Stew's Updated 2004 Extravaganza (featuring 30 Albums and mild nudity) (under construction)
Submitted by stooky on Wed, 12/22/2004 - 04:21
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Elliott Smith: From The Basement On The Hill
- >The confounding accidental death of E. Smith leaves his adoring fans with only this album as his last testament. A gloriously beautiful posthumous release (which in a sly cosmic joke comes courtesy of, benefiting and sequenced by the very people who figure heavily in the more nasty songs on the album, spin wrote a good article on the subject.) full of anguished lyrics and best arrangements of this sorely missed artists' catalogue.
Ted Leo & The Pharmacists: Shake The Sheets
- >An slab of manic power pop so effervescent it could potentially be used as a weapon against Britney Spears, causing self immolation from dancing too fast while being covered in cooking oil. It could happen.
Modest Mouse: Good News For People Who Love Bad News
- >Corny mainstream music by a musical dilettante that is both weirdly catchy and playfully pessimistic that alienated die-hard fans…weird considering it sounded a lot like the earlier music.
Franz Ferdinand: Franz Ferdinand
- >FF turn dork-rock into something beautiful, their mixture of disco, mod and sassy 70’s punk causing beautiful, well-socialized people everywhere to scream “Can’t I be a loser too?!” By the way, the answer to that question is NO you “nob” (short for “Normal Obnoxious Biped”).
The Arcade Fire: Funeral
- >A rare amalgam of achingly bouncy pop and bizarre musical ambitions that doesn’t suck like a Hoover vacuum.
Sufjan Stevens: Seven Swans
- >Fey religious folk that actually conveys the greatness of God (and the music) as you sing along to the lyric “if you run, he will chase you. He is the lord!” That’s “Gabba Gabba Hey!” for religious nerds by the way.
Nick Cave: The Lyres Of Orpheus/ Abattoir Blues
- >A roaring, gospel-tinged orgy of depravity, sex, vice and violence with a little old fashioned saccharine crooning thrown in for the demure.
TV On The Radio: Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes
- >buoyantly moody post-punk/doo-wop that makes you say “huh!” a lot while thrusting your groin about. Right on!
Devandra Banhart: Rejoicing The Hands
- > Emotionally resonant, bizarre and lastly twee folk that contains the lyric “because my teeth don’t bite I can take them out dancing”. Is it just me or is that slightly scary?
Mark Lanegan Band: Bubblegum
- >Kinda like the lost Tom Waits/Kyuss tapes that somehow turned out less weird and more pop-esque.
Cocorosie: La Maison de Mon Reve
- >Spunky, slow, old blues/trip-hop/broadway that tinkles it’s way into your heart until you unashamedly ask yourself “what is my favourite color?”
A.C. Newman: The Slow Wonder
- >I say “Slow Wonder has the most great hooks on one album since Weezer’s blue album,” you say “Mrs. Spears has great boobs,” and we’re both right.
Lali Puna: Faking The Books
- >Tinkly electronica? Chanteuse singing? Shoegazing guitar wank? Pretty pop melodies? Lali Puna.
The Streets: A Grand Don’t Come For Free
- >Man loses money, bets on soccer, finds new girl, dumps old one, finds out he’s being cheated on, beats on TV repairman and loses his money then rewinds Scooby Doo style and gets it back. It’s lucky this crap has great music.
Kanye West: The College Dropout
- >Kanye West has effectively pinched a Cleveland steamer on the anemic hip-hop community with this album.
The Libertines: The Libertines
- >Rock n’ roll didn’t die, it just moved to Britain and drank lager biding it’s time until everyone realized they couldn’t live without it.
Tom Waits: Real Gone
- >Another grand album from a man who wanders about making grand albums, he’s turned into a weirdly good cliché.
Sam Phillips: A Boot And A Shoe
- >Super cool jazz pop.
Death From Above 1979: You Are A Woman, I'm A Machine
- >A great album for the emotionally sensitive metalhead so he can shed a tear in the moshpit.
