i haven’t told you how much fun it was, seeing spoon free at the tastefest last week. today their new record comes out (come on, fibber, you had it weeks ago); at the end of the album, “black like me” starts out as a piano ballad and ends a rave-up with a giant-piano-chord-fadeout a la “a day in the life.” britt daniels’s lyrics can be hard to parse, sung sometimes in a clipped, sibilant spit, and i’d had trouble figuring out what he was saying there, during the rave up:
“all the weird kids are funt” (?)
“all the weird kids are f****d” (??)
“all the weird kids of fun” (?)
which is why it was delicious to see them and hear, clearly, the brilliant-because-it-was-live line for the first time:
“all the weird kids up front / tell me what you know you want!“
i’m a sucker for “the power of rock-n-roll” songs (i love “taking care of business,” okay?), and i couldn’t have been happier with a concert moment than i was with that one: the singer exhorting the crowd in front of him to shout, right in the lyrics of the song (!!!), while the band sings “aw yeah” behind him and they roll to a close.
rawk on, spoon.
(update: i just want to point out that this post predates pitchfork’s review, with a pointed reference to exactly the same lyric, by about 18 hours)
took a little while, but here’s my rock-centric offering for summer 2007. it won’t surprise any of you hipsters, but I bet it’ll rock you. write me or comment if you want one.
the white stripes: icky thump
his name is alive: seven minutes
mavis staples: jesus is on the main line
tmbg: we’re the replacements
matteo salvatore: mo ve’ la bella mia da la mintagna
the sea & cake: left on
blitzen trapper: wild mountain nation
the new pornographers: ballad of a comeback kid
the go! team: grip like a vice
sufjan stevens: the lakes of canada
fountains of wayne: a fine day for a parade
feist: sea lion woman
panda bear: good girl/carrots
radiohead: pyramid song
the arcade fire: ocean of noise
the chemical brothers w/ midlake: the pills won’t help you now
spoon: black like me
happy birthday, Brian Wilson.
if you have no other reason to love detroit, how about spoon and yo la tengo free at a reasonable hour in the new center? comerica cityfest, baby!
you know why i keep buying sloan albums? because there always comes a point, even with the not so good ones, where i’m just overwhelmed and i just freakin’ give in and love it. some of ’em, it’s easy. some of ’em (forgive me die-hard fans), it’s harder (“the party album” bonus disc, though, that’s a keeper!)…
but, anyway, as i was saying. the new one, never hear the end of it? it just now happened. love this album!
for better or for worse, i spend a lot of time thinking about what makes a good congregational worship song. thought i’d introduce a few i’ve discovered recently that i really like.
the first is jesus, precious, which is the first musical offering at nate fancher’s myspace page.
the second is alpha omega by justin law, sort of an encouragement about the presence of the kingdom of god. it’s available at vineyard worship midwest’s forum for new songs: mp3 | chart.
i love michael gallaugher‘s magnificent master, a live recording of which is available at his myspace page (does everyone but me have a myspace page? and why?).
i love these songs partly because they were grown outside the machine, at local congregations by local worship leaders, and so they aren’t beholden to outside considerations in their composition or their lyrics. they’re just great songs, and if these songs catch you, you should worship god, because he’s really pleased with these guys and the music they make, and he’s worthy.
god has a way of coming through to me in music.
yesterday (yesterday!) i was thinking of a song that some family friends used to sing at the hippie church i went to as a child. it’s a song i remember note for note and word for word, but i’ve never ever heard anyone else sing it. they used to do all kinds of popular folk songs at church, get together, etc, so i guess i always wondered if it was someone else’s song. but yesterday i was thinking maybe they wrote it themselves, and i was considering calling them up to ask about it.
tonight, then (tonight!), i’m reading my php book, trying to figure out how to securely implement file upload, and thinking, “god, it’s hard for me to want to talk to you.” just vaguely thinking, it’s hard to dialogue with god, it can be hard to feel like he’s there, especially recently, specifically, for me. i have itunes on shuffle. on there i have an episode of bob dylan’s theme time radio hour that i haven’t totally explored yet.
and then, this song: the melodians. the rivers of babylon (.mp3, 4.8mb, just save it). and, he’s there. specifically. for me.