If you noticed a hiatus here on the blog – or anything else awry with the universe, for that matter – I have a very good explanation: artistic temperament.
“Andy Warhol” – David Bowie
At the David Bowie Is exhibit, I learned that Andy Warhol didn’t think much of this song, but as far as I’m concerned it’s brilliant. Incidentally, Bowie’s portrayal of Warhol in Basquiat is spectacular too.
“Stage” – Live
They’re loud, they’re from the ’90s, they vehemently refuse to give up the stage. I can get behind that.
“Little Egypt” – The Coasters
You can tell this song is old because when the dude falls in love with the mindblowingly talented burlesque dancer, she has to give up her art for the priviledge of bearing him seven children. This wouldn’t happen now because women have made tremendous strides towards gender equality. She’d only have two kids, three tops.
“Do It With a Rockstar” – Amanda Palmer
Wait, needy lonely rockstars actually exist? Asking for a friend.
P.S. Awesome video, which I set to start 2 minutes in, where the song begins. Do watch the whole thing if you have time.
“Paperback Writer” – The Beatles
The only song about writers I could find is by a band I absolutely loathe, and the sad reality of this is not mitigated by the fact that the lyrics are actually pretty good.
“The Piano Has Been Drinking” – Tom Waits
And speaking of amazing lyrics…
Now I want a drink. Wait, that’s how the blog ended up on hiatus. Nevermind.
It’s another Friday! This calls for a celebration. Cheers!
“If You Don’t Start Drinkin’ (I’m Gonna Leave) ” – George Thorogood
George Thorogood’s problem is that he’s got too many good drinking songs. Oh, and also, he’s a really bad influence on his sober friends.
“Salt of the Earth” – The Rolling Stones
So you’ve succumbed to peer pressure and the evening’s first brew is in your hand – let’s toast to something worthwhile. Here’s to the hardworking people, the salt of the earth. The two (now seven) thousand million. Hopefully not to each one individually.
“Drinking Song” – Jason Webley
Your typical drinking song tends to sound like a sea chanty because the same rhythm that helps a bunch of people keep a cohesive pace while oaring also helps them keep a cohesive swaying and glass-thumping pace while boozing. I’m just guessing here.
Jason Webley, by the way, also collaborates with Amanda Palmer on Evelyn Evelyn – a conjoined twins act. Yeah. But I mostly like him because he sounds like Kevin Quain.
“Catch You in the Rye” – Kevin Quain
Who’s Kevin Quain, you ask? This guy. He kicks ass.
At this point in the evening, it’s time to dance.
“Jockey Full of Bourbon” – Tom Waits
Still dancing, but starting to trip up now.
“One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer” – John Lee Hooker
I like bourbon, so let’s stick with that. It’s last call anyway.
The outdoor art show season is upon us, so if I may address the weather gods for a moment: “You’ve pulled some interesting tricks this year. That hail-bordering-on-snow in May was a neat one. But let’s not go crazy this weekend. Some of us have outdoor exhibits to set up. Go have a beer on a patio, relax, listen to some tunes about your heroic exploits, let the sun do its thing. Kthxbye.”
“Stormy Weather” – Pixies
Sometimes there’s just nothing more to be said. When it’s time, it’s time. That time is not this Saturday. Just sayin’.
“Lightning Crashes” – Live
This is an epic, life-and-death thunderstorm they’re singing about. Once-in-a-lifetime thing. Statistically unlikely to happen this weekend. Unless your baby is due?
And you know that once the Interplanetary Internet gets going, people will be using it to illegally download music from the Planet of Sound. Pixies tried to get there using a fission drive, but they seem to have taken a wrong turn somewhere.
“Space Oddity” – David Bowie
Somebody else who got famously lost in space is Major Tom. Of course, if one was to compile a playlist of only the very best space songs, it would contain mostly Bowie. Having to choose just one of his, I’d say “Space Oddity” is the most intense and the creepiest. The lines “And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear / Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare” has much the same effect on me as that moment in horror movies when somebody says, “Look, there’s something moving in the forest, I’ll go and check.” You know that things are about to take a turn for the worse.
“Major Tom (Coming Home)” – Peter Schilling
From space horror to space-horror synth-pop, this German’s take on Bowie’s Major Tom story apparently topped the charts in 1983. I heard it for the first time yesterday – thanks to a tip from my husband, may his weird taste in music live long and prosper – and it is adorable.
“Spaceman” – Bif Naked
Bif Naked’s “Spaceman” was overplayed on MuchMusic in that sliver of the ’90s when I actually watched TV, but the reason this song will always have a special place in my heart is that Kat, my best friend in high school, would holler it at the top of her lungs while plugging her ears when she wanted to pointedly ignore whatever you were saying – in that way most people would yell “La La La, can’t hear you!” Not sure why. Fond memories.
“Astronaut (A Short History of Nothing)” – Amanda Palmer
Just think how much happier AFP’s relationship with the astronaut could have been if only the Interplanetary Internet was already in place. They could’ve kept in touch over Twitter and avoided the dismal lack of communication that got them into this twisted emotional head-space.
“In Space” – Ludo
Now imagine this is Amanda Palmer’s astronaut’s story from his point of view. Dramatic irony galore. Star-crossed lovers retold for the star-faring age. Juliet’s not really dead, only the letter where everything is explained never reaches Romeo. The astronaut is not emotionally distant at all, it’s just the lack of Interplanetary Internet.
