Song-A-Day: January 23

It’s finally time to celebrate an album’s birthday! Today Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?, viewed by many as the premiere Of Montreal Album, turns seven years old. Kevin Barnes is one of the more fascinating artists you can find and this album seemed to catch him at both his highs and lows perfectly. Our Song-A-Day is the penultimate track on the album: “She’s A Rejector”.

My, my, you busted me like a Robocop
Strike me with your riding crop
I’m forever going celibate tomorrow
But tonight, like success, knows no shame

Oh no, she’s a rejecter
I must protect myself

There’s the girl that left me bitter
Want to pay some other girl
To just walk up to her and hit her
But I can’t, I can’t, I can’t

My, my, this demon heart of the master’s hand
Crush me, why, I don’t understand
And I know you’re not her
Because the girl of my dreams is probably God
Still, I want you

Throwbacks

Welcome to a new little segment that will hopefully be popping up every Thursday from now until the end of the semester called Throwbacks. Once a week I’ll try to throw up a jam from back in the day that was iconic or influential in some way. For this week I decided to pick Otis Redding’s Respect. Redding was my artist of choice because his work was influential even though he was only active for a short time (he died at 26 in a plane crash). Kanye West and Jay-Z sampled Redding’s song ‘Try A Little Tenderness’ on their song ‘Otis’ which was released in 2012. ‘Try a Little Tenderness’ is also in the movie Pretty in Pink that came out in the 80s.
The song ‘Respect’ may sound familiar, but they name usually associated with it is Aretha Franklin. Redding released the song in 1965. Franklin went on to cover the song and add in the R-E-S-P-E-C-T part in 1967, making her a household name. Franklin’s take is much more feminist and empowering, whereas the original is using the word respect to mean sex. But, thank you, Otis Redding for inspiring Franklin to make the amazing, redefining cover that she did.

Here’s the original:

And here’s Aretha doing her thing:

Song-A-Day: January 22

Happy Birthday today to Daniel Johnston! I’m a pretty big fan of the man but I understand that a lot of the material, especially early on, can be difficult or just plain poor. The man finds gems sometimes though, and his abilities as a songwriter have grown so much throughout his career as he gives his audience the viewpoint from a schizophrenic and manic depressive. Our Song-A-Day is going to take on a lighter tone than that though, as we’re going to go with one off of Respect entitled “Good Morning You”.

Good Morning You
You’ve got the world, what’s in your way
Good Morning You

Had to stop to think of something to say

You sat in the chair and your were there
You looked at the wall and started to stare

Good Morning You
What do you plan to do?

Good Morning You
Though you can hardly move

You sat in a chair and you were scared
There’s so much you could do if you dared

Good Morning You
You’ve got the world, what’s in your way?

Song-A-Day: January 21

Whoops, sorry for getting this post up late, but our Song-A-Day for January 21st is going to be “Colors and the Kids” by Catpower in celebration of Chan Marshall’s 42nd birthday. Check out the song below!

must be the colors and the kids that keep me alive
’cause the music is boring me to death
must just be the colors and the kids that keep me alive
’cause I want to go right away to January night
I built a shack with an old friend
he was someone I could learn from
someone I could become
will you meet me down on a sandy beach
we can roll up our jeans
so the tide won’t get us below the knees
yellow hair, you are a funny bear
yellow hair, such a funny bear
slender fingers would hold me
slender limbs would hold me
and you could say my name
like you knew my name
I could stay here, become someone different
I could stay here, become someone better
it’s so hard to go in the city
’cause you want to say hello to everybody
it’s so hard to go into the city
’cause you want to say ‘hey I love you’ to everybody
when we were teenagers, we wanted to be the sky
now all we want is go to red places
and try to stay outta hell
must be the colors and the kids that keep me alive
’cause the music is boring me to death
must be the colors and it must just be the kids
that keep me alive on this January night
yellow hair, you are a funny bear
yellow hair, such a funny bear

Song-A-Day: January 20

Happy Birthday today to the very busy drummer/producer Questlove (or ?uestlove if you’d prefer.) Today’s Song-A-Day goes to him with this track by The Roots off of Phrenology, “The Seed (2.0)”

Knocked up 9 months ago
And what she finna have she don’t know
She want neo-soul, this hip-hop is old
She don’t want no rock-n-roll
She want platinum or ice or gold
She want a whole lotta somethin’ to fold
If you a obstacle she just drop ya cold
Cause one monkey don’t stop the show
Little Mary is bad
In these streets she done ran
E’er since when the heat began
I told the girl look here
Calm down I’ma hold your hand
To enable you to peep the plan
Cause you is quick to learn
And we can make money to burn
If you allow me the latest game
I don’t ask for much, but enough room to spread my wings
And the world finna know my name

I don’t ask, for much these days
And I don’t b****, and whine, if I don’t get my way
I only want to fertilize another behind my lover’s back
I sit and watch it grow standin’ where I’m at
Fertilize another behind my lover’s back
And I’m keepin’ my secrets mine
I push my seed in her push for life
Its gonna work because I’m pushin’ it right
If Mary drops my baby girl tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll

Cadillac need space to roam
Where we headin’ for she don’t know
We in the city where the pros shake rattle and roll
And I’m a gaddang rollin’ stone
I don’t beg I can hold my own
I don’t break I can hold the chrome
And this weighin’ a ton and I’m a son of a gun
My code name is The Only One and Black Thought is bad
These streets he done ran ever since when the game began
I never played the fool
Matter fact I be keepin’ it cool
Since money been changing hands
And I’m left to shine, but the legacy that I leave behind be the seed
That’ll keep the flame
I don’t ask for much but enough room to spread these wings
And the world finna know my name

