Archive | April, 2012

Throwback Thursday: Hell is Eux Autres

26 Apr

Hell is Eux AutresI know what you’re thinking: How is Eux Autres a throwback? I mean, Sun is Sunk just came out, and it’s incredible! All totally true. But Sun is Sunk is not what has been on heavy rotation in my house (I’d say medium rotation). No, dear friends, I am all of obsessed with an Eux Autres record, and it’s their very first record, Hell is Eux Autres that is a whopping 8 years old. I say that is throwback worthy, y’all!

Eux Autres, pronounced ooz-auh-tra for those Frenchily-challenged like myself, are very worthy. Last week, still reeling from seeing The Aislers Set live, I realized I cannot go the rest of my life listening to ONLY The Aislers Set (okay, maybe I can). I needed something similar, but something decidedly different, and in came Eux Autres. Actually, The Aislers Set’s drummer is provides one-half of the lead vocals! And did you know Janet Weiss produced this record? Star-studded!

Even those these babes are located way out in SF, they obviously are obsessed with French pop and the 1960s, and it shows. My favorite song on the record is “The Things They Carried” because I have never heard the Vietnam War portrayed in such a delicious, happy way before. “The Sundance Kid” is also a favorite. Heather Larimer has an adorable, buttery voice, and she is so pitch perfect sometimes that it almost makes anyone sound good singing along (*ahem* or just me… in my own head).


Eux Autres, “The Sundance Kid”

Throwback Thursday: The Parcels

19 Apr
the parcels

The Parcels are THE original recipe, amirite?

Last Friday I tracked down a .zip file of the amazing Have a Go With The Parcels. Who are the Parcels you might ask? They were such a scrappy, adorable trio that crafted some of my most favorite pop songs. I haven’t heard them in years; my ex-beau I think got a copy of the CD from writing to AJ years ago, but since I left Buffalo, I haven’t had a copy of it for myself. Now I do, and I am listening to it right now, happily drifting down memory lane.

“Jessica Pancakes” is an obvious nod to The Association, lifting riffs straight from the source. Normally that kinda stuff might leave a bad taste in my mouth, but The Parcels obviously makes it their own and somehow totally, completely different. “Jessica Pancakes” is such a sweet, magnificent song. So magnificent, my old band covered it and made it a part of our own repertoire, only for everyone who liked us to prefer that song to any of the jams we wrote ourselves. I can’t blame them; I feel the same way! Here’s a link to a terrible video of The Grade Grubbers covering Jessica Pancakes years ago (2007).

While “Jessica Pancakes” is the obvious hit on this record, it’s not my favorite song. I think my favorite is probably “Minor Disturbance Grrrl.” If I could figure out a way to stream this shit to y’all without breaking like a thousand laws, I would. If it’s helpful, I found a download of the record on Side Ponytail.

I do have a slight tinge of guilt having downloaded this baby. Melis, Christian or AJ: if any of you read this, please send me your PayPal email address, and I will gladly PayPal y’all lik $50 for making my life so awesome due to your awesome jams being a part of it.


The Parcels, “Jessica Pancakes”

Dick Clark: The Original Pop Blogger

18 Apr

R.I.P, bro. I hope you’re dancin’ to some sweet jams.

Friday Dance Jam: LO-FI-FNK and NYC shows tonight (Small Factory, The Secret History)

13 Apr

Lo Fi FnkWhat a freaking week, man. Started a new job. Danced my ass off in the pit at The Aislers Set. Life was changed forever hearing Pam Berry sing “Throw Aggi Off the Bridge” in real life. This weekend will probably be chill. Might grab a drink with a friend tonight (still considering attending the NYC Popfest Alumni event *details below*), hanging out with a friend in a veg-out party tomorrow night, might get dinner Sunday night.

But this week really reminded me why I love living in NYC. I lived in Buffalo, NY for a long time… Sometimes cool stuff would come into town, but most of the time when that happened, it was because of me and my ex-beau’s efforts to bring more pop music to the area (ironically, The Hive Dwellers are playing there at Sugar City tonight; so awesome). But I don’t even have to leave town to see amazing bands now. In fact, sometimes I have to choose between amazing bands, like how I had to choose between Chickfactor and Pulp, which really took hours of self-reflection and honest internal-debate. I also have a lot of rad friends here who share my enthusiasm for this stuff.

That’s why this week’s Friday Dance Jam is none other than “City” by my favorite Swedish dance bros, Lo-Fi-Fnk. I saw these dudes open for Architecture in Helsinki years ago, and they were so good, Architecture in Helsinki seemed like a waste of time, and I walked out half way through their set (seriously, true story). I hope you enjoy, whether you belong in a city or not.


LO-FI-FNK, “City”

Events happening tonight that I am probably too lazy to attend:

Small Factory
Air Waves
@ Cake Shop
152 Ludlow
New York, NY
8pm, $10

The Secret History
Summer Fiction
The Smittens
Adam & The Amethysts
@ The Rock Shop
248 Fourth Ave
Brooklyn, NY
8pm, $8

Throwback Thursday: The Organ

12 Apr

fan me off, so hot.

It’s been awhile! Sorry for slacking (as if anyone even noticed). New job/the dozens of shows to go to have been harshin my blogging mellow. Life is totally hard, right?

