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By Daniel Plainview
Ladies and Gentlemen, I have trawled over half our internet to bring you these songs this evening.
Where did I find these songs?
Well, let's say you have a mp3blog and I have a Mog Page. I have a straw and my straw reaches accccrrrrooooossssss the internet and starts to drink your songs.
I DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE! I DRINK IT UP!
That's where I found these songs. They're some of the finest tracks in all October.
Click below for a geyser to pore forth:
1. Empire Of The Sun - Walking On A Dream (NEXT BIG THING)
It is such an irony of fate, boy. My top gusher of the month features the lyrics, "We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of it/Always pushing up the hill, searching for the thrill of it".
You see, I too push up the hill and search for the thrill of it. The thrill of what, you ask? Oil, boy. Oil!
Of course, if these melodic Australian electro-poppers think they can push up MY hill, searching for MY thrill, well…that makes them my competitors.
And you know what that means, don't you, boy? I will EAT THEM UP!
2. Vampire Weekend - Everywhere (Fleetwood Mac) (BEST COVER VERSION)
The Ivy League afrobeat combo stay in the public eye with an admirable rendition of a 70s classic.
Yet this is not the real thing.
It is a bastard. A BASTARD FROM A BASKET. A BASTARD FROM A BASKET!
Having said that, I am quite looking forward to the Vampire's next LP.
3. Cate Lebon - No one can drag me down (COUNTRY SONG)
The singing game is like heaven. Everyone is called but few are chosen. This forlorn-voiced chanteuse, fresh from a world tour with Neon Neon, is one of the celestially selected.
No one can drag her down. Or myself for that matter.
All I need is a strong, expensive meal. Two steaks. Whiskey. Water.
And goat's milk for the boy.
4. The Temper Trap - Sweet Disposition (BEST ROCK )
I am a sinner, I want the blood, and I abandoned my child. I ABANDONED MY CHILD!
Other than that, this song could have been written for me.
5. Little Comets - One Night In October (BEST INDIE)
These hairy-headed young urchins from Newcastle make quite a racket.
Good for them.
In my day, they would've been put down the mine.
6. Grace Jones - Williams Blood (Aeroplane) (JOINT BEST REMIX)
As I said to my preacher friend Eli the other day, "I am the third revelation! I am who the lord has chosen! Because I'm smarter than you! I am older and wiser and I am not a false prophet, you sniveling boy, you're done for!"
This has a similar gospel-y feel.
7. Friendly Fires - Paris (Aeroplane) (BEST REMIX)
More black gold from Aeroplane. This time they remix a pretty love song about a French girl looking for a French boy. Yet…
…my cock doesn’t even work. How am I gonna make a kid?
Does yours work?
Answer the question.
8. TracknField – Marathon (BEST HOUSE TUNE)
No, it is not the "indie" music you so crave. It is lush house from Finland.
OH STOP CRYING YOU SNIVELING ASS.
I am finished.
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Downloads
http://hypem.com
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Choice Mp3blog links:
http://neongoldrecords.blogspot.com/
http://aurgasm.us/
http://discodust.blogspot.com/
http://www.ohhcrapp.net/
Jill and I went with friend Richie to Neon Neon's sell-out Dublin show on Election Night.
Neon Neon, for the uninitiated, are a transatlantic indie supergroup comprising of Super Furry Animal Gruff Rhys, hip-hop producer Boom Bip, Welsh songstress Cate Le Bon, and "all-round" entertainer Har Mar Superstar.
Their debut LP Stainless Style, a retro-electronic concept album about the rollercoaster life of sports car creator John DeLorean, was nominated for the prestigious Mercury Prize in England.
It's my favorite LP of the year and, for pure entertainment value, this was my favorite gig. Here's my record of the evening:
In the taxi-cab on the way...
J: Do you recommend getting a sat nav?
Cab driver: Oh yeah, it's great...my friend has one with favorites. You can program your favorite journeys into it.
J: But... if you know the journey, why would you need to put it in a sat nav?
Cab-driver: Eh... I dunno.
The driver says the economic downturn hasn't stopped people drinking...
Cab-driver: Girl students who come up from the countryside are the worst. They're up in Dublin for the first time and they get totally wrecked. I had two piss in my taxi recently.
J: Ugh!
C: At the same time?
Cab-driver: Not that far apart. The first one fell asleep afterwards, and had no money. I brought her to the police station but they wouldn't do anything. The next one, I didn't realize 'til later. A girl got in and said the back seat was wet. I felt it, smelt it, but I couldn't tell. I thought somebody had spilled some water. But that was me off the road for the night. The next morning, I got into the cab and...eeugh.
R: You got a great whack of piss?
Cab-driver: Yeah. It costs me a bomb to get the car valeted.
C: Perhaps you should put up a sign.
Cab-driver: What, "If you piss, you pay"?
C: That should do it.
In pub beside gig, we meet friends Dave and Podge (who has a baby son).
Podge: I managed to get out tonight.
R: What, did you say, "Love, I'm just putting the bins out" and then run for it?
Podge: Something like that!
D: Richie, you're the only one who's not married or not getting married.
