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rebeccapatrick
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Tommy Wilson
stephenkillion
amsettineri
Peter Cavanaugh
AndrewFiled under: Dance like no one is watching,Inspirational Anthems,Night Drive Tunes,Rainy Day Songs,Songs for Contemplation,Songs of Triumph,Songs to listen to with the windows down,Songs to start your day,Sunny Dispositions,Time to Party Tunes,sing like no one is listening,songs that make you feel cool in uncool moments | Tags: mixtape
These songs are taken from albums that have been in pretty heavy rotation on my iPod and turntable over the last couple months. It’s been a highly uninspiring and unmotivated time and music always helps in the midst of that. Summer’s almost here so grab a beer, put the screens on instead of the storm windows, and turn this up to right where the neighbors can slightly hear it.
- New Young Pony Club – Chaos
- Bombay Bicycle Club – Magnet
- Dum Dum Girls – Yours Alone
- Bad Veins – Falling Tide
- The Walkmen – The Rat
- Doves – Sky Starts Falling
- Band Of Horses – Islands On The Coast
- The Black keys – Sinister Kid
- Phantogram – Futuristic Casket
- Metric – Stadium
- Open Hand – Cool
- Matt & Kim – Lessons Learned
- Lars & The Hands Of Light – Three to the Floor
- Broken Social Scene – Chase Scene
- Gorillaz – On Melancholy Hill
- Stars – Ageless Beauty
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Inspirational Anthems,Songs of Triumph,Songs to listen to with the windows down,sing like no one is listening | Tags: Radical Face, Welcome Home
1. I’m ecstatic Radical Face finally has a music video for this song and also that it absolutely fits.
2. Find some uber nice headphones, or a stereo to listen to this. Loudly.
Graduation is getting closer and closer, and while I’m doing my best to keep it together, not knowing what is going to happen is extremely unsettling. Every time my family (or I) moved we at least knew where we were going, and where we were going to live. But now, I’m not sure where KP and I will be, when we’ll be there, or what we’ll be doing.
But what is solid is the feeling of home that I know is coming eventually – complete assurance that this is where you’re supposed to be. I’ve only really had that twice (in Paris and visiting North Carolina), but every time over the past two years when I’ve listened to “Welcome Home,” that same joy is just all over the place, pressing against the walls, bursting from the car.
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of capture ghosts over old dead grass
Was never much but we made the most
Welcome home.
Toodles,
Rebecca
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Songs to listen to with the windows down,Sunny Dispositions,Time to Party Tunes,songs that make you feel cool in uncool moments
Zeus‘ “Kindergarten” has been stuck in my head since I first heard it about a week ago. The jangly guitars mixed pop-laden keys and crooning vocals are a perfect match.
I have to say I’m not taken with the rest of the album like I am with this song. The lyrics are fun and it’s not polished. It just rocks.
Dance off. But keep your pants on, please.
-Andrew
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Night Drive Tunes,Songs to listen to with the windows down
So I have decided to change two of my top 10 songs at the moment. I have kept the same bands but two songs will replace the ones previously mentioned. First I would like to substitute javelin – snoop for javelin – vibrations, both are great songs but the snoop rap sample just does it for me. Also I would like to add Memory Tapes – Stop Talking as a compliment to their Bicycle song. Both are amazing songs and the break down in ‘stop talking’ could totally start a dance party (truthfully I keep coming back to this entire album at least once a day, it is def a grower). I would also like to mention Mount Kimbie’s song Maybes as it is totally an honorable mention to the list. I have included Snoop and Maybes below, enjoy!!! (holy streaming Batman)
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Songs to start your day,Time to Party Tunes | Tags: dance dammit, jump around, party hard, sleigh bells
All I am going to say is sleigh bells are loud, sloppy and make me want to dance. Not since Andrew W.K.’s Party Hard have I felt more desire to jump around and fist pump for 3 minutes straight. Also, on a more humorous note, the guitarist was from Poison the Well. Enjoy.
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Songs to listen to with the windows down,songs that make you feel cool in uncool moments
Quite frequently, via facebook, I get invited to events and shows in Indiana. It’s great that my friends still want to include me in things, but simultaneously reminds me of cool things I’m missing out on. One such invitation was for an Everything, NOW!/Pomegranates show that occurred last weekend. Everything, NOW! is a great band, full of friends, and it would have been really great to be there. I had never heard of Pomegranates.
But I had been eating a lot of them recently (being a superfood and all).
So, because I love the fruit so much I bought their newest album, “Everybody! Come Outside” without even listening to a preview.
The title track sounds like jumping through a sprinkler. Not in a Vampire Weekend kind of way (they sound more like playful romping on a Caribbean beach). It’s just genuine joy and playfulness, the kind of lawlessness that most people lose when they get their driver’s permit. It’s beautiful.
