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Hole’s “Live Through This” Helped Me Live Through This (by Amy Berkowitz)

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Some people drink a cup of chamomile tea to fall asleep. Some count sheep. Others rely on a boring book or the soothing sounds of a white noise machine. But me? The summer before I turned 13, there was only one thing that calmed my mind at night: listening to Hole’s Live Through This on my Walkman.

On more than a few occasions, I fell asleep wearing headphones, listening to Courtney Love’s aggressive guitar and angry lyrics. I needed to hear someone else screaming about the same injustices that made me want to scream. If Hole could rage against sexism and conformity and the ludicrous claims that culture makes on women’s bodies, then I could take a break from it, at least long enough to sleep.

Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep. That’s a line from “Jennifer’s Body,” and sung soft and low, it’s the closest the album comes to a lullaby – if only it weren’t couched between hoarsely screamed verses and the machine-gun drumming and cymbal crashes that end the song. Live Through This is known for its “loud-quiet-loud” dynamic, and it plays with tempo in a similar way (“slow-fast-slow”). These sudden changes in volume and speed are among the many reasons why it’s a strange album to fall asleep to.

But then again, summer camp was a strange place. I lived in a cabin with nine other girls, and in those close quarters, anxiety and shame about our bodies hung in the air like bug spray. “You’re lucky,” my bunkmates would say, “you’re so skinny.” I didn’t think of myself as skinny or fat. I mostly thought of my body in terms of what it did, not how it was looked at.

Some of the meanest girls at camp were thin, and some of the nice girls were bigger. And of course, the mean girls would give the fat girls shit about their weight. Although I wasn’t heavy, I got shit, too: I was weird – I daydreamed all the time, didn’t have crushes on the popular guys, wasn’t in any hurry to start shaving my legs.

Live Through This was jarring and abrasive, sure – but it was also familiar. I’d listened to it countless times, and the intimacy was comforting. The cassette had been a birthday present from my friend Sara, the autumn before I brought it to camp with me. She knew I’d be happy to have my own copy, because we’d already spent hours listening to the tape in her room. After school, we practiced maximizing its cathartic potential, sitting on the floor by the stereo and rewinding over and over and over to the part in “I Think That I Would Die” when Love screams FUCK! YOU! 

FUCK! YOU!

FUCK! YOU! 

FUCK! YOU!

It felt good.

We didn’t know what the song was supposed to mean, but the lyrics were clearly about asserting ownership, then lashing out when that ownership is threatened. You can tell that without even hearing the words – just from the shattering violence of the clash between the moments of silence and the wonderful scream that follows.

It’s… [quiet guitar] Not… [same quiet guitar] Yours… [same quiet guitar] and then the FUCK! YOU!

Sometime between 1994 and now, I learned that Love temporarily lost custody of her daughter when she was two weeks old, and it makes sense that “I Think That I Would Die” was written about that traumatic experience.

But that didn’t matter to me and Sara. As we sat in her room, rewinding and rewinding and relishing the abandon of our favorite part of the tape, we were learning how to scream “fuck you.”

All 12-year-old girls have to learn how to scream “fuck you.”

Sara got her period before I did. I remember the package of Always pads that appeared next to her dollhouse one day. I remember she didn’t like to talk about it much. I remember boys making fun of her when they saw the pale green plastic of a pad wrapper sticking out of her back pocket. This was a signal. This was starting. Our bodies were not going to be our own anymore. They were becoming public; they could be commented upon, judged, held to sick standards; they could signify sex and whatever else, whether or not we wanted them to.

One of the main themes of Live Through This is the objectification of the female body: I am doll parts / Bad skin, doll hearts. 

Something the girls at camp understood better than I did was that women are required to be thin. No matter how many YM articles I read about “Skirts for Every Body Type!” where “pear-shaped” readers were perkily assured that there were “options” to “camouflage” their hips and thighs, I maintained some amount of immunity to the poison of this body shaming.

But even though the angst I had about my own body was minimal, I felt an overwhelming sense of outrage at the injustice of this requirement. How it made my best friend at camp anorexic, how it made the other girls in our cabin waste time worrying about the calories in pizza, how it made someone (we never found out who) vomit into Diet Pepsi bottles and hide them on the dusty shelves above our cubbies.

