….and no, I have no interest in attending.
Enjoy this 3 1/2 hour playlist of some of my major 91/92 jams.
You can just let the whole mother play out or skip forward or watch in YouTube and skip around at your leisure.
Happy New Year, everybody!
This is a full mix, so be sure to keep listening after the first track. If you want to skip, the “Next” button looks a bit like this: >| In the bottom, left of the youtube window.
This is a full mix, so be sure to keep listening after the first track. If you want to skip, the “Next” button looks a bit like this: >| In the bottom, left of the youtube window.
92 episodes and 2 horrific movies later… I gots true and loving feelings for Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte. I really, really do.
An Open Letter To NYC | Beasie Boys
Smack That On Baker Street (Akon vs. Gerry Rafferty) | A+D
Write About Love | Belle & Sebastian
Frances And Her Friends | Frances Faye
Suffer For Fashion | Of Montreal
Friends | Flight of the Conchords
Sex And Dying In High Society | X
Beethoven’s Fifth Gold Digger (Kanye West Vs. Beethoven Vs. Walter Murphy) | A+D
meet me in the city | The Babies
There Goes My Outfit | The Dears
Click Clack (Make Dat Money) | Rupaul
I Don’t Want To Wake Up Alone | Lightspeed Champion
So Happy I could die | Lady Gaga
Window Shopping | Sharon Jones & the Dap Kings
Independent Woman | Destiny’s Child
Friends Of The Heroes | Aislers Set
Girlfriends Don’t Keep | Bratmobile
Hope There’s Someone | Antony and the Johnsons
We’re All In Love | New York Dolls
finally giving into the illness and can’t sleep = beginning the 30 day song challenge, i guess.
day 01 – your favorite song
Couldn’t possibly answer this, so I’m, letting iTunes answer for me. I’ve played this song more than any other in digital form – with good reason – it’s cheeky and awesome.
It’s so weird to think that it wasn’t so long ago that I actually went to stores and purchased Compact Discs. Ha! How quaint.
For the past few years The Medleys get their music (new and old favorites) 3 ways:
1. The public library. Lars brings CDs home by the boatload every week. We burn what we like. Okay – I know this isn’t exactly “legal,” but if our hard drives exploded tomorrow, we’d be shit out, and like, I like to imagine that buying things for the library is the only way my tax money is spent. Shhhh!
2. iTunes. Yes, I’m one of those assholes that buys only the songs I like. It really wasn’t that hard for me to adapt “to the times” as they say. I think I was the first of my friends or among the first to go digital and I’ve seriously never felt sad about it. I love the instant gratification. I’m gross, I know…but….
3. Vinyl. Once we put together our frankenstereo or “Frank” – we’ve obsessively been collecting music in its, I think best form.
I took a long lunch with Lars today and we stopped by our favorite record store in the city, Randy’s and walked away with quite the haul.
Lars always opts for the more… you know “good,” respectable stuff and I barely know I’m alive if I’m not walking out of that place without some Human League movie theme, so… it’s always funny to watch the hipster record snobs check us out.
Tattoo girl, after having flipped through most of my selections, falls on Lars’ Dangerdoom record: Oh, this is a great one.
Lars: Yeah.
Hippie guy: Oh yeah, man that’s a great one. You don’t see that one used very often. (Spying Lars’ next selection, “Chrome Children”) – oh yeah, man – that’s another good one.
(cut to my Chaka Khan record) Silence.
Whatever, donkeys – I AM every woman!
Anyway – here’s a taste of what we got today:
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Even though it’s an insanely busy week for me work-wise, I’m also going to attempt something (super top secret) that is really forcing me out of my comfort zone and into uncharted waters.
In honor of needing a spiritual pep-squad, I give you the “Power to the people, Marty” mix tape.
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Instead, I give you… yes, ladies and gents, another mix tape. This one even has a video I made.
This is a song that Angie and I played (I’m pretty sure on cassette tape in the late 1990s/ early 2000s) over and over and over and over again. It always makes me think of her and of crazier, lazier, care-free, self-indulgent times. Oh, those were the days of wine and roses. Or in our case, the days of Thanksgiving in a box and Wendy’s chicken sandwich.
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