Audio Files: Dead songbirds; Wang Chung; and Big Pooh

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Welcome back to another edition of “Audio Files,” the world’s most amorphous music column. Last week, we discussed groupies, white noise, and cosmonautical hoaxes. This week, the staff is amped ‘cuz our backstage passes to the Keith Urban show finally arrived. (Scott, fire up that sweet ride of yours; you, me, ‘n the boys are gonna freak out the squares all night long. Just like a Thin Lizzy song.)

NEWS

TWEET OF THE WEEK

How ’bout Neil Hamburger’s seamless merger of thoughts involving the Perseid Meteor Shower, liquid orgasms, and Mick Jagger.

OBSCURE 80s FLASHBACK

I recently dropped this Jackson Browne-Clarence Clemons ear-worm on blogging comrade Substitute, and he didn’t respond well at all.

HEATING UP MY PLAYIST

SYMPHONIC FLICKR

GENRE OF THE WEEK

Hey, let’s slather ourselves in Danger Music! We’ll crush everyone with bulldozers.

SAILING THE SEAS OF YOU TUBE (AND BEYOND)

RANDOM SHARDS OF SONIC INFORMATION

UNCLOTHED MUSICIAN OF THE MOMENT

This week’s trophy goes to Erykah Badu, nude and riddled with bullets.

CLOSING THOUGHTS

The Arcade Fire“…why?

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4 Responses to “Audio Files: Dead songbirds; Wang Chung; and Big Pooh”

  1. So, is that really Scott’s car? Hahahahaha! Great blog!

  2. Hi Van:

    If memory serves, that was Scott’s temporary car:

    http://whenfallsthecoliseum.com/2010/03/18/why-i-am-driving-such-a-badass-looking-car/

    It is worthy of Obama ‘auto metaphor’ for damn sure!

  3. I once saw Arcade Fire on Austin City Limits and they were such a bunch of precious arse wipes I wanted to run up on stage and smack them all collectively on the nose.

  4. It’s funny, I’ve never even stood next to their “fire,” per se. I just see their name in my various RSS, Facebook, and Twitter feeds 9 million times a day, and I wonder where all the excitement and instant chubbies are coming from. I guess I’m too busy watching videos of amputees tickling the ivories.

    The Arcade Fire cha cha cha kinda reminds me of the Radiohead phenomena a while back. To this day, the only Radiohead song I can speak knowledgeably about is “Creep.” I know next to nothing about anything else in the band’s catalogue. I’m not even an anti-Radiohead guy; there’s just nothing that steers me toward their music. I don’t feel like my life is less rich because of it though.

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