Nobody talked about the Diet Pepsi bottles. Nobody talked about eating disorders. Nobody questioned how damaging these standards of “beauty” were. Well, nobody except for Courtney Love, who knew just how fucked up it was: They say I’m plump, but I throw up all the time (“Plump”). Be a model or just look like one (“Asking for It”). Anorexic magazines / It smells like girl, it smells like girl (“She Walks on Me”).

The cover of Live Through This shows a beauty queen in a tiara, caught in the camera flash, clutching a bouquet of flowers. Contrast this with the image in the cassette insert: a picture of a young girl in a flannel shirt, standing barefoot on a gravel road (a family photo of Love at age 8).

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The first time I opened the cassette and saw that photo, I was startled to see myself there: messy hair, sleeves too long, not quite smiling.

What is the “this” in Live Through This? For me, it was adolescence. How to understand a world that rewards women with crowns and flowers for being dumb and fake and smiling just right, when it makes more sense to hang out in a flannel and no shoes and do whatever you feel like.

If you live through this with me / I swear that I will die for you / And if you live through this with me / I swear that I will die for you. When I heard Love sing those lines in “Asking for It,” they felt like a promise. She understood my pain, because it was her own. She was like an older sister who had been to hell and back, and was there to tell me about it: Someday, you will ache like I ache (“Doll Parts”).

So, I did live through this. And I still am. That summer was the last one I spent at camp, and I haven’t needed to listen to Live Through This to fall asleep since.

Still, I return to the album again and again. It’s part of me. It played a tremendous role in the formation of my feminist identity. It taught me how to be angry. And even after nearly 20 years of listening, its cathartic powers haven’t dulled. There are some days when the only thing I want to do after work is blast Live Through This on my headphones and aggressively wash a sink full of dishes. Run the water hot, turn the volume up, and FUCK! YOU!

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A Matter of Music, Pride, and Drinking: 1970

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Alright, Cassie, it’s time to begin this little bet of ours. We start today at the beginning – 1970. I’m not going to paint you some elaborate musical picture like you’d hear in a narration of a show about the 70′s; though, actually, that sound kind of fun. Imagine the voice of the guy from Behind the Music as you read this:

It seemed like just yesterday that the peace-loving hippies were dancing in the mud at Woodstock when tear gas and batons rained down on the crowds at Altamont. Was it so long ago that Bob Dylan was strumming an acoustic guitar and singing about peace and The Beatles wanted to hold our collective hands? By this time, Dylan had been in seclusion for years, and the Beatles had ended their awful infighting with the release of Let It Be and their subsequent breakup. No, this was the year of Black Sabbath and the birth of heavy metal; this was the year the US spreads in war in Southeast Asia to Cambodia, causing mass death and wild protest. We saw the rescue of Apollo 13 and the death of Jimi Hendrix; this was 1970.

Ok, I could’ve done a lot better, but thinking and writing in that voice is hard, man!

“Caravan” by Van Morrison

Van Morrison is a charming, charming mofo. He writes such wonderfully uplifting and powerful music, and yet I’ve only ever heard his  most famous songs on 100.7 The Bay: “Moondance” and “Brown Eyed Girl.” This is a terrible shame; both Claire and I have talked on separate occasions how terrible it is these are the most played songs by Van the Man. “Caravan” is a wonderful example digging in deeper to an artist you may like but haven’t heard much beyond the radio. It has everything you’d want, Cassie, in a song from the 70′s: horns, a big sexy voice, and happy-go-lucky “la-la-la’s.” I just wish I could give Cassie the live version from The Last Waltz- it’s one of the best performances of the concert, which is saying a lot, considering the list of performers. But I can’t send her a link to that clip because it’s from 1976, and that might unfairly influence her decision on the song itself, since it’s so damn good. It would be cheating to do that. But, the studio version from 1970 does do a great job of conveying the essence of the song.

