Showing posts with label modern baseball. Show all posts
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Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Spotify's "Your Top Songs of 2017" and more aka... I can't believe this year has passed me by aka... concussions suck...

Holy shit, it's almost 2018...  Let's recap this crazy year, in music of course...


GREEN BAY PACKERS WEEKLY RECAP:


Honestly (as if I've ever been anything less than honest with you people), the Packers probably had no business taking this game.  The "Battle of the Bays" was won by defense, special teams, some new plays and some lucky bounces.  I was texting my brother the entire game "we'll win if we just don't throw it."  This became the "just don't throw it" game.  Every first down, every third down, every big play "just don't throw it" showed up on my phone, either from Jobe or to Jobe from me.  It was our rallying cry, and... it fucking worked!  That Williams kid is a beast and had some 2013-2014 Lacy-esque, I'm-fucking-tougher-than-you big boy runs, like his touchdown carry.  And, of course, Aaron Jones, the rookie sensation who somehow is back only two weeks after hurting his knee, had one run for twenty yards, and, oh yeah, the fucking game winning score.  I love those kids and they're only going to get better...

For anyone who didn't know how brilliant Kenny Clark has been playing this year and was questioning Clay Matthews III and his abilities/impact, welcome back to the real world.  4 1/2 sacks between them, and an unreal impact on the running game.  Those kids just fucking know how to play ball.  I know people complain about Clay and his seemingly annual ailments but injuries happen and  we shouldn't hold it against him; though I do believe health is a skill, just look at Brett Favre.  Also, I remember Reggie White playing with a torn knee ligament and destroying the Bears after they tried to cut-block him on like the second snap or something, which fucking pissed him off, and he played the rest of the game like a hungry lion who only ate quarterbacks and running backs.  I can't remember who, but someone this week got a sack off the "hump move" which I haven't seen for years.  I don't know how a move could be so devastating yet so unachievable by anyone else.  Goddamn, Reggie was special.  Wait, he was a preacher, so I'll rephrase "man, Reggie was special."  God bless him and God rest his soul.  Truly one of a kind...  Anyhow, on to the music.


THIS WEEK IN MUSIC:


I wasn't able to post this on Monday like normal due to being out of town (and busy) at a show.  My good friend Jonathan Fickes' band A View of Earth from the Moon had an album release show and party over the weekend which I was fucking thrilled to attend.  That man is true talent and I got to see, and smoke way too many cigarettes with, some old friends.  Life's journey is funny, but never as predictable it seems.  Anywhosal...

One of the only good things about the internet is Spotify.  I find more new music on there than anywhere else.  Tastemakers and aggregate websites seem to be a dying breed.  No one reliably tells me who is good and who isn't anymore, like Pitchfork used to (or B-Sides in Madison, WI, one of my all-time favorite record stores).  I spend more money on Spotify recommendations (yes, I still buy music.  Hello?  Independent/struggling artist) than on music from anywhere else.

But, one of my favorite things is when they send end of year playlists.  It's strange, and always surprising, to see what I listened to the most during the past year, so today I wanted to go over some of the highlights.  It's not what I expected but some strange events played into that, which I'll discuss.  Here are some of the songs I spun (nope, clicked) the most in 2017:


- Courtney Marie Andrews - "Rookie Dreaming"


This song was high on the list from 2017 for two reasons:

1.  This is a phenomenal album that I could listen to front to back, many times over.
2.  I was forced to listen to this album front to back, many times over.

Why was I forced to listen to this album front to back, many times over?  That's a fair question.  Well, I heard "Not the End" on a Spotify playlist and listened to it over and over for an hour or so while driving.  Seeing as I had indulged in Courtney Marie Andrews' sweet melodies for that long, I purchased the album and popped it in for an upcoming five hour drive.  I brought along about five or six other CD's that I would switch out along the way but fate intervened.  As soon as I left Baker City, OR it began to snow.  As I approached La Grande, OR it began to snow, hard.  Soon, the freeways were being blocked off but I was already cruising.  I got stuck behind the snow plow trucks trying desperately to clear the roadways; at thirty miles per hour.  For the first six hours of my return trip, stuck behind those plows, the roads were still so treacherous that I was unable to change CD's as my car kept sliding around and I was trying desperately to not drive off one of the many cliffs I was passing.  So, for six hours straight I played "Honest Life" by Courtney on repeat, listening intently so I wouldn't notice my car sliding dangerously towards the edge, towards my impending death, time and time again, during what turned out to be my ten hour drive back to Portland.


- PUP - "DVP"


Probably my favorite live show from 2017.  It's rare I get to just lose myself (in the music, the moment, you own it) and became an unabashed fan, yelling along to every word from the front of the pit with the other die-hards.  This show released my inner fan in a way I haven't experienced since watching maybe Ryan Adams, the Hold Steady, Jon Fickes (on Sunday) or Joanna Newsom (take your pick).

