Radio Free Jezebel

I cue this one up for Pat in his tobacco-less agony, if it is as such.

Oh, and I sympathize if that is the case. Chew some melons, leather, berries, something if that is the case, you addict. ;)

I did that already. Wasn't much fun.

OK. I am here cheating and using things (big-time dork music, uh like) I know. I also know (well, assume) TRM won't know these links. But, hey, they're basically easy links to discover though, and the Internet is globally wise. So. Let's go from The Beatles to the Rolling Stones, what say?
Q Effin' D, people. Thissis way logical.

As life was meant to be.
 
Angeline said:
OMFG! You're a Main-ah monkey! Here. Have a whoopie pie and a Moxie. Wicked good, eh?

I feel like I should meet you On Golden Pond.

There's no way to spell that to get the right pronunciation, but that's close to the way my Uncle Alden said it.
It's almost like you gulp it rather than say it
:rolleyes:


My mom makes the best whoopee pies
The cake sticks to your fingers and the inside is a marshmallow/ vanilla frosting thing
she always makes a double batch when she comes here because people start hiding them to take home

My Nana drank Moxie every day.
Swore it was a health tonic ( which is probably why most people up here used to call soda " tonic)
I could only drink it with a big scoop of ice cream in it to off set the bitterness
there's my little down east homey shit for the day
:D
 
Tathagata said:
There's no way to spell that to get the right pronunciation, but that's close to the way my Uncle Alden said it.
It's almost like you gulp it rather than say it
:rolleyes:


My mom makes the best whoopee pies
The cake sticks to your fingers and the inside is a marshmallow/ vanilla frosting thing
she always makes a double batch when she comes here because people start hiding them to take home

My Nana drank Moxie every day.
Swore it was a health tonic ( which is probably why most people up here used to call soda " tonic)
I could only drink it with a big scoop of ice cream in it to off set the bitterness
there's my little down east homey shit for the day
:D

Did you check the guy in the Moxie clip? That a true Maine-ah. ee's youngest had a crossing guard at his school who sounded like that (in an ill-tempered sort of way). His name was Maynard. May-nuhd the Maine-ah.

One of my students shamed me into trying Moxie. That is some foul stuff. Of course I only tried it once. :)
 
Plink.

If music be the groove of love, mash on.
  • Death Cab for Cutie: Soul Meets Body. Boys from Bellingham. Ben is so cute.
  • Quicksilver Messenger Service: All I Ever Wanted to Do, from Monterey Pop. Dated, of course. Johnny Cipollina, God rest his soul, is number 32 on the Rolling Stone "Greatest Guitarists" list. Lots of tremolo. SG, too. Just sayin'.
  • MxPx: Everything Sucks (When You're Gone). Bremerton. You guys don't even know what I'm talking about, do you?
  • Public Image Ltd: Flowers of Romance. Truncated. Just as well. FYI: Don't look up a current picture. He's like all of us. Keep your 70s ones.
  • Roy Orbison: Oh Pretty Woman. Yes, in fact, I have done this one before. I really miss Roy. Guy was, like, awesome.
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Some artists i've been cruising on - countryish to rockish

Bright Eyes, "Classic Cars"

Ryan Adams, "Oh, My Sweet Carolina"

Feist, "Mushaboom"

Mute Math, "Chaos" (Footage from the Flesh And Bones Electric Fun DVD. WHICH IS AWESOME.)

Southside Johnny (With Bruce Springsteen), "The Fever"

Oh, hell. One more from the boss. 'I'm On Fire'

And some ridiculous-awesome:

Two from, "Streets of Fire" ('84):

Tonight is What it Means to be Young

Nowhere Fast - Willem DaFoe = the CREEPIEST GREASER, EV.ER.



~R
Gaaaawdspeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed......
 
DeepAsleep said:
Bright Eyes, "Classic Cars"

Ryan Adams, "Oh, My Sweet Carolina"

Feist, "Mushaboom"

Mute Math, "Chaos" (Footage from the Flesh And Bones Electric Fun DVD. WHICH IS AWESOME.)