ABC” by Jackson 5

The Jackson 5 were freaking huge in 1970 – if I’m not mistaken they released three albums that year. Can you imagine a group of that prominence releasing three albums in one year anymore? I mean, Justin Timberlake is one of the most famous pop stars out there right now, and his album released this past month was the first in 7 years. But beyond all that, this song is infectious. A bit overplayed, yes, but one cannot judge the merit of a song simply based on its airplay. The most overplayed song of all-time, “Stairway to Heaven,” isn’t, by any stretch of imagination a bad song (it’s quite good, in fact); it’s just played far too often for it to have any powerful effect on one’s ears. I mean, we’ve all heard “ABC” a hundred times, but I’d challenge anyone to sit down and listen to it for real and not come away loving it and singing it in their head.

“Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I’m Yours)” by Stevie Wonder

This song is a bit of a risk for me, as Cassie has claimed to not like Stevie Wonder at all. Don’t worry, Wonder-lovers like myself out there, I intend to press that issue. Hard. This song is fun and upbeat, with truly amazing vocals by Wonder and his backing vocalists. There really isn’t too much, lyric-wise, as the melody of the chorus really is the selling point of the song. It’s a song you really can get up and dance to, and I hope you do.

“Little Green Bag” by George Baker Selection

This song I’m completely sure I’ve never heard on 100.7 The Bay, despite its prominence on the “Super Sounds of the Seventies” radio station in Reservoir Dogs. I think it’s a pretty weird song, but it’s got such a feel to it – It’s halfway between a song you’d find on a jukebox in a seedy underground club and a lounge song you’d hear in a Vegas casino in the late 60′s. I feel like a lot of rock was doing this in 1970. The change from the 60′s to the 70′s took a year or two to really sink in. I like to think the 70′s really didn’t get started, as a musical sound, until “What’s Going On” by Marvin Gaye came out the next year, but we’ll get there next week.

“The Love You Save” by Jackson 5

Yeah, I had to put two Jackson 5 songs on this list. Like I said, they were fucking huge in 1970. Plus, the song, while being instantly recognizable to someone who lived in 1970, is no longer as played as some of their other songs. This is a damn shame, as it’s perhaps my favorite Jackson 5 song. It has the best intro and bridge riffs they ever did, and Michael is in rare form as lead singer. I can’t get down with abstinence message (I may be one of the few people out there who advocate  for teenagers to have more sex then they are – if they learn how to do it safely and have a good relationship with sex early, they don’t have to go through terrible sex dysfunctions later in life), but it’s a really fun song, and it’s tough not to like it.

Joshua’s Song of the Day

“Religion Full of Lead” by Hollywood Blanks

A Matter of Music, Pride, and Drinking: The 1970′s

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I like to win.

It’s often a problem. I take losses very hard, which was terribly hard being the worst baseball player ever to grace the fields in Pikesville. I mean, I was the kid who, when I went up to bat, the rest of the team slumped their shoulders and muttered under their breath, “Fucking wonderful.” God forbid there were two outs. Perhaps that’s where my current competitiveness stems from: The need not to be “that guy” at the plate.

But there is that thrill of losing though. The idea that you can put your everything into a game and still come out on the wrong end drives me, as I’ve been on a baseball team where we lost every single game in the season. Twice. To any other person this would be disheartening; they’d lose their drive to win and just never compete again. But I haven’t. I still want to win, and still take on hopeless causes just out of the belief, the faith that I can overcome.

Hence my bet with my friend Cassie. I was talking with her the other day about my last bet with Lucy (which I totally won!) and I asked her what she thought of the playlist. She said she liked most of it, but didn’t like the songs from the 70′s. This confused me, as absolutely none of the songs were from the 70′s. I then asked her what she meant by this, the songs all being from before or after the 70′s. She said, “Well, ok, but I just really don’t like any songs from the 70′s.”

This was ridiculous, and I told her so. How could you not like anything from the 70′s? The Band, Al Green, Stevie Wonder, fucking Led Zeppelin. It was patently insane, and I told her so. She then claimed she likes what she hears on our classic rock radio station, 100.7 The Bay. I told her that was fine, but there was so much stuff out there beyond the Top 40 station of Classic Rock; and yet, she stuck to her guns.

