Firstly: sorry about the lack of new RWAPs. Those punks at Grantland are expertly handing me my cheese with everything from David Bowie to My Bloody Valentine to Mackelmore, and then I turn into Eeyore and I walk away from the keyboard to the solace of a Russian lemonade. So that’s on me.
Aggression is the watchword. I have to deEeyore myself. So this means lots of talks with the girlfriend, lots of time thinking and debating on where I want these Pauses. to go and how they should go, how to grow the Mixtape Society, job applications, more writing always more writing even if I don’t like it after, and continuing to stay in shape by walking 20+ miles a week. I think what I’ve learned the past 6 months is things will just happen out of nowhere–but this includes good and great things. I suspect you can never be fully prepared for it, but you can get yourself in position to not be knocked wholly offtrack when they come in.
Every so often I need to change my wallpaper to the Holstee Manifesto to remind myself to keep plugging away. My buddy Dave from Holiday Matinee introduced me to it before he left for bigger and better out Brooklyn way, and you know the Holstee Manifesto even if you don’t know you know it. Who knows, maybe you’re just another well-intentioned made out of flaws and stitched together with good intentions who needs to see this and repeat it a couple times before reattacking the canvas, the punching bag, the treadmill, or the cursor.
I see you.
And it’s nice that you have my back. I got yours, too. At least for the next 44 minutes.
1) It’s always awesome as an old grizzled vet on the mashup scene when a mashup goes viral to the point where your friends are like “Wait, what?!” and run to you like the so-called City Fathers talking about what’s to be donnnnnnneeeeee with this Homer Simpson!? Usually when a mashup goes viral it’s because it’s right in the wheelhouse where awesome meets horrifying. And you thought the secret Little Mermaid/Ying Yang Twins secret I put up at the end of the last Pause. was something! People are going to learn to give in to Call Me Maybe or drown in a sea of bitter tears enforced by the walls of their limited minds.
2) Some songs are gnats. You catch pieces of them here and there but it takes you a while to pin them down and catch them and swat them (figure out what they are). It’s weird, for a guy who’s not into drugs this song feels like drugs, in the best possible way: I want to get inside of a bouncy house tripping on E with this cranked up to Spinal Tap. Possibly wearing a coat with a lion’s head on it. Appropriately enough, this song is about that experience.
3) Yes, I love reworks of eighties cheese. Deal with it. In this one, what’s really interesting is just how little the source material is really worked; that insistent drum beat and bass already lends itself to something danceable, as notorious dillhole Chevy Chase proved. From here, the line to MGMT seems pretty straight and bright, something I never would’ve thought before hearing this but in the context makes perfect sense.
4) If this is everybody’s favorite Canadian sister lesbian duo giving up on guitars for an album so that they can open for Robyn, I am perfectly willing to trade it in and sign up on the dotted line.
5) …well, this is just self-explanatory.
6) I still can’t figure out if I like this song or not, which is hugely bizarre and probably a first for the column. But more and more I keep getting cut to ribbons by one line in the chorus: welcome to the new age, welcome to the new age. As presented in the song, it’s not a positive or a negative accent on the term; it’s just a fact felt by the narrator.
7) A reintroduction of Buble perfect for days getting longer and Russian lemonades, done forcefully with such grace & gentleness you’ll be stunned how quick it goes by. Trip-hop, pop, jazz and a few pik!pik!pik!s of electro to season, for all seasons.
8) Seventies cheese at it’s finest, and the latest in a growing line of songs to make me miss the significant other.
9) Any week I get to do one of these and write about Andy Kaufman, which in turns reminds me of my favorite song from maybe my favorite band? Yeah. That’s a damn good week.
10) A soul classic by a soul classic, that he didn’t write. I almost turned this into that sort of party full stop with the Isleys’ cover of Fire & Rain and Al Green’s cover of I Want To Hold Your Hand. But there’s always time for that in the future. Maybe if I get my podcast back up and running based off of my champagne and campaign run Friday night that could be a theme for a show. Like I said, it was a damn good week.
11) There is only one woman I’ve gotten fired from a job for. One woman who has marked me with a Sharpie. One woman who’s aura, I seen it, it was white with gold on the fringe. About the only thing she couldn’t do was save Heroes from itself (and hell, if you bring in her and Stephen Tobolowsky and it still goes down in flames, it was a lost cause). Her name is Kristen Anne Bell. I knew her first and better as Veronica Mars. Give her your money.
I mean, the show only made me laugh and cry and randomly interact with decent men and woman on a local level and quite possibly kept me from offing myself during my second Great Depression back in the aughts. But, you know, if you really need that fiver for your mocchiato grande, who am I to stop you? All I’m offering is my gratitude and the possibility of a future where instead of complaining about what Hollywood puts out those of us who’d watch it start molding it into something closer to our own hearts.
But you go ahead. Enjoy your coffee.
12) The XX may very well be my favorite new band of the past five years, and this song goes right up there with all their other awesome songs even if it is sad and depressing in lyrical content.
pomDeter > Call Me A Hole ¤ Passion Pit > Little Secrets ¤ Paul Simon > You Can Call Me All (Flight Facilities remix) ¤ Tegan & Sara > Closer ¤ Cold War Kids > Something Is Not Right With Me ¤ Imagine Dragons > Radioactive ¤ Wax Tailor ¤ How I Feel ¤ Ambrosia > You’re The Only Woman ¤ R.E.M. > Man On The Moon ¤ Otis Redding ¤ Stand By Me ¤ the Dandy Warhols > We Used To Be Friends ¤ the XX > Sunset
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