Barring a breakdown of equipment or a call-up from the Phillies to replace their number 3 starter, I'll soft-relaunch the site with the first Sticking Point'cast on Friday, April 18.
Maybe sooner.
But probably not sooner.
Thanks for hanging in there.
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On iTunes right now: 50 Year Old Man from the album Imperial Wax Solvent by The Fall
The Sticking Point is slowly creeping back to life. In the next several weeks (I'll try to post a relaunch date as soon as I can), the site will return with a new design and a new function. Those of you who liked the Friday 10 concept will, I hope, like what will be happening here.
In short, each Friday post will feature the ten-song writeups you're already familiar with, plus a podcast/internet radio broadcast I'll host featuring the week's 10 songs. (I'll supply a link to USendIt, where you can download these Sticking Pointcasts for free.) Sure it will be a lot of music-nerd/fanboy stuff and the occasional rant against human weakness, but for tolerating that (and the grating sound of mi voz) you'll be rewarded with some of the best songs in the history of recorded sound. No lie.
The format won't be entirely random tracks, like the F10s were; instead, I'll choose four or five songs that I just have to share -- the stuff you've got to hear, and another four or five will be tracks my iTunes spun randomly. If that sounds good, then cool. I hope this works. There's a terabyte-worth of amazing music I've heard since the last time I wrote TSP, and I can't wait to get it in your ears.
And another thing: Thanks to all the diehards who continued to visit this URL and emailed to ask if and when it might pick up again.
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On iTunes right now: Forgot I Was Alive from the album We Sing Of Only Blood Or Love by Dax Riggs.
[Click song title for download]
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I was eager to read Jon Pareles's New York Times review of Van Halen's show in Philly this week. Unfortunately, Pareles includes practically nothing about... Van Halen's show in Philly this week. This is not a review, Jon, it's a long-winded caption. It could have been written while looking at some photos from the concert.
With my pal SO'C, I brainstormed some questions left unanswered by the "review." It took us less than a minute.
How did the band sound?
Did they play any songs you have heard of?
Was Michael Anthony's background vocal -- a key element of the VH sound -- missed at all?
How did Wolfgang Van Halen fare as Anthony's replacement?
Did David Lee Roth say anything on stage? [smirk] And, if so, what?
After all these years apart, with which song song did they choose to open the show?
What song closed the show?
Has Eddie lost anything off his skills?
Were any Van Hagar songs in the setlist?
How did fans react at various points of the concert?
The last line, "Van Halen still hurls zinger after zinger" ... what does that mean?
Was there an opening act?
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On iTunes right now: Smash It Up (Parts 1 & 2) from the album Machine Gun Etiquette [2004 Expanded] by Damned, The
I was reading the Jack Curry article in today's Times, about the owner of Barry Bonds's record-setting home run ball deciding to mark it with an asterisk before offering it to Cooperstown. That's sort of cool. I imagine the signage near the Hall of Fame's display will have language explaining why the "scarlet" ideogram is on there.
The article included a quote by a "baseball historian." I was surprised to see who it was. Pete Nash. Formerly known as Pete Nice. Formerly also known as Prime Minister Pete Nice of 3rd Bass. Did you know he was a baseball historian now? I didn't. He's written books about baseball. [1, 2]
Just stuff...
The Yankees are in the playoffs now. I'll be glad if they play the Indians in the first round, not only because they were 6-0 against Cleveland this season, but because it means the Red Sox and Angels get to bang each other's brains in. I hope that series goes the distance, and all five games are extra-inning ordeals. And I hope all that cross-country travel wears them out.
The Indians have a great pitching staff (and pitching rules October), but their lineup looks harmless.
* I watched the Yankees' postgame celebration last night, and couldn't help thinking how pointless and stupid the Champagne spraying is. It looks like the kind of thing you do because it's expected, but deep inside you feel silly.
* The National League doesn't have a team capable of beating the A.L. postseason contenders. The World Series could be a blowout.