The bet was formulated quickly. I told her she was crazy to say she didn’t like anything from the ’70′s, and I could prove beyond a shadow of a doubt she was wrong in that claim. I offered to find 1 song per year that I think she will like, and it quickly became a thing. Here are the rules:

  1. Each year gets a list of 5 songs. 
  2. Cassie must listen to each song, in its entirety, regardless whether or not she has heard it before, to make her decision.
  3. If she likes at minimum one song in the list, the bet continues to the next year.
  4. If she does not like any of the songs, Claire gets a chance to save with 5 new songs. If Cassie likes one of Claire’s songs, the bet continues. If she does not, I lost the bet.
  5. If I whiff on three total lists, no matter if Claire saves, Cassie wins the bet.
  6. The loser buys the winner a drunk of their choice. Notice I said a drunk, not a drink: The loser must get the winner drunk in order to fulfill the forfeit.

Pretty straightforward, right? We’ll begin with the year 1970 tomorrow, and good luck to us all.

Joshua’s So Hot Right Now, March 2013

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This list is a bit of a departure for me in a couple places. The opening song, “One Thing Leads to Another,” is a great example of this. I’m not usually into the 80′s glam rock, but I saw the movie The House of the Devil the other day, and the scene where the main character is jumping and dancing around this creepy house really stuck with me, and I couldn’t get the song out of my head.

I’ve had a renaissance with Towson University’s radio station, WTMD, in the past week or two. Usually when I go back and forth from work, I listen to sports radio for two reasons: I’m a huge Ravens and Orioles fan, and the speakers in my car are totally blown out. (This happened after a particularly bad day at work when I just had to listen to “Neighborhood #3 (Power Out)” by Arcade Fire at 170182710 decibels.) One morning last week, I got disgusted listening to drunk idiots call into the sports station (only idiots call into sports radio stations, and only drunk idiots call into the sports station at 3 am on Saturday) and blindly stabbed at my radio presets, coming up with WTMD, and getting the wonderful track by an Irish band, Little Green Cars, playing “The John Wayne,” which I since have played for everyone and their mother because I think it’s so freaking cool.

Quickly following that song was “Saving Grace,” by Tom Petty. I’ve never really been a fan of Tom Petty – I’ve always found his music rather bland, and in some cases, downright bad. Yeah, I’m talking about “Free Fallin’.” Deal with it. But somehow that morning I connected with this song, and it had to go on the list.

A few other standouts:

  • I’ve had “Midnight Train to Georgia” stuck in my head ever since I re-watched that episode of 30 Rock where Kenneth misses the above train.
  • How fucking good is “Lost In My Mind?!?” Like, right?
  • I almost never listen to whole rap albums (at least, not since NWA’s Straight Outta Compton and A Tribe Called Quest’s The Low End Theory) but Macklemore and Ryan Lewis’ album The Heist is damn good, and “Can’t Hold Us” has the best hook I’ve heard in years.

Claire’s Song of the Day

“When U Love Somebody” by Fruit Bats 

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In honor of the pending nuptials of the wonderful Claire Moshenberg and Dan Hackner:

“Let’s Get Married” by Al Green

“It’s Good, But Will It Play In Peoria?” An Exercise in Pretension

shake on itThe bet was this: Could I come up with a playlist before our other friend showed up? I was sitting at a fairly well known sports bar in the shadow of Camden Yards with my friends Lucy and Eric and we were on our way to a fair bit of tipsy. I told them it would be done in a few minutes, let alone before Cassie, the other friend (who’s also notorious for running ridiculously late), showed up.

“But don’t let it be filled with all that pretentious crap you usually listen to,” Eric said.

I scoffed at this for two reasons: First, I’ve never thought anything I listen to is steeped in pretension, Arcade Fire aside. Second, coming from Eric, that was a rather hollow dig. You see, Eric is a good friend and a great guy, but he has the music taste of a drunk thirteen year old girl in 2001. His computer is filled with songs (see, I almost said albums, but I’m sure he buys songs rather than albums) by artists like  Blink 182, Bloodhound Gang, and Say Anything. Our music tastes clash violently, but have been known to come together before.  A good example of this is Stevie Wonder’s hit “Superstition.” It helps that the song has been replayed time and time again over commercials during the time we most often spend together, watching the Ravens kick the shit out of anyone who crosses their path on Sunday afternoons.