- Land of Talk - "Loving"


Probably my second favorite live show from 2017.  There's just something about their albums "Life After Youth" and  "Some are Lakes" that just hit me where I need it.  Not sure exactly what it is, but I love it and want more of it.

- Steve Forbert - "Romeo's Song"


I know I've posted this song before but it never gets any less impressive each time I listen to it.  Maybe Steve would never reach these heights again on a recording but, goddamn, did he nail it at least once on this beauty.  Also, I love the home movie style video linked above that has the "Classics Disco" tag in the corner...  Clearly shot when videographers thought VHS would supplant film in the movie world.  Boy, were they wrong...

- Modern Baseball - "Wedding Singer"


I found this record last year and was moderately intrigued.  It popped back up on a Spotify playlist a few months later and I couldn't stop playing this on repeat.  Their incessant hipster-ing is borderline annoying but the tunes, especially this one, are just too good to hate.


- Childish Gambino - "IV. Sweatpants"


Who knew an ex-writer from "30 Rock" had this in them?  Is he a brilliant MC?  No, but it's ridiculous and it's pure, silly fun.

- Joan Shelley - "Cost of the Cold"


Couldn't find a decent live video for this one, but goddamn is this a beautiful song.  Again, Spotify said "Bradley, I think you're gonna like this shit muthafucker" and they were right.  The first time I heard this I was cleaning the house (which I do every Saturday) and played this song on repeat for the 1 1/2 hours it takes me to finish.  Almost every time, except for a couple moments when the vacuum was going, I found myself getting lost in the melodies and wonder of this song and completely forgetting that I was cleaning the fucking toilet or whatever.  I did this for three weeks straight, listening to this song probably, what is that, 70 times and never once got sick of it.  It landed on some playlists which pushed it up onto my 2017 most played tracks.


- The Kinks - "Lola"


This one makes the list every year for sentimental reasons.  She knows why...

Bonus points since Ray Davies kind of looks like Casey Jones from the first Ninja Turtles movie in this video.

- Paul Westerberg - "Things"


Again, no good live video but this song doesn't need any of my yammering or bullshit to make it brilliant.  Not sure why but "14 Songs" had a huge comeback this past year and I couldn't stop spinning, or clicking, or pushing the "track forward" button until #11 to hear this fucking song.


- CHVRCHES - "We Sink"


Live from a stage I've graced more than once.  Fuck, is it just me or is the singer absurdly attractive?  It took until this past year to finally get on board with this band.  I can't remember why I wrote them off initially but I'm glad I gave them a second chance.  Damn, Scottish girls are hot...


- Wesley Willis - "Rock N' Roll McDonalds"


I'll never forget the first time I heard this song and the asshole who played it for me.  He thought it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard.  He repeatedly called Wesley a retard and said this was the dumbest and most hilarious shit he'd ever heard.  It was obvious there was more going on and I was very interested in learning about Wesley.  I watched "The Daddy of Rock 'n' Roll" and my heart nearly exploded for this man.  His music never sounded the same to me after that.  All I hear now is the pain and the anger and the hurt and the love and the compassion and the desire and the beauty that isn't obviously clear.  Once I left my small town in southeastern Wisconsin, I found friends who felt the same and got this music for what it was:  tortured, more than anything else.

I don't know what else to say.  I could go on from my "Top Songs of 2017" playlist all night but these are the highlights.  Peace Bitches!

(dictated but not read.  Fuck, what do you expect?  It's goddamn 2:30 in the morning)

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Where the fuck have I been for the past three months? aka I had to have heard some awesome new music, right?

Muthafucker, I get it.  I've been distant, but I still love y'all.  Seriously, I missed you too...


I know, I know...  Three fucking months.  I've been gone for three fucking months and I'm sorry.  I'm not really, but it sounded nice to say.  For the record, I haven't just been lounging around and drinking margaritas (although I did just get back from Long Beach, CA where we did lounge around and drink margaritas, but that was only one goddamn week...) trying to understand how everything Trump does is either the worst thing ever or no big deal, depending on who you're currently listening to (Hint:  it really is the worst, right?  Ha!  Now, I'm part of it.  Wait, don't listen to me.  Double top-secret hint:  listen to everything I say because I'm smart as fuck.  Or don't, I don't actually care).  I also haven't been watching nearly enough Brewers baseball, nor have I been enjoying the fact that we actually have some fucking sun in PacNorWest and/or the fact that I actually have a tan from my Cali trip that I can rub in the face of all these pale fuckers out here.  Us Injuns tan quick, I tell you!  I also haven't been playing the shit out of my new Pro-Ject Debut Carbon record table, which sounds unbefuckinglievable, especially on those colored vinyl Billy Joel remasters or the Big Star re-releases like "Radio City."  I also haven't been writing, performing or recording any new music, not in my apartment or elsewhere.  No, it's been much less enjoyable than any of those things.  I've barely taken a satisfying shit in the past three months, it's been that goddamn stressful.