* On the ballfield, Derek Jeter is unimpeachable. He's all hustle, and he consistently knows the right play to make. Last week, my brother-in-law asked if I'd rather have A-Rod or Jeter on Team Sticking Point. A-Rod's got more talent, strengths, and abilities, but Jeter's the guy to have. He's a hero and a future first-ballot Hall-of-Famer. But, off-the-field, Jeter's been annoying the shit out of me. He's become increasingly arrogant in post-game interviews, answering questions with snarky questions of his own. I just KNOW there are reporters wishing they could say, "Stop being a dick and just answer the question. Your night is over. I still have to write this piece. Two hours from now, while you're forking over cab fare for some model's ride home, I'll be raking over my second draft of this puffery." Not to mention that when he's not being a douche, Jeter's the most predictably boring interviewee in the clubhouse. For a while, this was good, as it helped the Yankees reshape their image from self-serving millionaires (1976-1994) to dutiful, blue-collar millionaires (1995-present). Now he's just a bore. (And for Christ's sake, stop beginning every other answer with, "Like I said..." Because you didn't. I don't know when you think you said it, but it wasn't in this interview!)
Secondly, Jeter's become a shill. Is there any endorsement deal he won't sign? Watch a Yankees game, and you'll see him on more commercials than the gecko and the cavemen combined. Colognes... deodorants... cars... trucks... credit cards, sneakers, colorful sports drinks, he hawks it all! It's obscene to watch him climb out of a $35,000 truck and brag that he just got one in red.
Thirdly... that hairstyle. Really? You're sticking with that, Jeet? It looks like someone glued a hairy rice cake to your head. (If such a thing doesn't exist, it should; if only to help make Derek Jeter halloween costumes more realistic.)
* A-Rod has become a boring and predictable interview, too. But I'll cut him some slack, because he must be shit scared that saying the wrong thing will bring the boo storms back to the Stadium. It was practically stop-the-presses earth-shattering to see him nod his head last night when a Yes reporter started a question with "With all this talk about you being the runaway MVP in the American League...".
Rodriguez is the first player to hit 50+ homers and drive in more than 150 runs in a single season since Sammy Sosa in 2001. And if you can barely see Sosa's numbers through the Stanozolol-stained glasses, you've got to look back to 1938, when the great Jimmie Foxx did it (50/175).
* Remember spring training, when Yankee fans and the New York media were sweating the How's Joe Torre Going To Get Melky Cabrera In The Lineup Dilemma? Now we look up and Melky's notched 147 games and 535 at bats so far. It's Lebowskian, how the baseball universe provides.
* I've been a Doug Mientkiewicz fan since '99, when he had a really hot week for my fantasy baseball team. He's a great fit on the Yankees, and exactly the kind of player that excels in the postseason: a smart situational hitter/great fielder. He's kind of a "discount" Paul O'Neill. (That's a compliment.)
He's a lot of fun to watch, but the ball-signing incident took the some of the polish off Shelly Duncan's shine. Mainly because he was signing for a kid. If that were an adult member of Red Sox Nation (or, best of all, that decrepit Robert Redford-clone season ticket holder behind the plate at Fenway), I'd be laughing my ass off.
* The Division Series starts Wednesday. If the Yankees remain the wild card team my tickets will be for Game 4, the following Monday.
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On iTunes right now: Mystery Achievement from the album Pretenders by Pretenders, The
I've been listening to a lot of good music this week, mostly stuff that I've just gotten. To share the wealth, I plucked select songs out of the bunch, and bundled them into a free download sampler for you. Let me know what you think.
CLICK HERE TO GET THE DOWNLOAD.
THURSTON MOORE
Trees Outside The Academy: I wonder if anyone expected this record to be so user-friendly. I'm sure the expectations were for 79 minutes and thirty seconds of experimental meanderings. Mine were. Instead, Thurston matches pop song structures with textured, easy-to-digest, idiophonic guitar. It is so good.