I can understand where he’s coming from, though. Some of the bands I listen to are about as far from his taste as possible, and take themselves probably too seriously for their own good. I mean, you’d catch Colin Meloy of The Decemberists masturbating to hardcore BDSM porn in public before you’d catch him listening to The Bloodhound Gang. He’d think the music beneath him, and it’d be because he takes what he produces seriously. The Bloodhound Gang obviously does not.

Here’s where creating the playlist became tricky, then. The original idea was just to create a list before Cassie showed up and one clean enough to play in a respected bar, but with Eric’s comment it quickly became a test of pretentiousness. Could I make a list that not only was really good, but accessible enough for everyone in the bar to enjoy it, including my musically-stunted friend Eric?

I made an attempt. I will give you the entire playlist here, then break it down, song by song, exactly how well I did. I will be judging the  list both by the construction and the pretension factor. Each song will have a rating (1 being the lowest, 10 being the highest) based on flow from song to song, how well it does in the theme of the list, exactly how pretentious it is, and whether or not both the bar and Eric and Lucy would approve.

(There also, along with any playlist I make for someone, was a secondary objective to inform and educate those who have not heard the songs before. In this aspect, the list was for Lucy: Most of the songs were ones I thought she hadn’t heard and probably should.)

“3-Way (The Golden Rule) by The Lonely Island featuring Justin Timberlake and Lady Gaga

As a starting song: I thought this would get the list off on a funny and positive note, and it works. Rating: 9

Theme: Musically, it’s pretty different from everything else on the list, due to it’s distinct Lonely-Island-does-the-90s sound. Rating: 5

Pretension factor: This song doesn’t even attempt to take itself seriously. I mean, the use of the word “diggity” twice in a line seals it. Rating: 2

Will it play in the bar?: No. It’s about a devil’s threeway – that is not appropriate for the children in the bar. Why where there children in the bar? I don’t fucking know. It’s a goddamn bar. Whatever. That’s my problem. Rating: 3

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: I can’t imagine why not. Rating: 9

Verdict: While I found a song that may play in Eric and Lucy’s house, it’s probably not appropriate for a bar. Rejected.

“Dirty Song” by Cars Can Be Blue

Flow: It’s a good second song, and with the drumstick intro, it can follow any song. Rating: 10

Theme: An interesting choice, and perhaps put there just to shock. Doesn’t play well with others. Rating: 4

Pretension Factor: Again, I was trying to find a song I thought didn’t take itself seriously, and I got that. Rating: 2

Will it play in the bar?: No. Rating: 0

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: I’d like to think so. Rating: 7

Verdict: Oops. I kind of forgot this was to be played in public. Rejected.

“Let It Be Me” by Sam & Dave

Flow: Perhaps a bit too much of a slowdown. Rating: 6

Theme: This sort of hits the head on the nail, and kind of was the song I built the rest of the list around. Rating: 10

Pretension Factor: This is sort of straddling the line, as it’s a cover, and perhaps not the most well known Sam & Dave song. And since Sam & Dave aren’t exactly household names anymore, it’s kinda tough. But it sounds like it was on every radio station in 1967. Rating: 5

Will it play in the bar?: Without a doubt. It would fade into the background quite nicely. Rating: 10

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: Lucy would love the song, but I don’t think it’s quite in Eric’s oeuvre. Rating: 5 (splitting the difference)

Rating: It’d certainly play in Peoria (if Peoria was in Detroit), but I don’t think it’d satisfy my toughest critic. Conditional Acceptance

“Evidence” by Candi Staton

Flow: Perfect flow from the last song. Rating: 10

Theme: Fits in like a good di…uh, nevermind. Rating: 10

Pretension factor: I’d say nearly nil, but who the hell is Candi Staton? Well, who cares, it sound familiar. Rating: 1

Will it play in the bar?: Can’t imagine why not. Rating: 10

Will Eric and Lucy Like it?: They both should. Lucy would definitely like it, and Eric probably would have no qualms with it. Rating: 7

Verdict: A virtual slam dunk. Accepted.

