13 posts tagged “fab song”
This song makes me think of my treasured family sing-a-longs, and also makes me think that if my brother and I get this one down pat, it could be added to the family playlist.
Oh that Sarah Harmer. Seriously, I love her. Love her voice, her words, her style, her everything. I love how she says, what I want to say, but unfortunately, am not eloquent enough to do so. I love that she can make me cry out of nowhere as I'm driving home from the grocery store or work, letting me just get it all out, so I can get on with my day.
Last night, when I came home from the bar in a less than stellar mood, Radiohead smartened me up by telling me that nobody is against me, I "do it to myself, just me, and that's what really hurts", well I mentally slapped myself back to reality, and went to bed.
For keeping my beer soaked, depressing thoughts on the level, Radiohead's "Just" is fab song, number eleven. Oh, and of course, the video fucking rocks.
I didn't think too much about it though, until I was driving home from work tonight, and this song came on the stereo. I have heard this song about a thousand times, and until today, it didn't click in my head, that it's a dirty little ditty.
So, damn you, Jason Collett, now all you've got me thinking of is the nookie, so I think it's only fair that you get over here and do something about it! :)
I have seen The Tragically Hip play a bazillion and one times. Even so, I am a little bummed that I am not going to their show here in January, and have been listening to them a bit more than I usually would over the past couple days.
I never spent much time listening to their album "In Violet Light" when it came out, and brought it out last night, to give it a proper listen. "Leave" really caught my attention, with it's bluesy, groovy beat that made me want to shake my hips a bit. Of course, the lyrics got me too, which is why I am including them here:
'Do you mean the attack is routine?' a bird asked of a bird
'In this context, a concave nest, how do we learn to hurt?'
'Do you mean there's no variation?' Watching a dog charge a flock of birds
Exploding in congregation
'Why plan; when we stop?
I dunno....but why suppose it's not the way it should be? when you can fly above the great waiting list,
as the grow inplies;
we won't be missed,
we can leave
It's a routine flight for this bird tonight
there's more worms than earth in the Afterlife
where the blind feed the blind, whispering things like; 'On the money' and 'Bullseye'
she picks up the little leaves where human wrecks are left to seed
left to repaint their deities and plaster away at their villainies
where there's love there's hope
'and do you hope those earthbound poets
could learn to sing as good as us?
so we can sit back and enjoy our illusions and our quietus?'
'Well I don't know....but why suppose it's not the way it should be?
when you can squawk and wait for word from above
and change yourself into something you love
when you leave
No sooner had the thought crossed my mind, when this song came on the stereo, and immediately changed my way of thinking.
Although it didn't exactly apply to my current situation, it made me think that maybe one day it could, and if I just stuck with life, I'd have the chance. Heck, maybe I could even write my own similar story one day.
Thanks Jack, you saved my sanity today, when no one else could.
Since I am going to miss the New Pornographers concert tonight, due to lack of funds in my bank account, I thought I'd choose one of my favorite songs of theirs for this here Fab Song #7.
"Streets of Fire" was originally recorded by the Destroyers, but I've gotta say, I like the Pornographers version much better. Maybe it's because I have a huge crush on Neko Case.
Go on, give it a listen.
The only thing I love more than a Hayden song, is an angry Hayden song. There is nothing this little man can do wrong, musically speaking, when he's in a bit of a mood.
In this day and age, with the airwaves being filled with generic soft rock, and "Oh my god, my middle class life sucks soooo bad" emo, among other genres, you just don't hear as many straight up rock and roll songs as you once did.
"On the Hood", is just that. Straight up, guitar driven, Canadian rock. The first time I heard it, I got the impression that Matt Mays and El Torpedo spent a good chunk of their youth, picking up chicks in their fathers' classic cars, driving down backroads, drinking beer, and listening to AM Radio, just waiting for the "Saturday Night Polka Party" to end, so they might get the chance to hear a song they could actually rock out to. Or that's what we did anyways. :)
This little ditty,makes them sound like the kids I grew up with, and for letting me have a four minutes and 56 seconds of nostalgia once in awhile, they get to be Fab Song numero five.
Click the link to play the Matt Mays and El Torpedo video game.
It's not everyday, that I hear a song that makes me want to grab a stranger, and stroll out onto the dance floor, for some good ol' eighth grade-style slow dancing. To be honest, I've never been much of a slow dancer anyways, I just don't have the attention span. I'd much rather jump around a little, and do the running man at inappropriate times.
However, every couple of weeks, if I am lucky enough to have the energy to be at The Pub for the last dance of the evening, my favorite DJ throws on "Jesus, etc.", before he kicks our arses out onto the street. If need be,and there is no dance partner to be found, I just twirl around in a dream-like state all by myself, which probably makes me look foolish, but I can't help it, since this is just an absolute gem of a song.
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