Springzy

The sun is peekin' and the grass is greener. A new day. It's always good to start out a new season with a heartbreaking love song. Fresh air, the windows rolled down in your car, driving home from work, listening to this song (I suggest this). This whole album is strong. Enjoy...

Local Natives_Gorilla Manor_02_Airplanes.mp3

Artist: Local Natives
Song: Airplanes

The desk where you sit inside of a
frame made of wood
I keep those chopsticks you had from when
you taught abroad in Japan

I love it all so much
I call
I want you back

I did not know you as well
as my father knew you
every question you took the
time to sit and look it up in the
encyclopedia

I love it all so much
I call I want you back

It sounds like we
would of had a great deal to say
to each other
I bet when I leave
my body for the sky the wait will
be worth it

Band Websitez:
www.thelocalnatives.com/home.html

Long In The Tooth

I hate getting older. My hairline isn't what it used to be, waistline either. Another drawback to getting older is realizing that maybe your parents knew more than you were willing to give them credit for. After a lifetime of "not getting" Neil Young (or why my Dad loved him so much), I heard this song and have come to the realization that he can write powerful lyrics that express love and longing as well as any other artist I respect. Enjoy...

Neil Young_Harvest Moon_01_Unknown Legend.mp3

Artist: Neil Young
Song: Unknown Legend

She used to work in a diner
I never saw a woman look finer
And I used to order just to watch her
Walk across the floor

She grew up in a small town
She never put her roots down
And daddy always kept movin'
so she did too

Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair
Flyin' in the wind

She's been runnin' half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin' with the very air that she breathes
The air that she breathes

You know it ain't easy
You got to hold on
She was an unknown legend in her time

Now she's dressin' two kids
Lookin' for a magic kiss
She gets the far-away look in her eyes

Somewhere on a desert highway
She rides a Harley-Davidson
Her long blonde hair
Flyin' in the wind

She's been runnin' half her life
The chrome and steel she rides
Collidin' with the very air that she breathes
The air that she breathes

She used to work in a diner
I never saw a woman look finer

Ya Hey Der!

Sometimes a song comes to you. Not through a friend or music store. It finds you because you need it. Did I just blow your mind? These songs found me, and are a great example from the Vancouver band Mother Mother. The album cover is a fish with a hook in it's mouth, and that's pretty much a great description of me after hearing just a few tunes from the O My Heart album. I am including two insanely catchy tunes from it. Take a listen. Also, You are welcome.

Mother Mother_O My Heart_09_Wrecking Ball.mp3

Song: Wrecking Ball
Artist: Mother Mother

I made a wreck out of my hand,
I put it through the wall.
I made a fist and not a plan,
call me a wreckless wrecking ball.
I threw my plates against the wall
and give it all I got.
I aim to break, not one but all,
I'm just a big ol' wrecking ball.
I am unruly in the stands,
I am a rock on top of the sand,
I am a fist amidst the hands
and I break it just because I can.
Dah dah dah dah.. oh oh..
It takes a dedicated hand
to put it through the wall.
You gotta wanna break the hearts
of all those pretty porcelain dolls.
You gotta wanna be the drummer in the band
You gotta wanna be a battle ring ram
You gotta see the artistry in tearing the place apart with me, baby..
I am unruly in the stands,
I am a rock on top of the sand,
I am a fist amidst the hands
and I break it just because I can.
Lets break it..
just because we can.
Deface it,
just because we can.
Lets break it..
Just because.. just because.. just because..
just becauussee.

I am unruly in the stands,
I am a rock on top of the sand,
I am a fist amidst the hands
and I make a wreck out of my hand.
I make a fist and not a plan
and I break it just because I can,
because I can.. because I can..
because I can.. because I can..
because I can.. because I can..
because I caaann...