“Work All Day” by Portugal. The Man

Flow: I think this song works well to follow soul music; it has such a great back-beat. Rating: 8

Theme: Now that we’ve gotten to the more recent music, I think this fits in quite nicely. Rating: 8

Pretension factor: It sounds like something that’d be on the radio, but the name of the band is an issue; however, that only becomes an issue when someone tells you about it. Rating: 5

Will it play in the bar?: Yeah, it has a good enough beat to be enjoyable. Rating: 7

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: I think they really would. I picked this song specifically to test their tastes. Rating: 7

Verdict: I’d bet on this song working well. Accepted

“How Long Will I Have To Wait For You?” by Sharon Jones and The Dap-Kings

Flow: Man, I am on a roll here. Rating: 10

Theme: 70′s sounding soul in a contemporary setting? Hells to the yeah. Rating: 10

Pretension factor: While not the most well known band out there, they are fairly popular, and with that universal sound, why wouldn’t they be? Rating: 2

Will it play in the bar?: Why isn’t this playing already? Rating: 10

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: Lucy, without a question. If Eric has like some of the other stuff on this list, he should like this song. Rating: 8

Verdict: C’mon. Slam dunk, NBA Jams style. Boom shaka laka!

“Rich Girl” by the bird and the bee

Flow: Oh man, this is the song I was waiting for, and when it starts, people know they were waiting for it too. Rating: 9

Theme: Exactly what I was going for! Rating: 10

Pretension factor: Well, it’s a cover, and it’s by a band that doesn’t capitalize its name, but it’s fucking Hall and Oates. It’s patently ridiculous, and treated as such. Rating: 1

Will it play in the bar?: Will it? People will be laughing all over themselves. Rating: 10

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: Perhaps. It’s tough, because Hall and Oates sucks, but this is a seriously awesome cover, both in music and message. I’d bet yes. Rating: 6

Verdict: It’s too big to fail! More than likely.

“Forgot About Dre” by Dr. Dre featuring Eminem 

Flow: Kind of a huge change, but it works. Almost. Rating: 6

Theme: Uh, this is different. It’s an R.A. Dickey knuckleball. Rating: 2

Pretension factor: Nil. It has Eminem, Slim Shady style, before he became an “artist,” when he was gleefully homophobic. Rating: 0

Will it play in the bar?: I’d say no, but if I wanted to, I could find an edited version and it would work. But I won’t! Rating: 3

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: They’d appreciate the irony. Rating: 8

Verdict: If it was edited, it would work. Conditional Acceptance

“Hold On” by The Alabama Shakes

Flow: I think we just entered a different section of the list. This does not flow well from the last song. Rating: 1

Theme: It does work in the longer scheme; it has that old+new sound I’m totally obsessed with. Rating: 7

Pretension factor: I wish these guys were more well known. And I know they just played on SNL, but does anyone really watch SNL anymore? (Okay, “YOLO” was pretty fucking hilarious.) And I also know they’ve been all over the music scene and in Rolling Stone and all over the music blogs (including this one!), but I can’t imagine 70% of America knows who they are. Rating: 8

Will it play in the bar?: I mean, ostensibly yes, but it would just as soon be ignored as it would be enjoyed. Rating: 6

Would Eric and Lucy like it?: Doubtful that Eric would like it, but I hold up hope. I’m also hopeful Lucy knows and likes this song already, because it’s balling. Rating: 6

Verdict: Perhaps a bit over the heads of the sports bar audience. Conditionally rejected

“Someday” by Middle Brother

Flow: I think this song follows well from the last song, and brings a necessary pick-me-up. Rating: 8

Theme: I like the sound of this song. It’s a what if: What if the Beatles went to Detroit in the 60s instead of India? I think they’d sound like this. Rating: 9

