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Iggy Azalea - Last $ong (Raak Remix)
He took a dope track and turned it into something you can ride to. Wow.
while an intense love for smashing pumpkins helped me realize that other people felt lonely and weird, the beastie boys showed that being weird (and by extension being yourself) wasn’t something to ever feel bad about. it was something you should cherish and exploit.
something in my veins bloodier than blood : while it’s difficult to say this definitively, i…
RIP MCA.
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I’m not gonna front and act like I have this strong love of the Beastie Boys like everyone else. Not because I’m bad, I just didn’t get into them like that…and tended to like their 90s resurgent releases. But I’ve always respected their place and unique space in hip-hop lore. I’m glad there are people out there making it known why they care, because sometimes when you know something matters and can’t put it into words…it’s good to have people you respect who can.
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A Lana Del Rey cover - Million Dollar Man
I hadn’t heard of this Alice Jemima person until a few minutes ago. But I like what I hear…
It’s the same thing with rap. This thing is fierce, and it can be all fun, or it can be life and death, because we all witness how words can form to create drama. You’ve really got to realize that words are the most powerful thing in the world. I mean a singer may put 20 words in eight bars. A rapper may put 140 words in eight bars so it’s a lot being said. A lot of words have a lot of weight in them.
A Swedish Love Story
There was a movie filmed in 1970 called A Swedish Love Story that became a sort of underground cult hit because of its straight-forward storytelling and honest imagery. It was subsequently copied in a Vice Fashion editorial and written about in essays the world over. The film follows two smokin’ (both literally and figuratively) Swedish teens named Annika and Pär. Rich city girl and poor country boy meet and are both too shy to communicate their feelings for each other. The styling. Oh!The styling. Only naturally with it being 1970 in Sweden, the outfits are miraculous and so raw. Everyone wears heavy knits and smooth leather jackets and cruises around on their mopeds with the wind in their hair. They ride life straight to perfect laughter. Brb, moving to Sweden. In one part of the movie Annika’s family goes to Pär’s family’s house for dinner and everyone gets a cool party hat and lobster bib. Genius. Scroll down.This is the part of the movie where Pär is obsessed with Annika after first glancing her Swedish bone structure at a gathering of both their families at some elderly home. So he stalks her back to her house and her Bob Dylan doppelgänger friend tells him to go away with his posse of scarf-sporting Swedish friends. Killin’ it with the near unibrow, Bob.
Near the end of the film, Pär and Annika cozy up in heavy knitted sweaters to avoid the biting Swedish misty mist.
Can we just take a minute to appreciate this Coke can? Oh, and his outfit is pretty simply put, awesome. Just going to put that into the bank of possibilities next time I go thrifting.
Red collar poking out remind you of something? Way to hide your sources Miu Miu. Exact. Same. Shape. Irwin Barbésplices parts of the movie into an awesome music video for Thieves Like Us.
Dear future house, please allow for a desk full of found objects and Wayne’s World-esque gun rack for my guns and the occasional brass instrument.
Subtlety in its sincerest form. Cover up that hoe skirt with a leather jacket. You just went from slut to sexpot. This is the part where after acting like an asshole and ignoring Annika, Pär casually mopeds away leaving her in the dust with her chasing after him begging for his member. He comes back a minute later to have a hot makeout session in the baseball diamond.
Hold me, like the River Jordan.
This is beautiful. Not that I like seeing girls cry or nothin’.
Those burgundy faded jeans and brown leather coat that I imagine would be made out of cow hide. You know, like the same material they make assless chaps with? Why does nobody use that stuff anymore.
The only advice worth taking into account and the best advice you’ll EVERreceive.
This is the party where they all get lobster bibs. And Annika’s dad shows up late and wonders why Pär’s family doesn’t have a working fridge. Their excuse? They have a cold basement and they just catch dinner in the lake nearby. Take that you city mongering shyster. Does this not look like the party of a lifetime? It’s like when we all use to reserve the McDonald’s party room, but with glowing lanterns in the outdoors with the 40+ crowd. Makes me want to go camping.
Pär’s house in the woods, better known as my future country home.
Probably the best part of the movie. Annika’s dad, John (pronounced Yawn — this is Sweden, remember) goes crazy after the mini fridge he brings doesn’t work and goes stomping into the forest on a Where The Wild Things Are inspired rumpus rampage shouting about how he won’t allow Annika to become a country bumpkin and that she will grow up Rich! Rich! Rich!
This is John (Yawn). I thought he had cool glasses. He also beats his wife and plays the piano.
If anything is to be learnt from this movie, it’s that simplicity is beautiful, Sweden is beautiful, youth is beautiful, and that we can accomplish anything. But accomplishing stuff is much easier when you look good while riding your moped.g
Scott From NY: Where Did Punk Rock Start?
After watching a poorly-executed British-backed Velvet Underground documentary this weekend (which noticeably excluded interviews with Lou Reed and John Cale), I was kind of sick of hearing that the Velvets started punk rock for 90 straight minutes. It’s basically true. Around the breakup of the…
On Sharon Van Etten
It serves me right that the first time I ever leave a show before the encore (it was at least 12:30 on a Sunday Night, but really, there’s no excuse) Sharon Van Etten decides to play “Love Her Was Easier.” There’s nothing revelatory in the performance other than the fact that she’s playing the song in the first place. The Kristofferson tune serves as a brave counterargument to the tight collection of songs on Tramp, an album that suggests that “loving her” can and should always be anything but easy.
If there’s any song, though, to lead into “Loving Her Was Easier” it would be “All I Can,” which Van Etten played to lead off the encore (the other main reason I’ll never again leave a show before it’s over). Loving wasn’t easy for the singer in “All I Can,” but that’s the point. It’s a song about looking back and wishing it had been easier, wishing it had been even possible, and trying to move on but also trying to understand why the “love overdue” is still just that: overdue.
Both “All I Can” and “Loving Her Was Easier” are mostly about time. Both songs are about someone clearly unable to look forward and “free the size of the past,” though the singer in “All I Can” seems to be trying an awful lot harder than in “Loving Her Was Easier.” Instead, in Kristofferson’s song, the only way to access the future is to look back to a time when you didn’t have to look back anymore.
And that’s why “Loving Her Was Easier,” which should really be called “Remembering Her Was Easier,” is such a perverse song to play after “All I Can,” as if all those good intentions to start anew are some sort of silly joke, because to remember that time when you didn’t have to remember a time, when you were wiped “of the traces of the people and the places that you’ve been,” is what “All I Can” is fighting so hard against, it’s what the singer hopes she won’t end up doing in the end, though she knows it may be inevitable. She does say, after all, that we all make mistakes.
Just a One Time Thing: Habits & Contradictions (Review)
To me, a good album is one that speaks perfectly of the artist’s world at that time. It goes beyond any technical prowess more commonly lauded in other genres of music (“Dope guitar solo,” etc.). I think it’s the same reason people cling to “break-up” albums, like everyone seemed to do with