Mother Mother_O My Heart_07_Ghosting.mp3

Song: Ghosting
Artist: Mother Mother

I've been ghosting,
I've been ghosting along.
Ghost in your house,
ghost in your arms.
When you're tossing, when you turn in your sleep,
it's because I'm ghosting your dreams.
And this is why I have decided
to pull these old white sheets from my head.
I'll leave them folded neat and tidy
so that you'll know I'm out of hiding.
Yeaahh..
I've been ghosting,
I've been ghosting along.
Ghost in the world, ghost with no home.
I remember, I remember the days
when I'd make you oh so afraid.
And this is why I have decided
to leave your house and home unhaunted.
You don't need poltergeists for sidekicks.
You don't need treats,
and you don't need tricks.
You don't need treats.
You don't need tricks.
You don't need no Halloween..
You don't need treats,
you don't need tricks,
and you don't need me.
Heeyy..
Would it be so bad if I stayed?
I'm just a ghost out of his grave..
and I can make love in my grave..
I won't put white into your hair
I won't make noises in your stairs
I will be kind and I'll be sweet
if you stop staring straight through me..
And this is why I have decided
to pull these old white sheets from my head.
I'll leave them folded neat and tidy
so that you'll know I'm out of hiding.
And this is why I have decided
to leave your house and home unhaunted.
You don't need poltergeists for sidekicks.
You don't need treats,
and you don't need tricks.
you don't need treats,
you don't need tricks.
You don't need no halloween..
you don't need treats..
you don't need tricks..
you don't need treats..
you don't need no hallow's eve..
you don't need treats..
you don't need tricks..
and you don't need..
meeeee....

Across The Pond

Mumford & Sons

[via FoxyTunes / mumford and sons]

Typically when I hear a banjo, I think bluegrass or country music...right?! Welcome to one of my new favorite bands from London. I really dig the way the music is like a wave...building stronger and stronger. I hope you like this, cause I sure do. Why cant I hear this music on the radio?

01 - Little Lion Man.mp3

Artist: Mumford and Sons
Song: Little Lion Man

weep for yourself, my man,
you'll never be what is in your heart
weep little lion man,
you're not as brave as you were at the start
rate yourself and rape yourself,
take all the courage you have left
wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

but it was not your fault but mine
and it was your heart on the line
i really fucked it up this time
didn't I, my dear?

tremble for yourself, my man,
you know that you have seen this all before
tremble little lion man,
you'll never settle any of your score
your grace is wasted in your face,
your boldness stands alone among the wreck
learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck

but it was not your fault but mine
and it was your heart on the line
i really fucked it up this time
didn't I, my dear?

Ego

Sebadoh

[via FoxyTunes / Sebadoh]

During work this week I was reminded of one of my favorite songs. It inspired me to share because my guess is that we all have someone in our lives that occasionally is in serious need of a falcon punch. I love the fact that you can taste the sarcasm in every word of this song. Some of the best lyrics Lou Barlow ever wrote right here folks...Enjoy.

01 The Freed Pig.mp3

Song: The Freed Pig
Artist: Sebadoh

You were right
I was battling you, trying to prove myself
I tried to bury you with guilt; I wanted to prove you wrong
I've got nothing better to do than pay too much attention to you
It's sad, but it's not your fault
Self-righteous and rude
I guess I lost that cool
Tapping ‘til I drive you insane
I'm self-righteous, but never right
So laid back, but so uptight
Destroying your patience to tolerate me
With all the negative spirit I bring
Right, I was obsessed to bring you down
Watching your every move
Playing a little-boy game
Always with something to prove
Waiting to cut you down, making it hard to live
With only one thing to do
Cut me first, make it easy
Now you will be free
Now that nothing depends on me
Tapping ‘til I drive you insane
Now you will be free
With no sick people tugging on your sleeve
Your big head has that "more room to grow"
A glory I will never know
A glory I will never know

On Fire

Anarkia Internacional LTD logo

[via FoxyTunes / The Molotovs]

Ran across these dudes last month. I really dig the jangly guitar and the horns vs. the piano. This is a bar anthem. Enjoy.


Song: Come To Grief
Artist: The Molotovs

NO lyrics yet Ladies and Gentlemen...

come-to-grief.mp3

Shameless Plug

I like to share. I have a few of these little corners of my mind floating out there. One of my other "Wastes Of Time" is a little place called Photo Ninja's
. Its a collaborative photo blog. I try to post at least weekly (very weakly) and when I do I upload a new song for visitors to listen to while looking at our photos. This weeks post is a playlist of the songs that have been the soundtrack to Photo Ninja's over the last few months. Its a fun group of tunes. Take the time to look at the work we do over there and if you would like to join...holla.

Here is the link...

Photo Ninja's

and here is the music...

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Likey?