Pretension factor: Well, it’s a folk rock supergroup, so it’s certainly not gonna run up the charts. But the sound is so very accessible. Rating: 5

Will it play in the bar?: Yeah. I think it’s upbeat enough to be enjoyable to the masses. Rating: 7

Would Eric and Lucy like it?: I’d like to think they’d both like it, but I have doubts. Big, screaming, in my face doubts. Rating: 4

Verdict: I think it might work, and it’d make a few people reach for their phones for their music-tagging-app-of-choice to figure out who it is, which I think is a win. Acceptable

“Never Forget You” by Noisettes

Flow: Perfect. Rating: 10

Theme: I knew this song had to happen eventually. Rating: 10

Pretension factor: Well, they’re well known in Europe, but so is fucking soccer, and they even call it something different over there. It’s a great sound, though, and with the success of Amy Winehouse and her untimely death, people might be looking for something to fill that void, and these guys could easily do that (though without the rampant drug use [I assume]). Rating: 6

Will it play in the bar?: Yeah, most definitely. Another Shazam-able song. I know if I hadn’t heard this song before, I’d want to know who did it. Rating: 8

Would Eric and Lucy like it?: Lucy would, without a doubt. I have a feeling it’s pop-y enough to grow on Eric. Rating: 7

Verdict: Oh, hell yeah. This song is prime bar fodder. Accepted

“Float On” by Modest Mouse

Flow: With the slow exit to the previous song and slow entrance to this song, the flow could only be improved if the note this song starts with was in the same key as the last song. Rating: 9

Theme: Indie rock with a big beat? There’s a surprise. Rating: 9

Pretension factor: Well, here’s the thing. I’d like to think this song is really well known, and it should be, as it was freaking sampled by Lupe Fiasco. Then again, I’m not willing to bet the people who listen to Lupe Fiasco know from whence the sample came. Rating: 5

Would it play in the bar?: It’s Baltimore, and the crowd was mostly 20-30 year old white people. I’d bet heavily on that these people know the song, at least passingly. Rating: 6

Would Eric and Lucy like it?: Finally, I don’t have to guess. I know they both love Modest Mouse. Rating: 10

Verdict: 60% of the time, it works, every time. Acceptable

Breakin’ The Chains of Love” by Fitz and The Tantrums

Flow: Interesting choice. It’s a change, but it’s engaging. Rating: 8

Theme: Oh, hotness. Sweet hotness. Rating: 10

Pretension factor: Again, this is a problem of sound vs who knows it. But really, they’re on tour with Bruno Mars. Rating: 6

Will it play in the bar?: Yeah, sure. That thick baritone sax sound always seems to attract the listeners. Rating: 7

Would Eric and Lucy like it?: If they don’t, we’re gonna have a problem. But I can see Eric not being a fan. Rating: 6

Verdict: It’ll play, but people will think it’s Bruno Mars. Acceptable

“Wild Young Hearts” by Noisettes

Flow: There’s a bit of a pause, but it’s well worth it. The song picks up quickly. Rating: 7

Theme: I wish I didn’t have to include another Noisettes song, but I can never decide which song works better, so I always just put both in. It doesn’t bother me too much. Rating: 8

Pretension factor: Well, same as above, right? Rating: 6

Will it play in the bar?: Maybe even better than the other song. The guitar is more emphasized in this one. And it may have been in an iPod commercial (maybe?), so it may have instant recognizability. (Yes, I know that’s not a word.) Rating: 8.5

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: Lucy will definitely, and if Eric liked the other one, he will like this one more. Rating: 8

Verdict:  Done and done. It’s the hotness. Acceptable

“Trashcan” by Delta Spirit

Flow: Oh god, the lead in is so good, it barely matters what it follows. Rating: 10

Theme: Yes, and more. Rating: 10

Pretension factor: This song is in an ad for a popular show on FX, which means most people haven’t heard the song because they haven’t seen the ad, because they don’t watch FX. It’s not super pop-y, but it has that certain something. Rating: 7

Will it play in the bar?: I mean, probably, but I can’t say if many people would get into it. Maybe not at a sports bar. Rating: 6

