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365-63: blow it to hell and gone

to blow it to hell and gone

Day 63 of 365: a year in songs and photos

Song: Soundgarden, Blow Up The Outside World

Frustrated, tired, etc. Too many idiots on the road, too many "not my job" people at work, too much to do, not enough hours.

Sometimes I just want to cocoon up in my house and stay in my pajamas, playing video games, watching cartoons and eating huge bowls of sugared cereal for weeks and weeks.

Of course, I’d really get bored after about two days of that. Maybe three.

So I had all these blog posts ready (in my head); a year in review kind of thing, a “what i plan to accomplish in 2008” thing, an answer to Ilyka’s tag….I started them all and never finished them. I only did this photo thing tonight half heartedly. I go through phases, creatively. This is definitely a down phase.

I’m gonna go eat a bowl of Froot Loops for dinner and watch the Knicks play a game of mediocrity against the Kings. Our ideas of relaxation may differ.


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300 bands, 300 songs (72-75)

I just might make my goal of 100 by the end of this weekend.

72. Soundgarden – Drawing Flies
Badmotorfinger is the last Soundgarden album in which Chris Cornell had balls. I’m not saying I don’t like their last two efforts, but something happened to Chris between this album and Superunknown. Maybe what happened was they left Sub Pop for a Major Label.

This song is full out intensity from start to finish, a perfect “god damn I am so pissed off right now” song that makes you take all the negative, pent up energy you have and force it out while pounding your fists on your steering wheel to lines like sitting here like uninvited company
/wallowing in my own obscenities/I share a cigarette with negativity. It’s one of those songs you don’t have to be angry to sing, you just live vicariously through it for the moment because the music demands it.

73. Cream – White Room
A lot of people dismiss the lyrics as nonsense, but if you look at them written it, the song is really pure poetry set to music. Reading them as a poem, not lyrics, lets you see them in a different light (at least this is what I told my 9th grade English teacher when I did a presentation on the song). Now, put that all to what is Clapton’s finest guitar work, add perfect drumming by Ginger Baker, a melodic reading of the lyrics by Bruce, punctuated with bursts of falsetto, and you have what may be the most perfect rock song ever.

74. Alice in Chains – Down in a Hole
The version from Unplugged. Never fails to blow me away. Such a depressing song, yet so pretty in a lot of ways. It brings back that sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know everything is going to hell and you can’t stop it. And when you watch the video on this one, you look at the beginning of the end of Layne Staley and it makes it all that much sadder. Watching the video now, something I haven’t done in a while, it kind of hits home in a really uncomfortable way for me in regards to things that happened within my family in the past year. But I still listen to it. Great songs make you feel something when you listen to them. It’s not always something good.

75. Sex Pistols – Pretty Vacant
The Sex Pistols were the original boy band. Manufactured for maximum attention whoring potential by Malcom McClaren, the band really had nothing to offer, talent wise. But they blew up and to this day people define punk rock by the Pistols. Which is really a shame. That’s not to say I don’t like a few of their songs, but let’s face it, they sucked. Pretty Vacant pretty much sums up what the Sex Pistols were all about.

That’s all I have time for this morning. I’m going to have to put together at least 15 tonight if I want to get to 100 this weekend. So before I leave for work I’ll do one of those “list your favorite songs” posts for bands I need to get to in the next two days.

Also, maybe tonight, I’ll make a list of suggested artists I haven’t gotten to yet, as well as a list of the songs I have done so far (just a plain list without the annotations).

Meanwhile, as always, more band/artist suggestions welcome.

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cock blocking the rock block

This has been bothering me since I was about ten years old. I need to get it off my chest.

It’s not a BIG thing, it’s not a life-affecting thing. It’s just a…thing.

cornell.jpgK-Rock is having one of those rock block parties this weekend. Three songs in a row by your favorite artist! WOW! Ok, so I am easily excited. And yes, I still listen to the old fashioned kind of radio. The kind you don’t have to pay for. Which sucked a bit for the past year or so (I had XM before that, but the XM thingie broke and I never got it fixed and I felt vaguely guilty for paying 200 dollars a year to listen to music that I had in my CD collection anyhow), as the only two rock stations in New York played a daily combination of Stairway to Heaven and Freebird. But K-Rock switched from talk back to rock two weeks ago, so I put my mix CDs away and decided to enjoy free radio again. Which is nice, except for when they play Nickelback.

Anyhow. The rock block party thing.

This is something every radio station that does block parties takes part in. The Cheat. Yesterday, they played Soundgarden’s Black Hole Sun. I thought, kick ass, two more Soundgarden songs coming up! But no. No. My hopes from something off Badmotorfinger were dashed when they played Say Hello To Heaven. Which is not a Soundgarden song. It’s a Temple of the Dog song. Which has Chris Cornell in common with Soundgarden, but it is NOT Soundgarden.

Following me here?

I consider that cheating. And lazy. I mean, if you wanted to do a Chris Cornell block, you should play three Chris Cornell solo songs. And nobody wants to hear that shit. Playing Soundgarden, TotD and Audioslave is not a rock block of any kind in my mind. It would be like playing a Led Zeppelin block but including something from The Firm and something from the Honeydrippers. Who the hell wants that? No one I know.

I told you this wasn’t a big thing. But I’ve been holding this rant in for thirty years. Well, I’ve said it out loud, but to myself in the car while I’m pointing at the radio and throwing in some colorful words to describe the lazy ass DJ. I just thought I’d share.

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