So my BFF went to see Pulp last night (and I went to Chickfactor and saw the Aislers Set which is an entirely different entry; can’t even). She was telling me all about Jarvis’ gyrating hips, and she mentioned that she’d never been so turned on at a show. Ick-factor aside, it got me thinking: When have I been turned on at a show? And I can only think of two examples, and that is the two times I saw The Organ.

The Organ is a Canadian band that was mostly active in the early 2000s. I only discovered them because I went to a random free show in a suburb of Buffalo, and these beautiful ladies were playing and I fell in love. Grab That Gun is a haunting, pop masterpiece. Lots of elements of The Cure, Joy Division and so many pipes laid out on that record (hahah laying pipe).

Doesn’t hurt that Katie Sketch is a freaking dreamboat. I actually think she’s a working model now. Her Morrissey-inspired crooning had me transformed into a puddle. She is one of those rare frontpeople who make you feel like she’s singing right to you, whispering in your ear. Pretty electrifying stuff.


The Organ, “Love, Love, Love”

Pop Goes Mad Men: Season 5, Episode 2

2 Apr

“Tea Leaves”

After this week’s episode of Mad Men, I am left with one question–Why didn’t the Rolling Stones let the producers use a song of theirs? Or was this a deliberate effort to not use any Rolling Stones songs by Matthew Weiner? Was he afraid it would be too obvious? I guess it would have been.

Another reason might be that this episode seemed to cool it on the use of music. The season premiere was full of music, and even had what sounded like a score, very unlike Mad Men. This episode brought the show back to its minimalist soundtrack style, only featuring the sole outro song during the credits. This week’s choice was “Sixteen Going on Seventeen” from the Sound of Music. Interesting choice considering the face I made when we found out Megan’s age (see here).

But this was a very Betty-centric episode. We’ve discovered that poor Betty, even though she has what appears to be the perfect life, is struggling with her weight. Can I say that it really is too bad that Queen’s “Fat Bottomed Girls” doesn’t come for another decade or so? Betty is even called “middle-aged” by her doctor. What surprises me is I feel it necessary to mention these things before I even give a thought to the fact that Betty had a freaking CANCER scare. It somehow seems secondary to the fact that Mrs. Perfect’s veneer seems to be breaking down.

A little more about the song–”Sixteen Going on Seventeen” is from the acclaimed musical about everyone’s favorite Austrian songstress, The Sound of Music. In this song, Rolf is trying to convince Liesl that he is mature because he is all of 17 years old and can traverse the world in a way that Liesl cannot because she is merely 16 and, well, a stupid girl. But in reality, Liesl is really the mature of the two.

So what does this have to do with Mad Men? Well, have we established that Betty is a stupid girl? While I am not a fan of her, I do not think she is stupid, but I am pretty sure everyone in her life thinks she is. Sometimes she acts in such a way that encourages those thoughts (sorry, I am trying to be a feminist about it and not call her a dumb bitch). The doctor talks to her like a 10 year old. She needs Don, her asshole ex-husband, to tell her everything is going to be okay. Her mother-in-law thinks she’s fat (omg), and she’s only good for keeping her husband happy. In the meantime, her husband seems to be the only person in the world who likes this woman for longer than a few weeks, and yet she is cold as ice to him (Emma Frost reprise?).

Betty is the sad reality of what housewives had to look forward to. While we have the Peggys of the world (and I dare say the Megans) who have decided to work and fight for their own place in the world, we also have Betty, who dedicated her life to her children and her husbands, ahuge part of which is hinged on her sexual desirability. Fortunately Betty’s new man seems less worried about it and still finds her attractive. She seems so worried about her weight, and then he validates her size, makes her feel better about it. Are we supposed to see her eating the sundae at the end as Betty coming to terms with her size or giving up?

The beginning stanza of “Sixteen Going on Seventeen”–”You wait little girl / On an empty stage / For fate to turn the light on / Your life little girl / is an empty page / that men will want to write on.” Betty in many ways is still a little girl.

Which makes me wonder about the other women portrayed in the episode and how they are often infantalized by the men around them. Let’s talk about Peggy. Peggy is a capable, hard-working copywriter. And yet, rather than advocate for her to do the Mohawk Airlines job, they have Peggy hire a man, someone who confuses her for the secretary and completely disrespects her in the interiew. Rather than kick this guy out on his ass, she gives him an interview with Don. What the hell, Peggy?

“I am 16 going on 17 / I know that I’m naive / Fellows I meet may tell me I’m sweet / And willingly I believe”

Seems like Peggy has a Liesl-complex, too.

To shift the conversation a bit, let’s talk about The Rolling Stones. While obviously there was no Stones in the episode to discuss in terms of actual songs, I found Don’s reaction to the young fangirls really interesting. Is Don becoming a prude? Sure, Don is getting older. In fact, he has a tween daughter. But, I mean, it’s Don. Don freaking Draper. His wife is barely older than these groupies for chrissake. Was he disturbed at how willing these girls would have been to give it up to these rockstars? Was he jealous it was not him? Is Don becoming out of touch? Most importantly–IS ROCK AND ROLL MAKING AN OLD MAN OUT OF DON DRAPER? Something all the whiskey and cigarettes in the world could not do. Way to go, Mick Jagger.

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