Will Eric and Lucy like it?: Well, they like Legit, so I can only hope they know the song. I kind of doubt they’d like it. Rating: 3

Rating: Good for the playlist, perhaps bad for the masses.  Doubtful

“List of Demands” by Saul Williams

Flow: Eh. Not really working. Rating: 4

Theme: I’m not sure this is in the theme either, though it is jumping. Rating: 4

Pretension factor: A spoken word poet doing a music album with feedback and lyrics that require a course in race relations? Yeah, not accessable. Rating: 0

Will it play in the bar?: No. Rating: 0

Would Eric and Lucy like it?: Eric may like the music, but I don’t think either of them would keep the song. Rating: 2

Verdict: Total fail. Rejected!

“Bang Bang You’re Dead” by Dirty Pretty Things

Flow: Well, anything is better than the last song, and this works great as the final song. Rating: 7

Theme: A little more British than rest of the list, but it works, again, as the conclusion. Rating: 8

Pretension factor: Well, have you heard the song or the artist before? No? There’s a surprise. But the music isn’t terrible dissimilar to things available, so it’s not shocking to the ears. Rating: 6

Will it play in the bar?: Well, it’s a little loud, but yeah, no one would be offended. Rating: 6

Would Eric and Lucy like it?:  I honestly don’t know. I doubt Lucy’d be a fan, but Eric…maybe? Rating: 4

Verdict: Pretty thin, man. Doubtful

Claire’s Song of the Day

“Crooked Piece of Time” by John Prine

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So Hot Right Now: March 2013 (by Claire)

Frank Zappa, my spirit animal

A long February weekend in San Diego was all day-glow smoothies, hefty breakfast burritos, and Fleetwood Mac, maybe in that order.  It’s not a beach vacation if you don’t listen to Rumours at least twice, preferably while accumulating sand in the tiny crevices of your toes, or chugging down the main drag with the windows down. And it’s not Rumours if it’s not stuck in your head for at least another three weeks, conjuring the smell of melting sunscreen and coconut surf wax as the wind cuts clean and cold against your cheeks.  Summer is months away, but when it comes, listen to “Never Going Back Again” while tracing the edge of the ocean with your bare feet.

I wore my “Happy Songs” playlist down to the bone months ago, and I’ve needed a set of musical uppers ever since. “I’ll Come Running to Tie Your Shoes” by Brian Eno and “Swimming Pool” by Toy Love both do the trick, as does old favorite “Day Dreaming” by Aretha Franklin. My nerves have been fried and scattered like some strange delicacy lately; music puts them back on the mend. (Wasn’t it Frank Zappa, my spirit animal right now, who said “Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid”?)

Misheard lyrics abound—“Medicine Wheel” spun circles between my ears for a month at least, and I always thought the chorus was “Are you salmon, baby/under the bridge” instead of “Are you saddened baby/under the bridge.” “Dry the Rain” played a similar trick for years, when I turned it up and was convinced that they were saying, over and over again, “You will be all right” because I needed to hear that. “I will be your light” is still good though, maybe better. If we’re talking about the how and when of consuming songs, I recommend taking a long walk up big hills in San Francisco, and timing this six minute gem just right so that you reach the crescendo of your walk, peer out at the city, as the Beta Band chants “I will be your light.”

Remember when I made fun of Bob Dylan’s, well, Dylanyness this week? I felt bad. I contracted Bob Dylan guilt. Do you, Dylan, and I’ll promise to never see you in concert again and keep listening to you and half-heartedly defending you to haters. In the meantime, haters and non-haters, “Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You” is one of my favorite Dylan songs. It’s sunny and lovely and always reminds me to watch High Fidelity again if its been too long. It also pairs well with “Help Me Make It Through the Night” by Johnny Cash and June Carter.

Sometimes you’re sitting at your desk, rattled and riddled with racing thoughts, and the right song comes on. The right song, one you’ve never heard, one you absolutely needed. It’s a rare gift from the universe. Celebrate it.  Cheers to The Belle Brigade’s “Loser” (which I had heard once or twice, but only paid a fraction of my attention to it each time), which appeared and filled my speakers when I needed it most.

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