Southside Johnny (With Bruce Springsteen), "The Fever"

Oh, hell. One more from the boss. 'I'm On Fire'

And some ridiculous-awesome:

Two from, "Streets of Fire" ('84):

Tonight is What it Means to be Young

Nowhere Fast - Willem DaFoe = the CREEPIEST GREASER, EV.ER.



~R
Gaaaawdspeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed......

I lovvvvve The Fever. I saw Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes years age. He's my home boy. :)

I want to add For You. One of my favorite lyrics ever from one of my favorite albums ever, Greetings From Asbury Park. I'd follow Bruce anywhere if he sang this to me.

For You
(Bruce Springsteen)

Princess cards she sends me with her regards
Whoa, barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted
Oh, but you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too

I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
And your cloud line urges me, oh and my electric surges free

Whoa, crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
Oh, reveal yourself all now to me girl while you've got the strength to speak
Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now if only you could ask
Whoa, and don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony face and your union jack
Well take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound
Alright

And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god

You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
Yeah, that ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leach
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you, left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores? And you should know that's true

I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency
And your cloud line urges me, oh and my electric surges free
 
Angeline said:
I lovvvvve The Fever. I saw Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes years age. He's my home boy. :)
Yeah, it's good. But it is not Miss Peggy Lee.

Nor, I suppose, is it intended to be. Different song & all.

Still.... :rolleyes:
 
DeepAsleep said:
Oh, hell. One more from the boss. 'I'm On Fire'
Bruce always strikes me as the perfect non-rockstar rockstar. And this is the perfect vid for it. He is a working man, even if he's worth zillions.

I mean, think about it. He drifts Julianne Phillips for Joisey girl Patti Scialfa. Attractive, yes. But no movie star.

Some people have their head on straight. Or semi-straight, at least.

Plus, the guy can sing, y'know.
 
Tzara said:
Yeah, it's good. But it is not Miss Peggy Lee.

Nor, I suppose, is it intended to be. Different song & all.

Still.... :rolleyes:

Peggy is looking very classy in those photos.

But, for me, Billie is number one. Listen to her singing Blue Moon. She makes that song a revelation (as does her band). Hands down, best version of that song ever (although Cowboy Junkies version is pretty amazing, too).

She was just amazing. Here's One for the Road.
 
DeepAsleep said:
And some ridiculous-awesome:

Two from, "Streets of Fire" ('84):

Tonight is What it Means to be Young

Nowhere Fast - Willem DaFoe = the CREEPIEST GREASER, EV.ER.
My God! It's full of stars!

Well, maybe not. But, hey! It's a Michael Paré sighting! I love Michael Paré! He's the star in two of my favorite I-don't-want-to-admit-this-to-anyone-else movies: The Philadelphia Experiment and Eddie and the Cruisers. Awesome stuff. I think I know what tonight's popcorn movie will be.

Enjoy.
 
Angeline said:
Peggy is looking very classy in those photos.

But, for me, Billie is number one. Listen to her singing Blue Moon. She makes that song a revelation (as does her band). Hands down, best version of that song ever (although Cowboy Junkies version is pretty amazing, too).

She was just amazing. Here's One for the Road.
Well, as you know, we don't disagree a lot about jazz. Billie was wonderful. You listen to her do a song and you want to smack our current "divas" who want to twist and string a song into some self-centered travelogue of their vocal range. And shake their surgically altered butts while they do it.

Geez.

But my all-time fave female jazz vocalist is probably the octave-limited, girlish, wonderful Blossom Dearie.

But, you know, Billie could sing too.

Oh. And I am all over Margo Timmins, Seconal-drenched though she is.
 
Tzara said:
Well, as you know, we don't disagree a lot about jazz. Billie was wonderful. You listen to her do a song and you want to smack our current "divas" who want to twist and string a song into some self-centered travelogue of their vocal range. And shake their surgically altered butts while they do it.

