Despite the fact that it is about all the things that interest me most in the world — pop music, creativity vs. commerce, startling wealth — I missed this article when it was published in March. If you did as well, fix that this morning, I implore you.
Will Young - “I Just Want A Lover”
Unfortunately, this Will Young album only had two good songs on it — but this was one of them! (The other, of course, is the almighty “Jealousy.”)
This video, at long last, answers the question “What if Robyn’s ‘Call Your Girlfriend’ had featured a shopping cart?” It is, well, pretty excellent.
I am listening to “Turn Up The Radio,” which, while not exactly a work of genius, is a solid double and an OBVIOUS choice for a summer single, which it still is not, and I have to know: Why does Madonna seem so bound and determined to not have hits anymore?
Scissor Sisters ft. Josh Homme - ‘Magic Hour’ Infomercial (by scissorsisterstv)
Real talk, this is not the best Scissor Sisters album, but this is maybe the best piece of video ever created.
I did you a favor and set the search as the click-through link. (via Craig)
I reviewed last night’s Florence show. I like this band a lot and was pretty much blown away when I saw their MTV Unplugged taping, but this set was messed up by weird pacing, terrible lighting and a drummer who cluttered their best songs with plodding beats. I think I was more into the Unplugged show because they toned down the arrangements and carved out more space in the music for her voice, which is pretty amazing.
I went with Matthew to this one, and I can’t disagree — still a pleasure to see her live, but it wasn’t what you’d call a magical night.
It’s always so hateful when two shows you want to see go on sale at exactly the same time, but I managed to get tickets for both Afghan Whigs and Scissor Sisters today. (I think I am the only person I know other than Maura who loves the Whigs, but I bought two tickets anyway. Sorry, boyfriend who couldn’t care less! Hope you don’t have plans October 5th!)
Unfortunately both shows are at Terminal Fucking Five, but life is full of suffering.
Psyched. And always worth noting that good logos are ever so important.
Twork It Out by Usher (2001)
The thing about “Twork It Out” is that is sounds like a proto-Tedder version of RENT tunes if “Seasons of Love” were about sex. The chorus is so big and wholesome you can just hear a choir of eighth graders singing it. If eighth graders were allowed to sing sex jams.
DON’T TELL ME WHAT I CAN AND CAN’T SING, MOM
So between this and “Climax” it sounds like Usher’s about to put out an album that I actually might love and kinda want to buy.