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VIDEO PREMIERE: The Sexiest Elbows in Rock Music - Split Single
So excited to be kicking off the week by debuting a brand new (and very funny) video from Spilt Single, featuring Tonight Show friends like Fred Armisen, Tim Meadows, Bob Mould, and more!
fans of sexy elbows, rejoice! i make a cameo in this excellent SplitSingle video that premieres on The Tonight Show today!
new york, new york. sitting onstage watching wilco sing"moonchild" with cibo matto. this was way back in the summer of 2012, when we all did the Rush Limbo, drank tequila milkshakes, and sprayed our beehives with mace, just to keep from getting stung by a B-52. life was simple and you damn well knew it. just don't think for a second that you're not time-traveling when you do The Zigzag. you most definitely are.
WFMU's Free Music Archive: The Paparazzi's Rococo Tape: Classic Pop Seven Years In The Making
Today WFMU’s Free Music Archive posted a great bit about the Paparazzi’s golden golden gem Rococo. You can download this lost-classic straight from the FMA’s fantastic site (and while you’re at it you can browse through tons of free shit that’s meticulously curated and actually good). While you’re at it, support The Paparazzi —> buy the 12” vinyl LP.
‘a ton of unconventionally hook-y ideas…’
bang the drum glowly. taken seconds before the symbol crashed and the country revolted against the magic bullet. there was a song in the air that night in tucson. a sort-of moondog meditation on percussion and poetry that set the tone for our reflections in a golden idol. was it jack nitzsche who said, “you can’t always get what you want”? well, he was half-right. the real saying goes, “GOD IS DEAD (IF YOU WANT IT)”.
hamburg? that city of sin? absolutely not! julia's child found out the easy way that the würst is yet to come. i, on the other hand, in a silent way, and not without borders, enjoy the glide and even the web. but when you play a foreign bass guitar in a mythical way with brothers from another planet on a black & white stage, the gold leaf foils spoil spiderman's skin. and, as you know, that's not the worst thing. but-and this is important- pete best has yet to come.
fixin' to die, then come back as a nurse in white satin (for now). a blown-up speed demon on the freeway of love in a brand new cadillac (not mine). that's the ticket (if you will-which we won't). put me on a stage and riot quietly for a (free) bag of hair products backstage. keeps me coming back(stage) for more. turn off the charm? (that ain't professional)
daddy's song. criteria studios, miami, FLA. found myself one day in a deep-thought throw-down with daddy yankee about lou reed's haircut on the sally can't dance record cover. turns out, the dad abides. i, on the other hand, wishin' and hopin', peepin' and hidin', crimson and clover, over and over, stay stuck in the middle with lou. what's the opposite of bleach-blonde? blue-bleed.
will the real john lennon please sit down and shut your eyes and find the key that was hidden in plain sight? this here anthem goes out to the one and only NORTH STAR. the guiding light on a sea of drops and the leader of the pack, who wants nothing more than to float downstream in plain D.
so you feel like switching sides? that's what they all say. try this: polariod yourself through the years and type slowly. the live version. you know, the one with the blues guitar piped in from jail and the Black Dahlia on mezzo-soprano. the angelic version with flowing robes and smoking guns. you know the one, you get there fast and then you take it slow. that's what they all say? try again.
dallas cat power soundcheck. i recall little from this night, other than we played our set twice in it's entirety, once for the future and once for the present. that night i saw a vanity plate with a reminder to remember to forget. ERASRHD
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http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/rococo/id352070202
my o my. how's that for a non-palindrome? filmed in glorious dopple-vision, this is the back-story to the tense-past, twice removed. rococo. the album that keeps getting re-made out of a fear of heights. rococo. last seen doing 120 in a 119. since then, seen lurking, alone at the end of the bar, with or without x-ray vision, nursing a fresh incision, all nervous and out of tune. BINGO!
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