The Stranglers

HarrySue — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 12:55:04 GMT

I saw mention of the Stranglers in a recent Crash post and it made me think of this song. A lot of the techno-y songs from the eighties were total crap, but this one is golden. There was this roving nightclub in Austin sometime around '84-'85, and this, my dear mogsters, was a crucial part of the soundtrack of the proto-rave-feel-good experience AKA Club Iguana.

By just looking at me you would probably never guess

HarrySue — Sun, 14 Jan 2007 18:46:22 GMT

that I LOVE the Mars Volta

what do you listen to that shocks and amazes your friends?

ps: trying very hard to embed youtube clip. if not sucessful, any pointers would be appreciated xxooh

Silversun Pickups last night at the Troubadour

HarrySue — Sun, 17 Dec 2006 18:58:47 GMT

I LOVE seeing bands at the Troubadour. The music sounded great and the crowd was sweet and happy as was the band. Some times despite it's reputation, Los Angeles really gets it right. And as far as best albums of 2006 this one HAS to be somewhere high on the list. I owe a debt of gratitude to MOG 'cause I read about them back in the summer, got the album and it's been on heavy rotation ever since. If you get the opportunity, go see this band!

That's Entertainment

HarrySue — Thu, 16 Nov 2006 16:35:40 GMT

Yesterday after a day of doctor's appointments and medical procedures with my 15 year old, I saw that need to put some fun and lightness in her day. Lately, too many of these days have been all about white coats, needle pokes and toxic medecines that have made her hair fall out. So I bundled her up and took her to see the new Will Ferrell movie, Stranger Than Fiction. Better than any medecine, it was a SPOONfull of sweetness: 1. Will Farrell 2. Music by Britt Daniels of Spoon fame 3. The Jam's Classic "That's Entertainment" featured in a pivotal scene

I'm looking for a list of movies with great soundtracks that shine light and happiness in their wakes. If laughter really is the best medecine, what would you give your baby?...

i freakin luv this

HarrySue — Sat, 28 Oct 2006 22:41:32 GMT

Not sure exactly how to do the link, but here's the place to hear the super funkiness that makes me feel like a teenage sex nymph:

http://www.djriko.com/music/DJ%20Riko%20-%20For%20Those%20About%20to%20Clown.mp3

Here's to my Daddy-O

HarrySue — Sun, 22 Oct 2006 21:18:37 GMT

Okay, I've got to say this first blog is a bit daunting... I've been stealth reading what other people have to say here for a few weeks and I've been musing on the fact that I relate all important people, places and events in my life to music. From my first day of pre-school (Elenor Rigby, the Beatles) to the first time I had really mind blowing sex (thank you, Blue Bell Knoll by the Cocteau Twins) to getting picked up hitch-hiking by a creepy doctor in a sports car with my friend Beth in Italy (Digging Your Scene, the Blow Monkeys) to camping with my daughter's jr high class in Baja (The Sweater Song, Weezer). I can't remember the dvd I rented last, but I know I was listening to Fat Boy Slim "That Old Pair of Jeans" on the way home from the video store. Maybe it's a combination of genetic traits or just a certain random aural sensibility that leads me to make these connections, but I know it makes my memories more intense. Following the genetic possibilities, I gotta say my Dad was a music FIEND. Our tastes were worlds apart, but he definitely impressed upon me how music makes your life richer. So as a tribute to him, 15 years since he's been gone, here's the sound track of the men in my life. Here's to you, Daddy:

Jack (my dad): "Clair de Lune" by Debussy. He would play it on summer afternoons. When I hear it I can see his hands playing the piano. It sorta makes me cry a little, in a good way.

Kevin P: my best friend in 1st grade. We both loved "I'm Gonna Make you Love Me" by Diana Ross.

Declan, my big brother: I always think of him when I hear "Killing Me Softly" by Roberta Flack. Whenever it came on, Declan would sing at the top of his voice in a cockney accent. He ruined that song for me. Thanks, bro.

Sam: my friend Genie's hot older brother who got in trouble for smoking pot. He drove a white LUV truck. "White Room" by Cream.

Julio my bus driver in 6th Grade: It's a toss up between "Me & Julio Down by the Schoolyard" by Simon & Garfunkle and "Another Saturday Night". He looked like Cat Stevens and I loved him deeply with my tiny 11 year old heart.

Chuck: my first kiss. "The Best of Bread" was playing in the back ground. It was on repeat. A dark room full of groping 13 year olds. Very compelling.

Boone: "Can't Get Enough of Your Love". We went to see Bad Company in concert and he threw up on my shoes. I laughed all the way home. God, I was a teenage bitch!

Ben: crushed on him for years. He was the sexiest guy with a cleft pallet EVER. We were friends with benefits before it had a name. He had a little of the druggie cowboy thing happening. "Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain", Willie Nelson. All of "Viva Terlingua", Jerry Jeff Walker. And "Cocaine" by Eric Clapton.

Kevin F: gorgeous, troubled. Later I found out he was having an affair with his step mother while we were dating. He liked Pat Matheny, so did she.

Dan: My mother didn't like him because she caught us in bed together. He broke my heart after graduation. We used to smoke hash from under a glass in his room and listen to Neil Young "Harvest" and Patti Smith "Horses".

Barry: He was British and liked OMD. But the song that really makes me think of him is "The Safety Dance" by Men Without Hats. Sorry, Barry.

Hal: Hyper. Lovable. He played the drums and turned me on to The Jam. "Beat Surrender". I wish we were still friends.

Terrence: I can't pick a song for him, but I'll give you the short story anyway: He went on tour playing bass for the "Butthole Surfers" and married someone else. In the ensuing years I learned he was already engaged when we were seeing each other. Since then he's joined the army and has a thing for young Asian women.

Marco: Don't know where my love of Marco leaves off and my love of Italy starts up. I always thought we'd find each other again when we turned 40 and run away together. He was from Rome and there's this Roman singer, Antonello Venditti, and he sings a song about a girl born under the sign of Pisces. That would be me... "Nata Sotto il Segno di Pesci". RIP, Amore.

Peter: My Ex, the father of my children, my favorite tour guide to Southern California. Many songs, many years together. But my favorite would have to be "Here Comes Your Man", the Pixies.

Thom: My sister's ex who I've always had a soft spot for. "Sick of Myself" Matthew Sweet, "Never Said" Liz Pfair, "Yellow" Cold Play.

Tony: That song by the Soup Dragons that he likes to tease me about... plus a lot more. He makes the best playlists. I'm going to have to insist that he become a mogster.

Jeff: 14 years my junior, he picked me up at Austin City Limits and gave me my mojo back. He liked Widespread Panic, but Bob Dylan "Like a Rolling Stone" makes me think of him.

Henry: My son. I could write a book just on him, but suffice it to say he's my bright sun shiny day. His current favorite songs are: "Senses Working Overtime" XTC "In the Street" Big Star "Bohemian Like You" The Dandy Warhols "Hollywood Swinging" The Big Boys