Geez.

But my all-time fave female jazz vocalist is probably the octave-limited, girlish, wonderful Blossom Dearie.

But, you know, Billie could sing too.

Oh. And I am all over Margo Timmins, Seconal-drenched though she is.

I discovered Blossom some years back following the musical career of the drummer Papa Jo Jones (about whom I wrote Too Marvelous for Words) who recorded a few albums with her. She was lily white and girly, but my she could swing.

I love Ella as much as Billie. They're almost like two sides of the same coin to me: Ella's day to Billie's night. Most people remember her now for A-Tisket A-Tasket or the swinging and scatting, like in this impeccable version of April in Paris from a 1957 Jazz at the Philharmonic concert (which I'd have given my left arm to see). But her recordings of the Great American Songbooks (Gershwin, Cole Porter, Hal Arlen, etc.) are little oft-forgotten treasures. Stuff like this. I once heard an interview with Mel Torme where he said that in all the years he listened to Ella, he never heard her miss a note. She could be the textbook definition for God-given talent.

:rose:
 
Angeline said:
I discovered Blossom some years back following the musical career of the drummer Papa Jo Jones (about whom I wrote Too Marvelous for Words) who recorded a few albums with her. She was lily white and girly, but my she could swing.

I love Ella as much as Billie. They're almost like two sides of the same coin to me: Ella's day to Billie's night. Most people remember her now for A-Tisket A-Tasket or the swinging and scatting, like in this impeccable version of April in Paris from a 1957 Jazz at the Philharmonic concert (which I'd have given my left arm to see). But her recordings of the Great American Songbooks (Gershwin, Cole Porter, Hal Arlen, etc.) are little oft-forgotten treasures. Stuff like this. I once heard an interview with Mel Torme where he said that in all the years he listened to Ella, he never heard her miss a note. She could be the textbook definition for God-given talent.

:rose:
I almost mentioned Ella on my previous post. I think if you look up "jazz singer" in the encyclopedia, it's probably Ella's picture next to the article.

George's aunt was pretty darn good, too, and is often overlooked. She had an awesome voice and great style.
 
Tzara said:
I almost mentioned Ella on my previous post. I think if you look up "jazz singer" in the encyclopedia, it's probably Ella's picture next to the article.

George's aunt was pretty darn good, too, and is often overlooked. She had an awesome voice and great style.
Yeah, yeah. Quoting myself again.

One (or three) more: Patty, Maxene, and LaVerne.

If this isn't jazz, at least it, like, rocks.
 
Tzara said:
Well, as you know, we don't disagree a lot about jazz. Billie was wonderful. You listen to her do a song and you want to smack our current "divas" who want to twist and string a song into some self-centered travelogue of their vocal range. And shake their surgically altered butts while they do it.

Geez.

But my all-time fave female jazz vocalist is probably the octave-limited, girlish, wonderful Blossom Dearie.

But, you know, Billie could sing too.

Oh. And I am all over Margo Timmins, Seconal-drenched though she is.

Julie. London.
 
hrmph. strange voices.

Glassjaw, "Ape Dos Mil" You'll either love this or hate it. Most people don't fall in between - lead singer's voice (Oh, Mr. Palumbo..) is a little weird. Bonus: Reference to Planet of the Apes.

Glassjaw, "The Gillette Cavalcade of Sports" The ending makes this one.


Head Automatica, "Beating Hearts Baby" Same singer, different band. Awesome pop song.

Mindless Self Indulgence, "Shut Me Up" Bonus: Directed by the writer/artist of Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, Jhonen Vasquez.

Mindless Self Indulgence, "Pussy All Night"

The Mars Volta, "L'via L'Viaquez"

The Mars Volta, "The Widow" Bonus: Lead singer looks like Frodo Baggins.

And I'm done, tonight.

~R
"What's Taters, precious?"
 
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