Multiple Choice

Phenomenal Handclap Band setlist

[via FoxyTunes / phenomenal handclap band]

Thanks to Andy for slipping me this CD. Damn these guys (and Gals) are good. Onstage they have a Manfred Mann kind of vibe...in a Blinded By The Light kind of way. Really dig this tune. Enjoy


Artist: Phenomenal Handclap Band
Song: All of the Above

02 All Of The Above.mp3

Here is a great Video of these guys live. They look like a fun group to watch...


Watch the full concert at baeblemusic.com

School Daze

Stephen Malkmus, Connect Festival

[via FoxyTunes / Pavement]

My oldest starts school this week and with that, as always, comes a haircut. Looking back now, I used too much hairspray in school. This is a great anthem for "fitting in" and "getting ahead". Enjoy dammit.

Cut Your Hair.mp3

Song: Cut Your Hair
Artist: Pavement

Darlin dont you go and cut your hair
Do you think its gonna make him change?
Im just a boy with a new haircut
And thats a pretty nice haircut
Charge it like a puzzle, hit me wearin muzzles
Hesitate to die, look around, around, the second drummers drowned
His telephone is found

Music scene is crazy, bands start up each and every day
I saw another one just the other day
A special new band
I remember lying
I dont remember lies
I dont remember what
But I dont care, I care, I really dont care
Did you see the drummers hair?

Advertising looks and chops a must
No big hair!!
Songs mean a lot
When songs are bought
And so are you-
Bitch, rant down to the practice room
Attention and fame so
Career, career, career....

Knock, Knock

White Rabbits (NY; formerly Columbia, MO)

[via FoxyTunes / White Rabbit]

I downloaded this album last week and cant get enough. These dudes know how to craft a hook. There is a myriad of influences present but they make their own music here. I love the foreboding piano and the door knock drums. This is very new shizz so no lyrics yet. These guys have been touring with such luminaries as : The Walkmen, and Spoon, two of my favs. Enjoy!

Artist: White Rabbits
Song: Right Where They Left

White Rabbits_It's Frightening_08_Right Where They Left.mp3

Silky Smooth

Kathleen Edwards

[via FoxyTunes / Kathleen Edwards]

I stumbled across this song earlier in the week and I had to share. Kathleen Edwards is a guilty pleasure of mine. She can shred on the guitar and writes a fine song, her music reeks of quality. I love the images she uses for this tune. Hopefully you will too.

Kathleen Edwards_Asking for Flowers_01_Buffalo.mp3

Artist: Kathleen Edwards
Song: Buffalo

The summer months left me alone
But the fall rolled in on the back of a storm
In the night you and I drove
Have you ever seen lightning and snow?

All these weeks without a note
It's like a ticking clock
Every time that you phone
I've run aground truth be told
And when it comes to me
I'll let you know

Don't be like that

Just my luck an Irish rose
In a drinking hole
I'd played a thousand one shows
What you need is to just go home
And when it comes to you
Don't leave it alone

Don't be like that

Up ahead the roads were closed
And the Gennys ran most of Buffalo
The customs man at border control
Said yes you can go
But you won't make it home

Don't be like that

Scotchy Scotch Scotch

It's play list time again. I am starting to dig coming up with eight songs at a time to share. Its a challenge and a quest. I am feeling some nice Pop vibes right now, so dig it. I am also going to include another random picture. Enjoy.

From Web Pics

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Haunting

Gnarls Barkley

[via FoxyTunes / Gnarls Barkley]

Cee-Lo has a voice that speaks to me. It is so expressive, I am buying whatever he is selling. This is one of my favorite Neo-Soul songs of the last few cycles. I think that people wrote these guys off after "Crazy" but they are still very relevant and stoking some fire on stage as well. I hope you enjoy.

Gnarls Barkley-03-St. Elsewhere.mp3

Artist: Gnarls Barkley
Song: St. Elsewhere

I packed a few of my belongings
Left the life that I was living
Just some memories of it
Mostly the ones I can't forget

Whenever you need me I'll be here
Until then my dear
I'm going, I'm going, going there

Don't ask me to make time
To travel back and forth
Let nature take its course
Maybe I'm open from all this ocean air

And if it weren't for you I'd be without
A care setting sail to St. Elsewhere

Anywhere you sit you can see the sun
Unfortunately on this island I'm the only one

And same rules apply on a rainy day
Then it's not such a pretty place to be
It just rains and rains and rains on me