Did you know that Hugh Laurie released a blues album a couple of years ago? He often played piano and guitar on House,Fry & Laurie and Jeeves & Wooster, so he’s clearly been secretly planning this for years. I don’t love his singing voice, but the album is still well worth a listen. There’s also a charming and hilarious introductory essay by him in the liner notes on why it’s ok for a white middle-aged British dude to sing old black men’s music.
Something else that Hugh Laurie wrote, incidentally – and I recommend this without any reservations, because it’s brilliant and not the least bit a vanity project – is a novel called The Gun Seller. It’s a humorous thriller that reads like a Wodehousian parody of noir fiction and it’s very, very good.
“Tangerine” – Molly Johnson
I chanced upon Molly Johnson performing at the Toronto Jazz Festival nearly ten years ago, and was captivated by her singing. She seems to have gained in popularity since then – winning a Juno and even recording a promotional clip for Ontario. Rumor has it though, that junk mail addressed to her still occasionally arrives at the Cameron Public House, where she used to room in her less-renowned days.
“Yellow Submarine” – The Beatles
Since we’re rumor-mongering – I heard that these guys have something of a cult following? They’re not my cup of tea, but neither is the colour yellow, so they are welcome to each other.
Moreover, research conducted while putting this playlist together indicates that yellow is the least musically inspiring colour and there are really no good songs out there that feature it, aside from this one and “Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini”.
“Green Grass” – Agathe & Fine
What do you mean I include Tom Waits in everyplaylist? He’s so well disguised here, I didn’t think you’d notice.
But since you did, I should tell you that Female Tribute to Tom Waits is an extraordinary three-volume collection of Tom Waits covers by women, full of startlingly beautiful, poignant and whimsical interpretations of his songs. There are big-names artists like Marianne Faithfull, Norah Jones and Holly Cole, but also many singers that I discovered here for the first time. There are covers in Spanish, impromptu live recordings, and charismatic French-accented voices. No other tribute collection I’ve heard reveals the depths of beauty lurking in the original songs quite as powerfully as this one.
You: perfect, unattainable, batshit crazy. Me: in a band, lyrically gifted, aesthetically averse to vanilla.
Did I imagine it, or did you also feel that might make a fun playlist?
I have received complaints that the last playlist post had far too much writing in it. So you know what? No more writing after this paragraph. This is a no-justifications playlist. But – if you like it this way, leave a comment, so I’ll know.
Edited to add: I changed my mind so there will be more writing.
“Eurotrash Girl” – Cracker
This epic journey in search of the ideal woman resembles a one-man reenactment of the movie Eurotrip “Short Skirt, Long Jacket” – Cake
Remember when Lucy Liu posed as an efficiency expert in a black leather business suit in Charlie’s Angels? That’s the girl Cake is looking for. “Next Girl” – The Black Keys This song’s greatness pales in comparison with the video for it. Watch it. There is a dinosaur puppet. “Broken Heart” – Black Lab
These guys made a girl cry and now, apparently, she’s just perfect. Fucking rock stars. “Atom Bomb” – Fluke
I’d like to date a well-equipped villain with a secret lair too, but a girl whose mind is set on world domination probably doesn’t have time for romance. “Like a Friend” – Pulp
The “friend” strategy for getting the girl is rarely the right approach. This has been proven by expert stickfigures.
I can’t promise to do this every Friday, so some Fridays will be more special than others.
This Friday’s playlist was inspired by the lyrics of the Tom Waits song “After You Die,” which are composed entirely of similes. Similes and metaphors, as you know, are the basic literary trope much abused by poets and songwriters of all ages. So it’s pretty impressive that some of them are still managing to cram songs full of really good ones.
“After You Die” – Tom Waits
What is it like after you die? Pretty surreal, according to this bonus track on Tom Waits’ latest album, Bad as Me. A few great suggestions as to what the afterlife may be like include “Like a rich guy clapping” and “Like a wild-ass painting.” At least that’s how I always heard this line – “a wild-ass painting,” as in “a painting that blows your mind.” But I just saw this written on a lyrics site as “a wild ass painting,” as in “an undomesticated donkey creating a piece of visual art.” I think this interpretation rift may turn into a breakaway religious movement one day.
“Rain on the Midway” – Kevin Quain
A haunting love song from my favorite Toronto goth blues songwriter is a gripping answer to that age-old question once tackled in a Victorian sonnet – “How do I love thee? Let me count the ways”: I love you like tornadoes in spring, Like old guitar strings, Like Nina Simone sings…
Listen to it on iTunes and see if it doesn’t send shivers up your spine.
“Turn Me On” – Nina Simone
As for how Nina Simone sings – here she is, waiting to be turned on “like a light bulb in a dark room.” Gorgeous, heartbreaking song pleading for the return of a lover who left, which ends – appropriately enough – with a request for some fresh ice-cubes in her drink.
“Wild is the Wind” – David Bowie
It was Nina Simone’s cover of “Wild is the Wind” that inspired David Bowie to record his own version of this song. It compares the intensity of his love to the wildness of wind, which is as romantic as the wildness of the painting ass we encountered earlier is not. Incidentally, did you know David Bowie’s new albumThe Next Day is coming out in a couple of weeks and that he recently released a new wild-ass video for it, starring Tilda Swinton?