Jim’s Secret Santa mix tape
- >Beating out Interpol, Loretta Lynn and Brian Wilson into the top 20, embodying the epitome of mysterious cool, who is this Jim Biancolo cat?
16 Non-2004 Albums I've Recently Bought And Absolutely Loved
- Sheila Chandra: Weaving My Ancestors' Voices (Realworld, 1994)
- Manu Chao: Clandestino (Virgin, 1999)
- Ornette Coleman: This Is Our Music (1964/Sepia Tone, 2002)
- Buddy Holly & The Crickets: The Chirping Crickets (1956/Geffen-Decca, 2002)
- The Jam: All Mod Cons (1979/Epic, 2002)
- Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan: Shahen Shah (Realworld, 1989)
- Ted Leo And The Pharmasists: The Tyranny Of Distance (Lookout!, 2001)
- The Mekons: Rock And Roll (Twin/Tone, 1988)
- Modest Mouse: The Moon And Antartica (Epic, 2000)
- Neutral Milk Hotel: In An Aeroplane Over The Sea (Merge, 1997)
- Orbital: 2 (Internal, 1993)
- Pernice Brothers: Yours, Mine & Ours (Ashmont, 2003)
- The Shins: Oh, Inverted World (Sub Pop, 2001)
- The Temptations: Sing Smokey (1964/Motown, 2003)
- Scott Walker: Climate Of The Hunter (Virgin, 1983)
- Lucinda WIlliams: Sweet Old World (Mercury, 1992)
I found the albums, but Stook, good God, where is the nudity, man?
;)
Shalom, y'all!
L. Bangs
LMAO! Unfortunately I was eating soup while reading your comments, basically I spurted Chicken Noodle soup out my nose. Thanks.
T'ho
I think it's like one of those 3D "Magic Eye" puzzles. If you squint your eyes just right, the list turns into... oh my, that is naughty.
My parents bought me a large, framed Magic Eye puzzle one year for my birthday. I stared at that sucker until tears streamed down my cheek, but I could never see it...
I am not sure my parents like me very much.
But now if nudity is involved, eye injury be damned, I will see it!
;)
Shalom, y'all!
L. Bangs
Did you eventually pick up on it? I always thought the directions they gave you were misleading. It tells you to unfocus your eyes and then move it back and forth until you see it, but those directions are incredibly vague. There's a very specific way to be able to see them that always worked for me. If you look at a Magic Eye, you should notice that the pattern largely repeats itself. You see one piece, and then two inches to the right, you should see the identical piece. What you should do is bend your eyes so that the identical pieces overlap. This is a conscious effort and not just a vague relaxing of your eyes. Now you just have to step back a little bit so you can see the whole picture.
Oh, and yeah. Nudity is good.
Alas, I was pegged by an iceball in college. Ever since, I see a slight double in my left eye, and I fear that destroys the illusion.
One of days, I will have to go in and get that fixed...
Shalom, y'all!
L. Bangs
Bah! This is too much work. I'll just hop on over to Eros Blog.
jim beat Loretta Lynn! Way to go, jim!
It's about time too, after all those years of her kicking sand in my face and laughing at my pipecleaner arms.
That's pretty mild nudity, but it is so cool, I will forgive you.
Why does that remind me of Paste magazine?
Shalom, y'all!
L. Bangs
That's a nipple for your gratification, albeit a hairy man nipple, but my nipple is the only nipple I can post on the internet without the threat of lawsuit, pain, etc. I just typed nipple 5 times in a discussion; I can now cross that off my "things I haven't done" list.
T'ho
Why was Elliot Smith's death "accidental"?
Circumstances preclude the coroner from ruling it a suicide, no hesitation wounds, light wounds his hands and the nature of the injury; stabbed twice in the chest with a rather large kitchen knife, unusual to be sure. I think it was officially ruled "death by misadventure" because of it's suspicious nature. True or not it can't technically be ruled a suicide, although I doubt it was anything else considering I've been around people who've suffered from severe depression.
I'll see if I can find the article I read and post a scanned copy.
T'ho
I labelled it "accidental" for those reasons.
T'ho
Thanks, I hadn't heard those details.