Send a simple sign I can understand
Then a flower grew out that sand
Before you know it I was back out on that sea
Now I don't mind it so much because it's normal
I'm not there, anywhere, St. Elsewhere

Way over yonder there's a new frontier
Would it be so hard for you
To come and visit me here?
I understand
Well just send me a message in a bottle then baby

The Good Old Days

I had the pleasure of seeing Dr Dog again this weekend. This time I wanted to share the experience so I took my camera. The Cave singers opened for Dr. Dog at my favorite dive bar/music venue, Bottletree. I have been a big fan of these gents the last few years and I have blogged about them a few times here as well. They have a very enthusiastic live show. I saw license plates all the way from North Carolina, so I guess the secret is out. The set list was great and so was the energy from the band and crowd. Here is a favorite off the new disc and some photos from the road...with Dr. Dog.

Dr. Dog_Fate_11_My Friend.mp3

Artist: Dr. Dog
Song: My Friend

My friend says that the end holds nothing more
He don't hide his shame
says its all the same
Like a man without a name
Old days asleep in the shade by the Brandywine
See a dog get paid
see a boy behave
Every bone deserves a grave
But I heard the Good Lord's warning
like he might not forget by the morning
With no more terrifying thoughts of dying
ooh oooooh oooh
My Lord, I'm climbing aboard and I'm going home
No time to lose, no time to pack
Take a step and take it back
But I heard the Good Lord's warning
like he might not forget by the morning
With no more terrifying thoughts of dying
ooh ooooh oooh

Keep on with the living you'll soon enough be dead
You got the whole world spinning in your head
and you don't want to give it up (don't give it up, don't give it up)
Cause no one should be sorry
we're just another day
You can say you'll be back
but you won't ever go away (won't go away, won't go away)
Cause love that never leaves is never ever welcome back
and i'm running out of skin thick enough to hide in (won't go away, won't go away)
Now hand in hand we're back in time we're chasing the train
Looking back looking back to wave goodbye
we're headed for the same disaster (don't give it up, don't give it up)

Spectator

Typically, I find a song that inspires me, and I then go in search for an image to go with the artist on the World Wide Web. Today I am posting with my own photograph of the Band. A few weeks ago I went to my favorite music venue/dive bar in Birmingham called the Bottletree and these guys opened up for a band called Tapes and Tapes. These guys stole the show. They are called Wild Light. They say fuck a lot. I had a great night at this show I am going to prove it by including a slide show of the night. Enjoy

01 California On My Mind.mp3

Artist: Wild Light
Song: California On My Mind

Give me a lake that I can dive into
Bury my head in the shit at the bottom
Fuck today
Fuck San Francisco
Fuck California (x2)
I realize I never gave you a chance
I realize I never gave you romance
At the top of the hill
At the top of the hill
Leave me to stream in the current or breeze

Give me a lake that I can dive into
Bury my head in the shit at the bottom
Fuck today
Fuck Oakland
Fuck California
At the top of the hill
At the top of the hill
Leave me to stream in the current or breeze
Leave me to stream in the current or breeze
Leave me to stream in the current or breeze

Playlist Funtime

I found a new site today. This could be fun. I upload 8 songs that I think would make a cool play list, and they make a little player for me to share with you. Let me know what you think. And now a random image.






Press play and judge me. Harshly.

Happy

Animal Collective, Webster Hall

[via FoxyTunes / Animal Collective]

I have been listening to these gents for a few years and am hypnotized by the new album. There is a little bit of Flaming lips mixed with Beach Boys amongst other influences. This tune is becoming a fav off the new disc for me. The chorus makes me happy. It may take a couple listens for the poison to take effect. Its worth the commitment...

06 Bluish.mp3

Artist: Animal Collective
Song: Bluish

I’m getting lost in your curls
I’m drawing pictures on your skin
So soft it twirls
I like your looks when you get mean
I know I shouldn’t say so but when you
Claw me like a cat, I’m beaming
I like the way you squeeze my hand
Pulling me into another dream
A lucid dream
I’m getting lost in your curls
I’m getting crushed out on the things
that only I should see
Not for boys, they’re just for me

Hurry to talk, from far away
I can see you, you curl your fists and you pull your hair
When we’re alone, I wanna say
Let’s just stay in, no one’s here in our apartment babe

(Put on the dress that I like)
It makes me so crazy, though I can’t say why
(Keep on your stockings for a while)
Some kind of magic in the way you’re lying there