Sampler track: "Fri/End"
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PUBLIC ENEMY
How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul???: Public Enemy are first-ballot inductees in the Bad-Album-Title Hall of Fame. They've sure had some shitty ones. (Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age resides in its very own category of ridiculous.) But here's the good news: How You Sell... is PE's best record in 15 years. The bad news, of course, is that its not as impressive a feat as you'd think. There are a lot of tracks worth hearing on this, and I'm really glad Chuck is back with a credible record after all this time.
Sampler track: "Black is Back"
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WEEDEATER
God Luck and Good Speed: I just discovered this band last week. I was watching an online video of Jim Wendler, a powerlifter I admire. He had this CD in his bag. From what I've heard on various weight-training videos, gym phreaks listen to an awful lot of horseshit, but I figured I'd track the Weedeater down and give them a shot. Lucky me. I've been listening to it plenty. Finding good music this way is like making a new friend. I should have already been aware of Weedeater, via their connection with Billy Anderson, who's worked on High on Fire, Melvins, and Swans records I love. Their web address is weedeatertheband.com.
Sampler track: "God Luck and Good Speed"
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FLOGGING MOLLY
Alive Behind The Green Door
Swagger
Drunken Lullabies
Within a Mile of Home
Whiskey on a Sunday
The only FM song I had heard was from a season-1 episode of Weeds, "If I Ever Leave This World Alive." I got curious about the group, and tracked down the five records above. (My curiosity manifests itself in obsession.) In reading up on the band, I discovered what you all probably already knew: the lead singer is Dave King, who was the voice of Fastway in the 80s. I'm not sure if any more than a few Flogging Molly tracks will end up on my iPod; there's a lot of music to sift through and it's all starting to blend together. (But I can dig a band who's first release is a live record.)
Sampler tracks: "Salty Dog" from Swagger and "If I Ever Leave This World Alive" from Drunken Lullabies.
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DEERHOOF
Untitled: I'm crazy about this band, so I was happy when I checked out their website the other day and found a web-only offering of free mp3s. It's a collection of oddities and rarities. Interesting stuff.
Sampler track: "Holy Night Fever"
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TINARIWEN
Amassakoul and Aman Iman: I have loved one of their tracks ("Tasskiwet") for a while, and reckoned it was time to find more. These two records were a good place for me to continue my education in Tinariwen music. The musicians are Malinese Tuareg rebels. I'm still tracking down as much web material as I can to learn more about them. The music is extraordinary.
Sampler tracks: "Assoul" from Amassakoul and "Awa Didjen" from Aman Iman
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PEEPING TOM
Peeping Tom: Maybe I saved the best for last. I'd been jonesing the Peeping Tom stuff for awhile. I finally got hold of it last week and I can't let go. I put two tracks on the sampler, because you may already have heard "Mojo," which was the single/video. Peeping Tom is Mike Patton (of Faith No More, Mr. Bungle, Tomahawk, etc.) and a varied gang of contributors. The participants assembled these songs by mail.
Sampler track: "Caipirinha" (feat. Bebel Gilberto) and "Mojo" (feat. Rahzel & Dan The Automator)
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On iTunes right now: Fuck Was I from the album Batten The Hatches by Youngs, Jenny Owen
Last night was Rilo Kiley at Webster Hall. As RK shows go, this one was pretty damn disappointing. I thought they were sleepwalking through it for a while. The band was passionless until the seventh song, “The Moneymaker,” which seemed like the first song they actually wanted to play. It was followed by four more exciting ones in a row. I thought they'd hit the pocket and would stay there, but there’s something about their new music, I think, that bogged them down onstage. The band seemed to still be working out the deeper arrangements, and couldn’t get loose at all.
Some of the songs, like “Dreamworld,” actually bored me. (But it bores me on the new record, too.) "Paint's Peeling" is one of my favorites; unfortunately, last night it got lacklustered it into a Scheib job. They performed one of Jenny’s solo songs from Rabbit Fur Coat, but why did they choose “Rise Up with Fists,” a song with such smart and funny lyrical interplay between the lead and background vocals, only to neglect the support vocals altogether? It was half-assed.
With each successive time I've seen them, Rilo Kiley has become more technically sound and less... fun.
The highlights surely included the acoustic version of “With Arms Outstretched” and (as always) “I Never.” "Wires and Waves," was nice to hear; I have it on a bunch of RK boots, but couldn't remember ever personally hearing them do it live.
Here's the setlist: It's a Hit, Close Call, Portions for Foxes, Paint’s Peeling, Breaking Up, Dreamworld, The Moneymaker, Wires and Waves, Ripchord, With Arms Outstretched, A Man/Me/Then Jim, "Blacklight Loop">Silver Lining, I Never, Smoke Detector, Rise Up w/ Fists!!, Greetings in Braille, Spectacular Views. [Encore: Give a Little Love, Does He Love You?].
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On iTunes right now: Twin killers by Deerhoof
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On iTunes right now: I'm Not Satisfied from the album Cerebral Caustic by Fall, The
We've all seen video of 21-year old Andrew Meyer getting Tasered by campus police at a John Kerry event in Florida this week. Everyone's got an opinion on this one, obviously. To be fair, Meyer cut the line then refused to get off the mic. He's possessed of a damn annoying voice and comes off more cheeky than serious. Really, he seems the kind of irritating asscock we all avoided in college. He did have a legitimate question, though, even if it was delivered in a manner more reminiscent of Gus, the unhinged vagrant living under the FDR Drive.
Then the police on that campus did what panicked, angry, poorly trained cops do all the time: they violently overreacted.
(Does anyone else find it ironic that he demanded to know why Kerry didn't stand up and question the results of the 2004 election, only to painfully learn what happens when you stand up and ask uncomfortable questions?)
As I watch the video, which is on YouTube in a variety of angles and running lengths, the most appalling thing of all is the audience of college students which does nothing to stop the cops or help Meyer in any way. In all the versions I’ve seen, I've heard only one voice of dissent: that of an off-camera woman asking, “Hey, what did he do?” A few audience members actually laugh at what they’re watching and, of course, there's the obligatory handful of ignorant fuckmonkeys who get out of their seats to get a better shot on their camera phones.
This is unbelievable to me. What was wrong with those kids down there? Have they been so brainwashed, so mind-fucked by the slow erosion of their rights in the last six years that they’ve got no sense when they’re being abused? Probably.
College students are pathetic. Apathetic. They're feeding like suckbirds on cynicism's bloated carcass. What does it take for a little righteous indignation to stir their Myspace-deadened hearts into action? Maybe their wireless connectivity needs to be embargoed first. Tom Hayden was quoted somewhere saying that if this had happened in his SDS days, it would have sparked an all-out riot. My own college days weren’t nearly as incendiary as his, but I sincerely believe -- even in the Reagan 80s -- there'd have been an angry scrum in my lecture hall if a fellow student took 300kV to the central nervous system just for being an outspoken douchebag.
Stupid fucking kids. I saw that the next day they held a “protest” on campus. Ah, good... lip service. Protests are so fucking easy. You can yell a little, stand around a lot, and then shoot a lot of video of each other yelling and standing around. Protests even fit conveniently into your already frantic collegiate schedule. You can fit one in between cramming for the Sociology exam and updating your blog. You might even leave early to beat the lines for custom Wiimote faceplates. Protesting is easy. Getting off your ass to intercede is hard. It requires getting… off… your… ass.
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On iTunes right now: Shake a Leg from the album Back In Black by AC/DC
Saw the mighty Meat Puppets at the Knitting Crappery last night. It couldn't have felt any less like a reunion show. They are as tight as ever, and look and sound like they never stopped playing. Cris and new drummer Ted Marcus fell right into the pocket. Great setlist; it's obvious the brothers still have a blast playing these songs.
Tonight's the second night of two. Tickets are here.
Here's the classic "Get On Down" video (from Mirage).
For the next 48 hours or so, I'll be immersing myself in all things Meat Puppetty.
Derrick Bostrom has a weblog of his own.
Peter at Wohlers dot org maintains an invaluable site bursting over with live MP3s.
Scott Mervis did a great piece on the band in Pittsburgh Post-Gazette last week...
And followed it up with a review of their gig at Mr Small's.
If anyone finds last night's setlist, please email it to me or drop a hyperlink in the comments.
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On iTunes right now: I Just Want To Make Love To You from the album Out My Way by Meat Puppets
Alberto Gonzales wrote the 1/25/02 memo to the President stating that prisoners and detainees in our wars in Iraq and Afghanistan aren't protected by the rights of the Geneva Convention (even outlining many reasons why this was so), a decision that led directly to the physical abuses in Abu Ghraib and Constitutional abuses in Guantanamo, and indirectly fueled the insurgency. Every American military death since the so-called "Mission Accomplished" has been a result of the insurgency.
He lied to Congress about the Bush Administration's secret policy of eavesdropping on U.S. citizens without warrants.
Alberto Gonzales authorized the firing of nine U.S. Attorneys whose actions were perceived as damaging to the Republican Party, so they may be replaced with "loyal Bushies."
He has stated that "there is no express grant of habeas [corpus] in the Constitution."
Yesterday, he resigned.
Here's Bush's response:
"After months of unfair treatment that has created a harmful distraction at the Justice Department, Judge Gonzales decided to resign his position, and I accept his decision. It's sad that we live in a time when a talented and honorable person like Alberto Gonzales is impeding [sic] from doing important work because his good name was dragged through the mud for political reasons."
Ah, yes. The sad, unfair treatment of checks and balances. The trauma of due process.
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On iTunes right now: It Was Cold from the album The Crack by Ruts, The
The Department of Defense has identified 3,720 American service members who have died since the start of the Iraq war. It confirmed the deaths of the following Americans yesterday:
Edgar E. Cardenas, 34; Lilburn, Ga.; Pfc., Army; First Cavalry Division.
Adrian M. Elizalde, 30; North Bend, In.; Sgt. First Class, Army; Second Battalion, First Special Forces Group.
David A. Heringues, 36; Tampa, Fl.; Sgt. First Class, Army; 82nd Airborne Division.
Michael J. Tully, 33; Falls Creek, Pa.; Sgt. First Class, Army; Second Battalion, First Special Forces Group.
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On iTunes right now: Pink Steam from the album Rather Ripped [UK] by Sonic Youth
I did this a while back, thought I'd give it another whirl...
Stuff I'm not supposed to like, but do...
The Sounds, uncomfortable shoes, Staples (and all stationery stores), Grey Goose & Red Bull, "It's Goin' Down" (
), Countdown's substitute anchors Alison Stewart and Amy Robach, Major League Baseball's wild card system, kale, HotChicksWithDouchebags, the bus to Barnstable, the whole idea of Corey Feldman
Stuff I'm supposed to like, and do...
Yukio Mishima, Countdown with Keith Olbermann, Gore Vidal, Soupman's turkey chili, Flight of the Conchords, Van Halen's next tour, my 3-year-old climbing into our bed at 3AM, Mary-Louise Parker
Stuff I'm not supposed to like, and don't...
Televised talent competitions, Bob Murray, Dora the Explorer, U.S. military stop-loss policy, flip-flops, Perez Hilton, "the surge," evil clowns
Stuff I'm supposed to like, but don't...
Paste magazine, Talking Heads, high-waisted jeans (and the women who wear them), telephone conversations, The Corrections, sports talk radio, punctuation, iPhone, concerts at Roseland Ballroom, Ethan Hawke, selectively bred hybrid dogs, myspace, Big Love
Stuff I like the idea of, but don't really like...
Yoga, picnics, Dennis Kucinich, Barack Obama, Colbert Report, Jay-Z, "massage" parlors, You Tube Presidential Debates
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Here's this week's Friday 10. Made from the best stuff I like.
01 Tomorrow Belongs To Us - Discharge: All the early Discharge singles are perfection. I was a big fan of theirs in the early 80s, then forgot all about them for a long time, until last year when I started putting the vinyl on CDR and gathering up the CD comps. It's great stuff. This track is on the "Decontrol" EP and the Why comp.
02 You Got Too Many Boyfriends - The Equals: I'm ashamed to say that until a few months ago, all I knew about the Equals was: Eddy Grant was in the 
group, and they were responsible for "Police On My Back." Then my pal SO'C shared the Viva Equals! comp with me and set my head right in regard to this great, great band. I am a fan now, only three decades after the Equals stopped recording. Song after song after song, Viva delivers. I can't believe that "You Got Too Many Boyfriends" was a B-side.
03 Stretcher Case Baby - The Damned: Another great B-side ("Sick of Being Sick" is the A). It was on their second album, Music For Pleasure. I got this version from Skip Off School To See The Damned (The Stiff Singles A's & B's) on Demon.
04 Lose My Freedom - Go Home Productions: I've written it before; I am not a fan of mash-ups. I say, if the songs are great to begin with, who needs DJ Wicki Wicki making a novelty song out of them? But I make two exceptions to the rule. I really like what Eric Kleptone did with all the Queen tracks on Night at the Hip Hopera, and I always check out the Go Home Productions site for new material. Mark Vidler (who is GHP, I guess), created this track, which combines Devo's great "Freedom of Choice" with something by Destiny's Child.
05 Anyone Else But You - The Moldy Peaches: I bet you don't know who is the Moldy Peaches' biggest fan. I'll give you one guess. Go ahead. Wrong! It's this dude Matt, with whom I once shared an office. Strange guy. Nice guy. Matt was entirely into his own thing and that was that. But oh, the memories! The room we shared was larger than most offices, and there were lots of us in there, too. Sometimes as many as six people. It was a quote-Writer's Room-unquote. Which meant that the Powers That Be threw us all in there together, hoping we'd "bounce ideas off each other" and all the ridiculous stuff people who don't write think writers do when they sit shoulder to shoulder. Anyway, Matt, for as well as any of the rest of us could get to know him, had three main interests. First, there was (were) the Moldy Peaches. Twice a week he'd ask the room, "Do you guys want to listen to the Moldy Peaches?" And one of us would invariably say, "No, because they suck." (We liked him, but sometimes treated him as if he was Donny from Big Lebowski. Because he sort of was.) The second of his life's loves was yoga. Not regular yoga. Matt was into the Bikram type, where you go and do your moves and poses in a hellish Saharan hotbox while every liquid in your system exudes from your pores. Sweat? Of course. Salts? Sure. Plus possibly blood, butter, baking grease, K-Y, Gravy Master, crotch jam, old eggnog, and other multiphasic compounds, all settling back onto the skin and into the fibers of one's clothing. Like Matt's. I knew this (we all knew it), because he'd abstain from a post-Bikram shower in order to get back to our writer's room. He'd stride in, his body shining, with a towel hung rakishly from his neck and a hot breeze of moldy ass trailing his steps. By late afternoon, our shared workspace smelled like someone had shit out a book on how to throw up.
The third thing that seemed to make Matt happy was eating smelly lunches. Which he indulged in as soon as he got back from yoga.
But anyway, now there's an actual Moldies song I like. It's this one, from the Murderball soundtrack. Cheers, Matt.
06 Sonny's Burning - The Birthday Party: My favorite Birthday Party song. I can say, without fear of hyperbole, that the first six syllables of this track comprise the best opening lyric in the history of music, in this or any other universe. If you read this site regularly, you're familiar with the Birthday Party -- ancestors of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. I come back to their music often, and I usually hear things differently each time. I have to guess that bands like Jesus and Mary Chain and Dino Jr probably bumped into their share of BP records during their formative years. "Sonny's Burning" is from the Mutiny EP.
07 Hiromi - Squatweiler: If you've never heard this song, I hope it blows you away when you hear it. This is a great, great North Carolina band that deserves a lot more attention. I hope you track down every last morsel they've ever recorded. Maybe you'll start with New Motherstamper, which contains "Hiromi." Motherstamper is the band's third record, but their first after bassist Stacey Matarrese took over the vocals. Throttled the vocals.
08 Give Up The Funk - Parliament: It was just this past Tuesday when Burning Dervish told us "Give Up The Funk" would be his entrance music as he stepped into the batter's box at Yankee Stadium. And here it is on the very next F10.
How cool it was to grow up hearing Parliament, Stevie Wonder, Earth Wind & Fire, and Rufus on the radio all the time. I didn't realize how blessed I was. "Give Up The Funk" aka "Tear the Roof Off The Sucker" is from the classic Mothership Connection record. The Parliament/Funkadelic collective released 19 or 20 albums -- high-quality albums -- between 1970 and 1981. Think about that for a second. You think Ryan Adams is prolific? You think Steven Tyler did a lot of coke? In the 70s, George Clinton could fuel a 747 with a cup of his urine.
09 What Makes You Happy (L) - Liz Phair: I burned this off television program I'd recorded called Sessions at West 54th Street. I've forgotten most of the details about the series, but I copped some good performances from the show onto CDR. I have Phair, Sinéad O'Connor, Ben Folds Five, Beck, and a couple others. I like this song a lot. The version on whitechocolatespaceegg is one of my favorites of hers. It's got the great lines "I feel the sun on my neck / I smell the earth in my skin / I see the sky above me like a full recovery."
10 King's Lead Hat - Eno: The title is an anagram for "Talking Heads." The story that gets passed down through generations of Eno fans and scholars is that he hoped to record it with DByrne and the rest, but it never came to be. Soon after this album, Before and After Science, was released, the Man Himself collaborated with Talking Heads on a few albums. I don't know all of them, but the one TH album I actually like is among them. Getting back to Eno -- the Man Himself -- for a second, I think his reputation as an experimentalist might turn some people away. I'm sure plenty of folks hear "art rock" or "ambient music" and think, "Fuck that! Where are my Stooges records?!" Luckily, TMH's recorded output is as varied as the day is long, the summer is hot, and Dick Cheney is evil. There's plenty in his rewarding canon for everybody; dig in! October is just around the corner, and for me that means lots of Here Come The Warm Jets. His music is good for anytime, but there's something carried on a crisp fall breeze that tells me it's time listen to more Eno. (I have "October music;" I'll explain another time.)
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Tag, you're it. Set your mp3 player, digital jukebox, or Roomba to "shuffle all songs." Hear 10 songs randomly selected for you by the machine. Share them with us in the comments section below.
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Hear it for yourself. CLINK THIS LINK to download this week's Sticking Point Friday 10.
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Here's "Silver Lining," the second video from Rilo Kiley's Under The Blacklight. That lick at the beginning reminds me of Cowboy Junkies' "Anniversary Song," which itself reminded me of the Mad About You theme.
Under The Blacklight:
I disliked it at first.
I like it quite a bit now.
My hunch is I won't listen to it very much after another couple months or so.
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If there's a Friday 10 tomorrow -- and I believe I could probably hammer one out early in the AM -- I'm going to try something different. Think of it as "added value." See you here tomorrow.
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On iTunes right now: Lucille (Live) from the album Live At The Cafe Au Go-Go (And Soledad Prison) by Hooker, John Lee
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