Here's a love song of a different kind, one that satisfies me at so many levels (none of which are carnal). The first time I heard A Minor Incident, I couldn't get it out of my head. Being as out of it as I generally am in regards to current music, I hadn't even heard of Badly Drawn Boy, and only came across this song because it was part of a compilation put together by the author Nick Hornby....
For some reason I woke up today with a Tracy Chapman song stuck in my head. While I don't have anything particularly against her music (and have been known to sing along with abandon), I've tended to be leaning more towards Sleater-Kinney lately and Tracy's but you can say baby wasn't exactly welcome.So, I pulled some Salem 66 out of my computer. Salem 66 is one of those bands that has always...
I've been thinking that I would post some love songs, songs about love, and/or songs for lovin', since we do have Valentine's Day fast approaching. First, however, a disclaimer -- I can't stand Valentine's Day. We all shouldn't need an designated day of the year for such things as proclaiming, expressing, or sharing love. But I guess it is what it is, and I'll take what I can get.I'll start ...
This is a song by Reem Kelani, from her debut album, Sprinting Gazelle: Palestinian Songs from the Motherland and the Diaspora --"The opening notes from 'As Nazarene Women Crossed the Meadow,' Reem Kelani’s Sprinting Gazelle, are a shock to the system as if Kelani was intent on blowing the listener off the face of the earth with a voice from the heavens. It’s seems almost impossible that thi
I'll be the first to admit that my musical preferences often seem to be stuck in the years prior to 1994 or so, but luckily I'm getting caught up on missed time. Even still, however, I tend to be woefully ignorant about new music and artists. However, earlier this year, Haale caught my ear and my imagination. She's been described as "a combination of Jim Morrison, Nico, Edith Piaf, and Salma...
I doubt this song will be new to many of you, but it is one that I might choose on my death-bed if forced to make such an impossible decision. It's by aMore >
This is worth every incredibly sexy moment, beginning to end -- especially if you stick around for the rapidly-moving and plummaged buttocks.. It made me smile today.
Soon after moving to my current state of residence (18 or so years ago) I got a job at a then quasi-famous mail order record store that specialized in blues, roots, jazz, world, country, bluegrass, old-timey, folk and other music that was frankly not all that available in many other places. This was pre-internet, pre-email, and we all sat in a little room with a lot of records and processed ord...