Ben Folds – “Fred Jones Part 2″
Bizarre way to start off the day. There’s a lot of doom and gloom talk in the newsroom I work in about “the future.” Cost-cutting. New missions. Solutions. Transformations. These are all corporate psycho-babble terms for layoffs and putting the veterans out to pasture and such. I shivered a little when this song about a guy getting fired from a paper started playing. I’ll just let some lyrics talk:
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark
There’s an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall
He’s cleared all his things and he’s put them in boxes
Things that remind him: ‘Life has been good’
Twenty-five years
He’s worked at the paper
A man’s here to take him downstairs
And I’m sorry, Mr. Jones
It’s time
There was no party, there were no songs
‘Cause today’s just a day like the day that he started
No one is left here that knows his first name
Lucero -”What Else Would You Have Me Be?”
First Lucero song I ever heard. Played a 30-second clip of it on iTunes and was hooked. Still my favorite song they’ve done.
The Fags – “Rockstar”
Big Star – “Thirteen”
Valve – “Part of the Catch Phrase”
What the hell happened to Casey Diiorio, anyway? I heard he was helping Zac Maloy engineer records, but that’s all I’ve heard. Ah, Google says he has a studio in Fort Worth. Cool. His old band (Valve, for those who don’t know) is one of my favorite DFW bands of all time. This song and “Upper West Coast” are legendary to a few dozen of us, I’m sure.
The Jayhawks – “The Eyes of SarahJane”
Head Automatica – “Lying Through Your Teeth”
Shuggie Otis – “Not Available”
Pete Yorn – “Committed”
RAWK SAWNG OF THE DAY / BEST BAND YOU’VE PROBABLY NEVER HEARD: J Roddy Walston and The Business – “Rock and Roll the Second”
The night before SXSW 2008 kicked off, this band knocked us on our asses at Andy’s in Denton. I was drowning Amstels with caffeine king Matt Holmes downstairs when we decided to labor up the staircase to see who was making all the noise. We were met with what sounded and looked like Angus Young rocking great balls of fire with Jerry Lee Lewis. Two dozen faces were melted that night. Band name is hot, too.
Travis – “Safe”
Bush – “Letting the Cables Sleep”
Don’t hate.
Jeff Buckley – “New Year’s Prayer”
So good it’s scary. I don’t like listening to this song in the dark. Not one bit.
Sloan – “Step on it, Jean”
Paul McCartney – “Feet in the Clouds”
Breakdown:
14 songs
all during commute (dropped someone off at airport during rush hour. Idiotfest on the highway)
So I bought The Magpies CD at their gig Tuesday. Today I put it in the Powerbook, imported the songs and put the disc back in its sleeve. Then I stared at the sleeve for a few seconds, picked it up, stared at it some more and put it back down. Then I stared some more. I sighed and dropped a depressed F-bomb when it hit me that I’ll probably never pick that disc up again. After years of resistance, I’ve been dominated by the digital revolution. The hundreds of CDs on the rack in the living room just collect dust. No use for them anymore. I really don’t know what to think about it. I mean, I once managed a damn CD store. I’ve had thousands of CDs manufactured for bands I’ve worked with. Sold them all across the country. Now it’s all obsolete. I’m reminded of the wise words of a hillbilly philosopher: “Tough titty, said the kitty, but the milk is still good!”