R: I know, it's like the song in Sesame Street: (sings) "One of these kids is not like the others/one of these kids is doing his own thing" (Pulls a sad face.)
C: What is the kid doing?
At the gig, the opening act is Yo Majesty, a lesbian Salt-N-Pepa from Florida.
Rapper: (talking to audience) "...pussy....pussy...pussy..."
J: She keeps saying pussy. I don't like it.
C: (Mimics) "Gimme yo' pussy!" No?
J: No.
Neon Neon arrive on stage. Gruff holds a sign, "Stainless Style – the lives, wives and tragic fall of John Z DeLorean".
American Voice: (from above) Hi! I'm John DeLorean! And I endorse all these songs about my life!
Gruff: (looks puzzled) Do you?
Voice: Yes!
Later, Gruff introduces "I Told Her On Alderaan"…
American Voice: Wait! What connection has my life with Star Wars?!
Gruff: (shrugs) Yes, it is rather tenuous.
On "I Lust You", Cate Le Bon sings backing vocals...
J: She looks like a supermodel!
C: She's easier on the eye than the usual scruffy oiks Gruff associates with, I'll say that.
R: (Ogling) Indeed.
C: She better watch herself back stage with Yo Majesty, "Gimme yo' pussy!"
"Cate Le Bon worked in a music shop where she used her height to reach top shelf items"
The comedy on stage goes into overdrive with the arrival of Har Mar Superstar. The band look bemused as Har Mar launches into a song in honour of Barack Obama.
Har Mar: (Acappello) "We are the world, we are the people...!"
Next, Har Mar raps brilliantly on "Trick Or Treat". He then does a hand-stand, while Gruff holds up a sign, "Applause!" Everyone cheers.
The band are a multi-talented bunch, constantly swapping instruments...
D: It's like watching the Beta Band.
C: With J Sherman from The Critic.
Gruff and Boom Bip close the show with a techno version of album slowy Stainless Style. Gruff is bashing the air with a pair of electronic drum-sticks that light up at the end when shaken.
C: Richie, you're a musician. What's that he's playing? I'll need to know for the review.
R: I don't know.
C: Thank you.
Behind the mixing desk after the show..
J: Can I have the setlist?
Sound guy: It's just a silly one for the lighting guy.
J: It's for my daughter.
Sound guy: Yeah, but it's just--
J: Just GIMME IT!
(He hands it over.)
"Dave, Gimme Yo Setlist, and Richie"
We go to the after-party, an indie disco where the music is brilliant and the students try to steal our drinks when we're dancing. (We're old but still nimble, kids!)
To top it off, Richie meets a lovely lady from L.A., who "heard the noise from my hotel and came down to investigate". (Hello, Heather!) According to Jill, she also looks "like a supermodel". Luckily Richie is model material, too:
Afterwards we watch election coverage, with Jill refusing to go to bed until Obama's victory was confirmed. Which it was. Hurray. "We are the world, we are the people..."
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I missed your gig chatter awww! I also missed Neon Neon here....as I was verifying the show's sold status, I couldn't help but think in terror "Fluxy is gonna kill me, don't tell Fluxy". OH WAIT!
Eh, I never listen to myself anyway.
I never had to yell at someone for a setlist yet, good to know it works like a charm mwuahahahh!
Thanks for the report!
Poor cab drivers, the things they have to endure. I once barfed in a cab. Did I really just share that with you? Oh well ;P
Hey Anna, or should I say Barfa (no, I shouldn't.)
I'm normally ambivalent to the bleats of taxi-drivers, but his tale plucked at my heart strings, put a lump in my throat, and had me checking my seat for dampness.
And listen, why go to any gigs when I can give you a blow-by-blow account that comprises 5% gig description and 95% taxi-driver chat?
Think of the money you'll save during the
"Cate Le Bon worked in a music shop where she used her height to reach top shelf items"
It's shit like this that keeps me coming back. Wow, a John DeLorean Rock Opera, that is so perfect. I'm looking for this one!
The Wife's reaction (from her bed on the sofa): "I've got a fucking hangover, and a sick belly, but I'd jump around if I could, because I'm delighted Barack Obama won the election. To the people who voted for him, fair play for getting up off your arses and away from your computers for once to cast your vote. I would be very proud to be an American citizen right now. If anybody wants to give me a green card, contact me through Colin's mogmail. America, fuck yeah!"
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Jill sez: "Dale, I'm very happy that you're very happy. You deserve to be. It's a great day all over the world. Now, about that green card..."
Please tell Jill that I agree with her 100%, and that I hope that her hangoverness goes away quickly! :)
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ECK!
Too scared to type....All our oil is belongs to you....no strings attached, master.
rolls over in oil and hides in the dark
(and thank you for the mix!)
God, Daniel Day Lewis really does need to play an FM DJ in a movie! Hysterical! I got uncomfortable all over again with the "I DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE! I DRINK IT UP!"
Even though DDL has convincingly sold us on being DDL playing character X in all his movies (in other words creating his own style, ike Jack Nicholson), you gotta wonder if writers are just writing things the want to hear him say. Kinda like all the Christopher Walken impressions out there..
You are one randy fella..kinda like Fela, but white and covered in Oil. Nice One.