Kami Knake hosts a podcast for music/bands flying under the radar (hence the title - see the cleverness?). I subscribe to her podcast on itunes. I used to have a job that consisted largely of scanning and filing. Her podcast saved my sanity (or, it would have if I had had any to begin with).
While I don’t like every single band/artist she features (but that really would be asking a bit much, wouldn’t it?) I have discovered several bands that I have come to love that I probably wouldn’t have otherwise discovered.
Before moving back to Nashville, Kami used to book bands for the Viper Room in Los Angeles. Personally, I think her selections have veered slightly more country since moving out of LA, but that could be just my imagination. I do have a rather active imagination.
She includes links so you can purchase music from all the artists featured.
"what does this have to do with music?" you may ask
excellent question
all insightful and relevant and shit
to which i would respond, "SHUT UP, IT'S MY BLOG AND I'LL POST WHATEVER I WANT!!!"
now, if you'll excuse me (which you will), i now need to finish the can i just opened (the one that inspired me to proclaim my love), while whispering sweet nothings into its imaginary ear
i'll kiss your closed eyes so the love will not show
i'll bask in your radiance that dulls the sun's glow
i'll sing so softly that no air will blow
and no one will know
and no one will know
it goes, it goes, it just goes to shows
that anything can happen
woes, woes, hop til you knows
cuz good enough just isn't good enough
badum pomme pomme pomme
if you would but ask i could turn myself blue
by pausing the rhythm that pushes blood through
or i'd stoke up the fire blush a blazing red hue
for i gave you my heart and it pulses for you
it goes, it goes, it just goes to shows
that anything can happen
woes, woes, hop til you knows
cuz good enough just isn't good enough
badum pomme pomme pomme
*Thanks, Darren, for correcting the lyrics (check the comments for that explanation, people).
I'm even more impressed with this song, now.*
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Okay, I had to search high and low to even find this link. Who knew it would be this hard to find an awesome song? WTF?! And the lyrics? Forget about it! I finally had to give up and just type the damn things out myself, so if there are any errors, please let me know, cuz this is the best my brain could do at one in the morning. There’s only so much playing/pausing/rewinding a girl can take before she has the urge to defenestrate her computer, or any handy throwable object.
The chorus of this song was the theme song for the web comedy show Ctrl. I heard it, and, as often happens with me, became obsessed. So my obsession becomes your good fortune and education in music. Because you care. You do!!! I’ve decided you care, so don’t argue with me! It’s just so fun and bouncy, although, after listening to it like eleven times in a row just now, I think I might need to take a break from it for a bit before I can enjoy it again. Some chocolate and an episode of Firefly should do the trick.
My hair smells good. Just thought I'd share.
I’ll try to find a better link, but in the meantime, let me know if either one of those cease being viable.
of thirty-two gently clenching wrinkled little hands
seventeen company men
out of which only twelve will make it back again
sergeant sends a letter to five
military wives, whose tears drip down through ten little eyes
cheer them on to their rivals
cause america can, and america can't say no
and america does, if america says it's so
it's so!
and the anchorperson on tv goes...
la de da de da
fifteen celebrity minds
leading their fifteen sordid wretched checkered lives
will they find the solution in time
using their fifteen pristine moderate liberal minds?
eighteen academy chairs
out of which only seven really even care
doling out the garland to five
celebrity minds, they're humbly taken by surprise
cheer them on to their rivals
cause america can, and america can't say no
and america does, if america says it's so
it's so!
and the anchorperson on tv goes...
la de da de da de-dadedade-da
la de da de da de-dadedade-da
fourteen cannibal kings
wondering blithely what the dinner bell will bring
fifteen celebrity minds
served on a leafy bed of sixteen military wives
cheer them on to their rivals
cause america can, and america can't say no
and america does, if america says it's so
it's so!
and the anchorperson on tv goes...
la de da de da de-dadedade-da
la de da de da de-dadedade-da
la de da de da de-dadedade-da-dedadeda-de de dadede-daaaaa
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I had to watch it through a couple times at first, cuz I kept getting distracted by singing along to read the captions. The story doesn’t really make sense if you don’t read the captions. Actually, no, the story doesn’t really exist without the captions.
One of my favorite parts is the first time it says “and the anchorperson on tv goes La de da de da” and the little reporter dude looks at the camera and mouths La de da de da. Plus, I like his moustache, it makes me giggle inside my head.
Yes I’m a dork.
I readily admit it, and I’m totally okay with the fact.
Some of their music is quite morbid, and sometimes downright disturbing, but I like Colin’s sound. Something real about it.
Well, I don’t have the brain capacity at the moment to try find anything clever to write, so I’m gonna post this, and finish my coffee, which is currently looking at me sadly, as if wondering what it has done to make me neglect it so.
Don’t worry, baby, I’m coming. It’s not your fault I’m easily distractible.
Remember: “if America says it’s so, it’s so!”
(so if the links don't work, it's only cuz America deemed it so - let your congressman know)
It used to be available on hulu, but it looks like they took it off. Personally, I’d recommend buying it, because it really is that good, but in the mean time, I found that some unbelievably thoughtful person posted it on you tube.
(The evil laugh at the beginning of act 1 is one of my ringtones.)