So, what the fuck happened?  Well, as has been par for the course on my upcoming album, things seemed like they were all wrapped up and then went fucking pear-shaped, AGAIN...  Making this record has been the single most frustrating thing I've ever been a part of in my life, and that includes watching the Packers lose Super Bowl XXXII to that fucking horse-faced piece of shit John Elway.  It's been almost twenty years since that game and clearly I haven't been able to fully let it go.  The nice thing about music though, is that eventually (and, by "eventually" I mean SEPTEMBER 15TH 2017 MUTHAFUCKERS!!!  It's official!) the record will be out and all will be right in the world.  The Packers can never "eventually" win Super Bowl XXXII.  So, I'll definitely carry that with me forever.  And yes, I still believe it was more painful to lose that game than the 2014 NFC Championship against the Seahawks; or, as I like to call it, the Russell Wilson undiagnosed concussion game.  I know what I saw...  Someday, I'll tell the whole tale of everything that went wrong during the making of this album, but for now, let's just say some really weird shit was happening when the test pressings got made and Ed Brooks is a wizard/magician/god who can fix anything audio-related.  So, now, three months later, we're finally back on track.  The lacquers have been redone and sent off for test pressings (knock on wood nothing more gets fucked up) and the promotion/publicist company, Planetary Group, has set the initial launch schedule.  Again, September 15th is release day for "In My Youth, I'm Getting Old..." or, as I like to call it, the day I go from obscurity to... relative obscurity.  Or, maybe I achieved "relative obscurity" with "Burn What You Can, Bury the Rest..."  I mean, the internet and pockets of radio did take a shining to us.  Just look at all the nice things some people said (watch the scroll on top of the page) about us.

But, in those three long, agonizing months, I did find some fucking amazing new records and tunes.  Some old, some new, but all of them nevertheless fudging (notice how I didn't say "fucking" again! I'm learning from Kimmy Schmidt.  Shit, I guess I did say "fucking" anyways, twice now, in fact... baby steps) awesome.

Steve Forbert - "Romeo's Tune"


I don't know how I didn't find this fucking song years ago.  It's so fucking brilliant.  It literally, not figuratively, stopped me in the middle of my tracks when I first heard it.  It popped up on a Spotify playlist while I was running and I physically had to stop and figure out what I was hearing.  The story of Steve Forbert is so sadly played out:  he get's signed as "the next Dylan," as if that actually exists, has a minor hit with this tune, then releases a couple records that fail to chart a single and gets buried by his record label and it ruins any sort of career he had as a major recording artist.  I'm sad face...

Courtney Marie Andrews - "Irene"


This whole record is beautiful in a Ryan Adams type of way.  Acoustic guitars, honest vocals/lyrics, warm sounds, it's the real fucking deal.  I love the line "Keep your grace, Irene, don't go falling in love with yourself."  Just a damn good record from a damn good songwriter.

Childish Gambino - "Sweatpants"


Just a fucking fun/funny song from a former "30 Rock" writer.  Who knew Tina Fey had great taste in rich kid asshole MC's?


Townes Van Zandt - "To Live is to Fly"


A beautiful song that has just stuck with me over the years, especially recently.  Not sure if it's because I'm getting older or just because I'm getting more sentimental, but either way I didn't this song on repeat til recently; so, I guess it's because I'm just (feeling) old.


Modern Baseball - "Wedding Singer"


It's not just because I have an unhealthy obsession with the Adam Sandler joint of the same name (remember when Drew Barrymore was so fucking hot?  I do).  It was such an important film from my youth.  But, wait, that doesn't mean fuck all in regards to this song.  This whole "Holy Ghost" album is goddamn brilliant with its punk rock leanings, sentimental lyrics and overwhelming sense of sadness with regards to becoming an adult and the ensuing life.  Sounds about right...


Tommy Keene - "Nothing Can Change You"


Keene's "Based on Happy Times" album is a slam dunk for any 'Mats fan.  Punk songs, happy songs, slow, sad songs, lyrics that remind us of our own humanness.  Fuck, what else do you want?  I mean, come the fuck on...


Land of Talk - "Loving"


Land of Talk peaked my interest with "Some Are Lakes" but this album sounds so much more grown up, in a good fucking way.  Not in a Wilco sad, old white guy kind of way but in a "I've seen some shit kind of way."  Maybe that's true or maybe the singer has just gone through some more life and she just knows how to better turn a phrase.  Either way, she's got me hooked, and like ringworm, it's in and it won't be going anywhere soon.

Hopefully, there are no more setbacks with my record and we can finally just be on a normal path to wrap this fucker up.  But, until then, I've always got wonderful music to fall back on in my time of need.  And, so do you.  Love y'all, 'til next time...