MP3s

Lost MP3 of the Week: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, “Helplessly Hoping”

This song is Spring. Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young: “Helplessly Hoping” (download) It’s easy enough to point to nearly any Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young and say that – “Judy: Blue Eyes,” certainly. “Guinnevere,” absolutely. “Our House,” you bet. But “Helplessly Hoping” is it, the most Spring of any of their songs. This is it....

T-Sides Elsewhere, April 20th Edition

Bullz-Eye: I conducted an interview with Jimmy Gnecco of OURS, whose long-awaited album Mercy (Dancing For The Death Of An Imaginary Enemy) is finally out on April 15th. Popdose: I reviewed the Sun Giant EP from Seattle’s Fleet Foxes, who are stirring up the blog hype lately. Portishead: “Wandering Star” (download)

Devendra Banhart, Is That You?

Oh, hey Devendra Banhart, I didn’t realize you were in that new movie, Forgetting Sarah Marshall. What, that’s not you? Okay, if you say so. Pretty close resemblance, though. But I guess I can understand if you’re embarrassed and don’t want to lose your cred. Devendra Banhart: “Seaside” (download)

Lost MP3 of the Week: The Animals, “House of the Rising Sun”

The first music, in general, that I remember loving and growing up with was from “the Music Man” – as in the movie with Robert Preston, which I would watch repeatedly, to the point of annoying my mother, when I was about four years old. But memory is a tricky thing, and a lot of...

Mountain Goats @ Webster Hall, Tuesday, March 18th

Much like John Darnielle himself, the Mountain Goats’ audience at Webster Hall on Tuesday night had a tendency to flaunt its wit. Every time someone called out a song request – which was frequently, because in this cultish fan base, everyone has a favorite – someone else had a witty thing to yell in retort....

Lost MP3 of the Week: Bruce Springsteen, “Red Headed Woman”

The best thing about St. Patrick’s Day – aside from that whole drinking thing – is that it’s a day to be especially proud about redheadedness. A long time ago, the Seattle alternative weekly Tablet had a feature called something like: “what it’s like to be…” and had someone write a short paragraph about what...

T-Sides Elsewhere.

Things have been a little quiet here, it’s true. That’s mostly because yours truly has been swept up in a flurry of writing activity for some other websites – and I’d like to take some time and point out a few. Bullz-Eye: I’m writing CD reviews for this Men’s/Entertainment site. Recently, I’ve covered Ray Davies’...

Enablers @ Knitting Factory, Sunday, March 9th

San Francisco’s Enablers are more an amalgam of music and poetry than the average band. This distinction is forged primarily through the use of speech only loosely set in pattern with the music instead of sing-song verse. In a live setting – in this case New York City’s Knitting Factory, at the Tap Bar –...

Lost MP3 of the Week: Peter Parker, “Barcelona (Das Ist Alles)”

Getting a car was a bit of a long process for me. In actuality, it probably wasn’t that long, but when you’re 17 and most of your friends have cars, anything short of buying a car the minute you see it is “too long.” There was a bit of a debate over the Pontiac Sunfire...

T-Sides B-Sides: Lost MP3 of the Week: My Bloody Valentine, “Sometimes”

My friend Clay makes the best mixes of anyone I know. He’s also one of the best writers I know. His words are fluid and natural, holding a powerful grace and excitement. Naturally, I asked him to write a guest post for me about music of his choosing. He selected My Bloody Valentine’s “Sometimes,” and...

Lost MP3 of the Week: Bob Seger, “Night Moves”

One of the most astounding things about art, and especially music, is the way a self-centered thought or experience contained in a medium can ignite a chain reaction of independent yet similar thought, ironically turning the originator’s selfishness into a wide-spread and no-longer singular experience. It is this ability to tap into a well of...

Lost MP3 of the Week: Bone Thugs ‘n’ Harmony, “Crossroads”

In sixth-grade, I was very good friends with a guy named Gabe. He had come into our private school rather late in the game – most of us had been going to school together for years – but we became fast friends because he lived near me. I lived far outside the standard reach of...