I don’t beg
For no rich man
And I don’t scream, and kick, when his s*** don’t fall in my hands, man
Cause I know how to still
Fertilize another against my lover’s will
I lick the opposition ’cause she don’t take no pill
No dear
You’ll be keeping my legend alive
I push my seed in her push for life
Its gonna work because I’m pushin’ it right
If Mary drops my baby girl tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll
Oh break it down, break it down, break down beat

I push my seed somewhere deep in her chest
I push it naked ’cause I’ve takin’ my test
Deliverin’ Mary it don’t matter the sex
I’m gon’ name it rock and roll
I push my seed in my push for life
It’s gonna work because I’m pushin’ it right
If Mary drop my baby girl, tonight
I would name her Rock-N-Roll
I would name her Rock-N-Roll
I would name her Rock-N-Roll yeah
I would name it Rock-N-Roll

50 States, 50 Artists, 50 Songs

Alabama

Alabama Shakes- “Hold On”

Alaska

Volcano Choir- “Alaskans”

Arizona

The Beatles- “Get Back”

Arkansas

Of Montreal- “Little Rock

California

Foxygen- “San Francisco”

Colorado

Bob Dylan- “Man of Constant Sorrow”

Connecticut

Superchunk- “Connecticut

Delaware


Continue reading 50 States, 50 Artists, 50 Songs

Song-A-Day: January 19

I’m working on a blog post at the moment where we show 50 separate artists playing 50 of their songs about the fifty states which will likely be posted tomorrow, but because I set a limit on myself that I wasn’t allowed to repeat an artist I found it difficult to cover our nation’s capital in the post: Washington D.C. Thus, the song that I would like to have placed in that role will instead be grabbing our Song-A-Day nod for today, by The Magnetic Fields off of 69 Love Songs, here’s “Washington, D.C.”

W-A-S-H-I-N-G-T-O-N, baby
D-C!
W-A-S-H-I-N-G-T-O-N, baby
D-C!

Washington D.C., it’s paradise to me
It’s not because it is the grand ol’ seat
Of precious freedom and democracy
No, no, no
It’s not the greenery turning gold in fall
The scenery circling the mall
It’s just, that’s where my baby lives, thats all

Washington D.C., it’s the greatest place to be
It’s not the cherries everywhere in bloom
It’s not the way they put folks on the moon
No, no, no
It’s not the spectacles and pageantry
The thousand things you’ve got to see
It’s just, that’s where my baby waits for me

W-A-S-H-I-N-G-T-O-N, baby
D-C!
W-A-S-H-I-N-G-T-O-N, baby
D-C!

Washington D.C., it fits me to a T
It’s not the people doing something real
It’s not the way the springtime makes you feel
No, no, no
It ain’t no famous name on a golden plaque
That makes me ride that railroad track
It’s my baby’s kiss that keeps me coming back

It’s my baby’s kiss that keeps me coming back!

Song-A-Day: January 18

The theme for the day is Bros, and thus our Song-A-Day is going to “Bros” by Panda Bear off of Person Pitch. Have a great extended weekend everybody!

Hey, man, what’s your problem?

Don’t you know that I don’t belong to you?
It’s hard and hard enough to keep it up when everything is so new

I’m not trying to forget you
I just like to be alone
Come and give me the space I need
And may you may find that we’re all right

I mean no offense to you
But grow up
Can’t you just grow up?
When are you going to give it your own go?
I know I’m being way too hard
But I know that I’m trying

I know myself
And I know what I want to do
I’m doing my best
And I want to know
Is it good for you?
You give me trouble
You give me everything that you’ve got
I’ll show you that what’s right for me ain’t for you

Don’t look out for me

Who are you to tell me how when you’ve problems of your own?
I do love you and I want to hold on to you for always

Song-A-Day: January 17

Happy Birthday to Mick Taylor, the man who stepped into the Rolling Stones after Brian Jones was removed from the band and ended up being a pretty important addition as a guitarist (and perhaps helping with the writing process, though he was only ever given credit for helping to write one song). That song will be our Song-A-Day today, off of Exile On Mainstreet, “Ventilator Blues”.

When your spine is cracking and your hands, they shake
Heart is bursting and you butt’s gonna break
Your woman’s cussing, you can hear her scream
You feel like murder in the first degree

Ain’t nobody slowing down no way
Everybody’s stepping on their accelerator
Don’t matter where you are
Everybody’s gonna need a ventilator, yeah

When you’re trapped and circled with no second chances
Your code of living is your gun in hand
We can’t be browed by beating, we can’t be cowed by words
Messed by cheating, ain’t gonna ever learn

Everybody walking ’round
Everybody trying to step on their creator
Don’t matter where you are
Everybody, everybody gonna need some kind of ventilator
Some kind of ventilator, come down and get it

What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?
What you gonna do about it, what you gonna do?
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it
Gonna fight it, gonna fight it

Song-A-Day: January 16

How is January 16th relevant you ask? I have no idea, but it is in fact in January, so today’s Song-A-Day goes to a track by Billy Bragg named “January Song” off of his release from last year titled Tooth & Nail.

I’m so tightly wound in tension
Feel just like a guitar string
Wait until revealed emotions
Touch me and you’ll hear me sing

I’m so tired of being wired
But there’s so much that I have to do
Tidy up the place for Monday
When she’s buried in her dancing shoes

My journey has been so hard lately
Been having to get out and push
Left me standing on the sidewalk
Talking to a burning bush

Politicians selling freedom
Bumper sticker, 50 cents
Asking what he wants to be free from
Answer don’t make any sense

Somewhere on the far horizon
Gonna wash away my sins
Turn around and taste tomorrow
This is how the end begins