6 year old me hyper, the Raggy dolls made me think deeply about how toys should all be loved and Coronation Street still makes me think it’s Sunday, my hair has been washed and I have to go to school the next day.

I was listening to a sxsw playlist earlier today and I didn’t like any of the first 20 songs I listened to.

My first thought was, its over. You’re going to be that guy saying ‘it was so much better when the Chili Peppers released By the Way. Those were harmonies’.

Then I thought. What if I haven’t given the songs enough of a chance? What if one listen isn’t enough. Lots of the songs I love grew on me.

I very quickly treat music like a service. Hear the new thing and move on.

I have begun collecting vinyl to stop myself just consuming music, to try to sit with a record and enjoy it.

Sometimes things need some time to settle, to develop. Maybe it could be said some of the best things require it.

My Dad took the his copy of Kind of Blue back to the shop after buying it on release day. He hated it that much (to confirm, he then went back to it a month later and between us we must have bought 20 copies of it). 

I didn’t think I would keep watching the West Wing after 1 episode.

My challenge to myself today is not to run off and try to hear all the music, but to just enjoy a couple. Really listen and try to understand what the person is saying.

It’s all very pretentious I know, but I really don’t mean it like that.

I shall let you know what album I settle on.