Oh my, yes!
Update 2/25/09 2:25 p.m.:
WTF?!: Just heard this song playing in Barnes ‘n’ Noble, at which store one normally does not hear “Rip it Up” by Orange Juice. I believe that I called this bold new reality into being with my blog post.
Oh my, yes!
Update 2/25/09 2:25 p.m.:
WTF?!: Just heard this song playing in Barnes ‘n’ Noble, at which store one normally does not hear “Rip it Up” by Orange Juice. I believe that I called this bold new reality into being with my blog post.
Ladies and gentlemen, Sasha Frere-Jones:
An unadorned style has served Cohen’s albums best, the voice clean and clearly audible. In 1977, for the album “Death of a Ladies’ Man,” Cohen’s uneasy collaboration with the producer Phil Spector—who excluded him from the final mixing sessions—resulted in a dreadful mix of pop, country, and some weird variant of disco. (Cohen later called it “grotesque.”)
I can only assume that “weird variant of disco” refers to this song. A turd for the argument.

2004 Chromatics (in KRMTX phase) LP sports an impeccable cover design, drum machine/guitar/voice tones that I’m still trying to steal, and “best-drummer-in-hardcore” Max Anarchy from Get Hustle. Go!
Perhaps these songs have been overexposed at this point (partial blame belongs to my fabulous mixtapes), but aside from being the best song of all time, “Sat in Your Lap” also sports the best cover image of any music recording ever released, so I thought it was worth sharing. Click on the picture or “the song” for the song.
I included “The Big Sky” on one of the aforementioned mixtapes, but again, the picture on the back of the 12″ is very, very cool looking indeed. Click on the very cool picture for alternate mixes and a b-side, if you’re so inclined.
From the New York Times:
But the drop of Mr. Reed’s name allows “Adventureland” to make heartfelt use of “Satellite of Love,” one of his loveliest songs and part of a soundtrack that runs the gamut of more or less period-appropriate sounds, from the sublimity of Hüsker Dü to the ridiculousness of a bar band covering Foreigner. Otherwise Mr. Mottola is careful not to fetishize or lampoon the 1980s with silly hairdos or too-obvious topical references.
Ha ha ha!! Ha ha!!! No comment!!! Ha ha ha, etc:
Legal Illegal originally appeared on a 1978 E.M./P.S. album called
, which (ignoring the obvious flaws of the title) has a sleeve that would better befit a Manchester punk compilation, or perhaps an Al Gore paperback edition:
Here are the lyrics, and a liner note about the history of British political songs.
I’m slowly and pleasantly becoming acquainted with Yoko Ono’s Approximately Infinite Universe.
For Sarah Palin, “All Day I Felt Like Smashing My Face in a Clear Glass Window.”