Okay, so I can’t even begin to explain my love for Joss Whedon. The man’s a genius. I just want to crawl inside his brain and think his thoughts. Wow, that sounded a lot less creepy in my head.
He’s the brain behind such creations as Buffy, Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse… The man’s unstoppable. His wit is unparalleled. It’s pithy and irreverent, intelligent and thought-provoking, goofy and assbackward. His work tends to include inside jokes that make the people who catch them feel special and self-important (or maybe that’s just me). I love watching episode commentary by him.
When I first discovered this, I was kind of obsessed. I would watch it multiple times in a day. As soon as it was available, I bought all three acts and the soundtrack from itunes, put it on my ipod and would walk around work singing Brand New Day (it was okay, because my co-workers already knew I was weird).
The main characters in the masterpiece are portrayed by Neil Patrick Harris, Felicia Day and Nathan Fillion.
Neil Patrick Harris, I’m assuming you recognize from Doogie Howser, How I Met Your Mother, the Harold and Kumar escapades, and countless other productions.
Felicia Day was on a season of Buffy, guest appearances all over the place, and writes and stars in the comedic web show The Guild.
Nathan Fillion first won a place in my heart as Captain Malcolm Reynolds in Firefly. You might also recognize him as the whiny ass bitch in Saving Private Ryan, or as the “ruggedly handsome” author/police consultant in Castle.
and i hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
and i never come back to this town
again in my life
i hope i lie
and tell everyone you were a good wife
and hope you die
i hope we both die
i hope i cut myself shaving tomorrow
i hope it bleeds all day long
our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
we're pretty sure they're all wrong
i hope it stays dark forever
i hope the worst isn't over
and i hope you blink before i do
yeah i hope i never get sober
and i hope when you think of me years down the line
you can't find one good thing to say
and i'd hope that if i found the strength to walk out
you'd stay the hell out of my way
i am drowning
there is no sign of land
you are coming down with me
hand in unlovable hand
and i hope you die
i hope we both die
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I can’t remember where I first heard this song. The more I try to remember, the more frustrated I get, and the more frustrated I get, the more my brain refuses to work.
Oh well, that’s beside the point. The fact of the matter is, I discovered the song somehow, and it made me smile.
It kind of neatly wraps up my view of how things are in an upbeat little package just under three minutes.
I hope your sardonic side gets as much pleasure from this song as mine does.
They definitely have the whole seductress vibe thing working for them. It's a little too Pussycat Dolls for my taste (not that there's anything wrong with the Pussycat Dolls, their lead singer kicks so much ass it's not even funny, and I happen to love their version of Sway - crap, I forgot what my point was), but still worth a listen, in my opinion.
Ooh, look!
Coffee!
If the links don't work, utilize the wonder that is google (or let me know, either way).
(does anybody else think his voice is creepy? makes me wanna clean my room so i can hide under the bed. i can't decide if it’s the off-keyageness that’s throwing me, or the speak/singing)
now i've heard there was a secret chord that david played, and it pleased the lord but you don't really care for music, do you? it goes like this the fourth, the fifth the minor fall, the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah hallelujah, hallelujah
your faith was strong but you needed proof you saw her bathing on the roof her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to a kitchen chair she broke your throne, and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah hallelujah, hallelujah
you say took the name in vain i don't even know the name but if i did, well really, what's it to you? there's a blaze of light in every word it doesn't matter which you heard the holy or the broken hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah hallelujah, hallelujah
i did my best, it wasn't much i couldn't feel, so i tried to touch i've told the truth, i didn't come to fool you and even though it all went wrong i'll stand before the lord of song with nothing on my tongue but hallelujah
hallelujah, hallelujah hallelujah, hallelujah…
--- You might need to take a break between renditions, or may get hallelujahed out. I didn’t while I was finding all the links, but I’m rather odd.
A lot of the versions have slight variations of lyrics, and my ass is too lazy to look up lyrics for every single version Sorry (and by “sorry” I actually mean “tough”)
i don't like the number five. we have irreconcilable differences. i'm slowly getting over my issues with the letter S, but i've reached an impasse with five.
it has an attitude problem,
and a severe superiority complex. that's just the way it is.
I used to put this on repeat on my ipod, and just sit in my car listening with my eyes closed.
Justin (lead singer) has this way of crawling inside my head and saying everything I feel but can’t express. It’s almost creepy. The first time I heard Hate Me on the radio I thought it was about me (yes, I am that egocentric - plus I had a rather unstable and obsessive ex who would be the type to go so far as to put a song on the radio), until it mentioned blue eyes. I don’t have blue eyes. I’ve had blue hair, but not blue eyes.
I find their music comforting. I’m not the only one who feels these things. Listening to them, for me, is like a way of commiserating without actually having to deal with anybody. I don’t really like talking to people about how I feel. Mostly cuz I don’t really like people, but also I think no one will understand. Sometimes its more therapeutic to just sit in my room, listen to music and cry.
If you ever need good crying music, these guys usually do the trick.
I will undoubtedly be posting more songs by them, but this, being my favorite, had to come first.
If the links don’t work, pat them on the head and try again. If they still don’t work, let me know.
