Saturday, November 21, 2009

Stolen Car

So last night while I was getting ready for work my mother was downstairs watching one of her favorites, Cold Case. I'll admit that as far as cop dramas go, Cold Case has the BEST music. Last night the whole episode's soundtrack was composed of Bruce Springsteen songs. Amen. Most people are introduced to Bruce by their Pops. My father wasn't quite into him, but two of my uncles were. They would sit around with each other during almost every family function and argue which version of Soul Driver was better (I'd have to go with Uncle Chip on that one, unplugged all the way). During my first big girl sleep over, no adult chaperon, when I was about 13, we played some board game version of Wheel of Fortune. I don't normally win anything . . . ever . . . but I remember winning that game because I solved for Bruce Springsteen with only the

B_ _ _ E _ P_ _ N_ _ _ E E N

None of my friends even knew who that was and all they could ask was how I knew that. All I can remember thinking was "How could you guys NOT know who that was?"

In an earlier post I said that Springsteen's Nebraska was one album listenable the whole way through, but in last night's episode of Cold Case they threw in Stolen Car. I would argue to the death the Tracks version of that song was better than The River's. More hope. We could always use more hope even if the fear is still there.




So this Saturday Night Lullaby is dedicated to Uncle Chip and Uncle Donald. I'll be thinking of you guys this holiday season.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Speaking of Glee

The full version of this one. Yesss.




You can't just play with people's feelings/ Tell them you love them and don't mean it/ You'll probably say that it was juvenile/ But I think that I deserve to smile

The original here.

I'm all for property damage, ladies.

Maybe This Time

I guess I could be accused of dwelling in the past, but I simply believe in careful reflection. I also understand that my own memories of situations past are just that, my own memories, merely one side of the story, one point of view. I try to learn every day. I have my sights on the future, though. Heard this song on Glee about a month ago and haven't been able to get it out of my head. Love Cabaret.




You know so much don't you?
And yet, you've learned so little . . . it's frightening to me.

Live, Laugh, Love

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Best Albums

With the dawn of iTunes and other technological advances that allow listeners to preview albums and only buy the songs they like from the album, artists have been forced to step it up. I can remember being so annoyed when buying a whole album and only liking 3 of the 14 tracks. I've decided to compile a list of my favorite albums. These albums, in my opinion, are listenable the whole way through. There are no "new" albums on here because I only wanted to pay homage to the artists who followed through in decades past. There are no "indie" artists as well. These are artists who DIDN'T have to deliver quality art, tools would have bought their albums regardless. In that vain, I also decided not to include debut albums, leaving a lot of my favorite artists and albums in the cold.

I'm just going to start to list them, maybe I'll follow with an additional list or a list of runner-ups. There are no "compilations" on here either. They are straight up, "studio albums."

House of the Holy
Speaking in Tongues
Burnin'
Little Creatures
Pet Sounds
The Score
Nebraska
The Velvet Rope
Nevermind
OK Computer
CrazySexyCool
Abbey Road
Share My World
And pretty much the whole Bjork discography minus the remix albums and such, but only excluded because of the "rules."



















Monday, November 16, 2009

Monday blah

This issue of Esopus Magazine rocks.
I heart Natureboy. :)

I really don't have internet access for a while so . . . yeah.