8. Flat Out Fucked by Mudhoney
...a band you actually may have heard of! Dirty grunge riffing, dirty grunge yelling, dirty grunge solo... I feel like there's a theme to this one, but I just can't put my finger on it.
9. Range Life by Pavement
Really doesn't get much more 90s-indie than Pavement. Chill yet melodic, good melodies. Czech it out.
10. I Was a Stranger by Smog
For whatever stupid reason, Blogger can't find any of the videos I found for this song, so here's a link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cYGraw-3rLA
Dat pedal steel.
For real doe; Bill Callahan, folks. Recorded under the name "Smog" for a long time. Bit of an unsung hero of alt-country.
11. Down with the Bass by fIREHOSE
Dear whoever was in charge of making a VEVO for fIREHOSE: you had ONE JOB. You made it FireHOUSE and now this is me yelling at you in LOTS OF CAPS.
So I'm not sure what bass fIREHOSE is saying "down with", whether that be a specific bass guitar, the rash of wobble bass in today's music (though that would've required some sort of precognitive abilities on fIREHOSE's part, not entirely unlikely), or the fish and they're just mispronouncing it, but I say up with the bass when it comes to this song. Holy spumoni that's groovy.
("Up with the bass"? "Holy spumoni"? Really phoning it in, aintcha Thomas?)
12. Don, Aman by Slint
So, apparently Slint is "sadcore". I also learned that I must have a serious sadcore influence, cuz this is the kind of shit I like to write from time to time. And by "from time to time", I mean "like half the time". Minus the spoken word-y vocals.
I don't know what a sadcore is, but if most of it's like this, then it's pretty cool.
13. Guest List by Screeching Weasel
Holy shit, pop punk before pop punk was a thing. Except, you know, good. Just kidding! There's good pop punk. Somewhere.
And they're from Chicago too! Water ya know.
14. Tiger Trap by Beat Happening
Damn listen to them opening chords. Slash, the chords that play throughout the song. Cuz I think they're like the same ones played in different orders, for six minutes. If you're into mellow, super-texturey three-chord songs, give it a whirl. Good chance you'll love this. Even if you're not, give it a go anyway. The alternative is eating a plate of balls. Whole plate of 'em. You think I'm lying. I have a plate of balls on hand. It will go in your mouth.
To Be Continued! ...Again!
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