I’m getting lost in your curls
I’m getting rushed back on a whim
Our breaths get wind
Back to the time when we were green
I know we have changed
But I still grin cause I can’t wait to see you
Back to the time I touched your hair
When I was so scared to look that mean
I think it’s weird
I’m getting lost in your curls
I’m getting crushed out on the things
That only I should see
They’re not for boys, they’re just for me

Girl, you can talk from far away
It’s so hard for me
Only to get the urge to kiss you there
When we’re alone, I wanna say
Let’s just stay in, no one’s here in our apartment babe

(Put on the dress that I like)
It makes me so crazy, though I can’t say why
(Keep on your stockings for a while)
Some kind of magic in the way you’re lying there
(repeat)

I am tired

Jenny Lewis

[via FoxyTunes / Jenny Lewis]

Jenny's voice is heaven. I love how this song is like a confession. She makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up and...daddy likey. Hope you enjoy.

05 Acid Tongue.mp3

Artist: Jenny Lewis and The Watson Twins
Song: Acid Tongue

I went to a cobbler

To fix a hole in my shoe

He took one look at my face

And said, "I can fix that hole in you"



I beg your pardon

I'm not looking for a cure

Seen enough of my friends

In the depths of the godsick blues



You know I am a liar

You know I am a liar

Nobody helps a liar



Because I've been down to Dixie

And dropped acid on my tongue

Tripped upon the land

Until enough was enough



I was a little bit lighter

And adventure on my sleeve

I was a little drunk

And looking for company



So I found myself a sweetheart

With the softest of hands

We were unlucky in love

But I'd do it all again



We build ourselves a fire

We build ourselves a fire

But you know I am a liar

You know I am a liar



And you don't know what I've done



By the rolling river is

Exactly where I was

There was no simple cure

For unlucky in love



To be lonely is a habit

Like smoking or taking drugs

And I've quit them both

But man, was it rough



Now I am tired

It just made me tired

Let's build ourselves a fire

Let's build ourselves a fire

Respect

Etwas Hoeheres by Wolfgang Wildner

[via FoxyTunes / Aaron Neville]

In light of my first trip to the Big Easy last weekend I wanted to post the song that constantly ran through my head as I walked the streets. I had an inspirational visit. Great way to start the year. I am including some photos from the trip for your enjoyment.

Louisiana 1927.mp3

Artist: Aaron Neville
Song: Louisiana 1927 - Written by Randy Newman

What has happened down here is the wind have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain
Rained real hard and rained for a real long time
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline

The river rose all day
The river rose all night
Some people got lost in the flood
Some people got away alright
The river have busted through cleard down to Plaquemines
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangelne

CHORUS
Louisiana, Louisiana
They're tyrin' to wash us away
They're tryin' to wash us away
Louisiana, Louisiana
They're tryin' to wash us away
They're tryin' to wash us away

President Coolidge came down in a railroad train
With a little fat man with a note-pad in his hand
The President say, "Little fat man isn't it a shame what the river has
done
To this poor crackers land."

CHORUS


Here are some photo's from my 1st look at Nawlins...

Unexpected

Wow. I have fallen into this album recently. The epic score with the cool sixties sound makes this feel retro and sophisticated. One of the best albums of the year. Also, it rocks. Enjoy...

The Last Shadow Puppets_The Age Of The Understatement_01_The Age Of The Understatement.mp3

Artist: The Last Shadow Puppets
Song: The Age Of Understatement

Decided
To sneak off away
From your stomach
And try your pulse
And captured
What seemed all
Unknowing and candid
But they suspected
It was false

She's playful
The boring would
Warn you be careful
Of her brigade
In order to tame
This relentless marauder
Move away from the parade

And she was walking on the tables
In the glass house
Endearingly bedraggled in the wind
Subtle in her method of seduction
The twenty little tragedies begin

And she would throw
A feather boa in the road
If she thought
That it would set the scene
Unfittingly dipped
Into your companions
Enlighten them to make you seethe

And there's affection to rent
The age of the understatement
Before the attraction ferments
Kiss me properly and pull me apart

Affection to rent
The age of the understatement
Before this attraction ferments
Kiss me properly and pull me apart

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

And my fingers scratch at my hair
Before my mind can get too reckless
The idea of seeing you here
Is enough to make the sweat grow cold

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh