Swearin’ - “Kenosha”
Swearin’ plays gritty-edged indie rock, or melodic punk rock, or punk with a nod to power pop. There’s a definite ’90s feel, like a female-fronted Jawbreaker, or like Discount or Sarge. Whatever you classify it as, I like this a lot. And this song, oh man. I hope you like Kenosha so much that you stay there, Allison Crutchfield snarls, and being as I have a love/hate relationship with Kenosha and with many people from that town…wow.
(Download Swearin’ here.)
The Velvet Underground - Heroin
Right around the same time I discovered Patti Smith, I discovered Lou Reed and The Velvet Underground. The Velvet Underground & Nico was also unlike anything I’d ever heard before, but it had elements of other albums I loved - it had the poetic element of Patti Smith and the cool art-rock weirdness of Sonic Youth. Lou Reed couldn’t sing, he was the poor man’s Bob Dylan, but I loved him all the more for it. And Nico’s bizarre and sexy deep German drone, I loved that, too. More than anything, the album made me want to go back in time to late ’60s/early ’70s New York City, and hang out with Lou, Nico, and the Factory crowd. The album felt so real to me, as if listening to it was, in and of itself, a kind of time machine. I loved the beauty of “Sunday Morning,” and “I’ll Be Your Mirror,” the sorrow of “All Tomorrow’s Parties,” the fun of “I’m Waiting For The Man,” the strangeness of “The Black Angel’s Death Song,” and the pure sex of “Venus In Furs.” And “Heroin.” Nevermind that it would be two years until I started using opiates. I was already trying, in various ways, to “nullify my life” - and anyway, Lou himself hadn’t yet tried heroin when he wrote the song. Somehow, though, it portrays the experience so perfectly that I knew that’s what it was like. It felt so real. To this day, the song is one of the few things that makes me miss the drug - I have made the big decision. I’m gonna try to nullify my life. Cause when the blood begins to flow, when it shoots up the dropper’s neck, when I’m closing in on death, and you can’t help me not, you guys, and all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk - you can all go take a walk. And I guess that I just don’t know, and I guess that I just don’t know.
-from a thing I wrote a few years back, about albums that changed my life
Perishables! Come Congregate in the Cold!
Little Hot Waves, Or, Let’s Get Brain Cancer While We Wait For The Popcorn
Mix Your Drinks! (Stir! Whip! Purée!)
A Configuration of Whisks Which, When Activated, Allow Sufjan Stevens to Cook a Fluffier Omelette
Toaster (For the Toastless)
oh my god so accurate
I completely needed this today. Bestquote.