But the track that made me fall in love is “Svatsi Uutsi.” The initial clapping and playful guitar melodies have a youthful charm that make me want to run barefoot grass in a white eyelet dress and do cartwheels. A montage swims through my mind, hands outside of windows, warm breezes, sunburnt cheeks, and bike rides. What’s not to like about this?
-Laura Celeste
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Songs to start your day,Sunny Dispositions,sing like no one is listening | Tags: air drumming, Monon, Tallest Man on Earth
I suppose I could blame it on a good night’s sleep after a long stretch of not-so-good-nights’ sleeping. Or maybe on the coffee and croissant I had at the Monon Coffee Co. with Jeremy. Also, the possibility of it being a perfectly weathered morning, coasting (or not coasting, considering that I ride fixed, but it felt so effortless in the moment, that I felt as though I was coasting) up the Monon Greenway on my way to work yesterday. It was just one of those mornings, and I can’t describe it in any other way than simply “infectious joy.”
Don’t chide me. I ride my bike with headphones sometimes, when I know that it’s safe to ride with headphones. You see, I had The Tallest Man on Earth singing over the wind in my ears. The sun was like confetti through the trees. And, I was dancing as much as a person can dance on a bike, singing loud, at times playing air drums (though there are no drums backing The Tallest Man on Earth, I was playing them), and other times, when necessity necessitated that my hands should be on the handlebars, I strummed along on the bars. For some reason, The Tallest Man on Earth conveys to me an air and countenance of Beirut’s, Zach Condon, but yet dusty with the creaks and groans of say, an ancient wooden trade vessel or a ghost of a cabin deep in the woods of Georgia or Mississippi.
I passed people, and they smiled at me; some laughed. It’s probably hard to see a large, tattooed man riding his bike in this manner, singing and carrying on, and not take part in the joy he is feeling, to be affected by it. I felt as though lilting lines of music and notes were wafting away n my wake. It felt good to believe, to want to believe, that those people who saw me, who smiled and laughed, knew a day better than they would have otherwise, simply because I cared to sing.
christopher earl.
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Inspirational Anthems,Songs to listen to with the windows down,Songs to start your day,Sunny Dispositions,sing like no one is listening | Tags: Actor, Annie Clark, Marry Me, Now Now, St. Vincent
It took me a while to get on the St. Vincent train. There was just so much initial hype over her it was hard to tell what to expect of her music. Pitchfork and PASTE made it sound like she came down from Mt. Olympus with music to better man-kind. It was hard not to be skeptical.
I’m glad that I gave it time. Recently her second album came out, and after giving it a hear, she started to win me over. It’s so charming! Her masterful use of orchestrated flutes, bells, and violins is nothing short of whimsical. More like a musical production from the 40′s than your average indie release. It’s clean music (outside of the occasional reverberated guitar solo) and that makes her stand out from the nitty-gritty that we keep hearing these days.
But I’m not here to review guys, I’m here to tell you about my enthusiasm for the song “Now, Now”. It all started out with watching Andrew Bird videos in an attempt to talk myself into shelling out the money to buy tickets to his concert. Soon I came across this video of one of her live performances, and was totally blown away.
I’m not going to pretend to understand her lyrics (“I’m not your mother’s favorite dog, I’m not the carpet you walk on“?) But there’s definitely something empowering about it. (You’re right! I’m NOT your mother’s favorite dog!) Despite having no idea what Annie Clark is trying to say, I find myself rocking out along with it everywhere I go: in my car, on my runs, while I study for the GRE’s, while I’m cleaning!
There’s something bewitching about it that everyone should try.
-Laura
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Time to Party Tunes,songs that make you feel cool in uncool moments | Tags: Billie Jean, Irish pub, Michael Jackson, Thriller
When you work at a bar the jukebox is your enemy. Patrons take your favorite songs and make you abhor them. Every weekend night someone gets the great idea to select the entire album of Thriller. Which usually would make everything better, but somehow in an irish pub full of drunken Atlantans, the warm fuzzy feelings usually associated with the album are diminished.
Billie Jean though…Billie Jean will never fail to make me love life. There’s something about that synth and bouncy bass rhythm that always brings some bounce to everyone’s step. I look across the bar and suddenly everyone’s head is bobbing, and all the drunk women shake their asses just slightly. The waitresses are removed from their formerly sour moods and suddenly everyone’s ponytails sway as we cart dirty plates back to the kitchen and bring beer refills to our tables. The whole bar is suddenly removed from its regular context, and we all feel on the verge of bursting into choreographed dance.
Filed under: Dance like no one is watching,Inspirational Anthems,Night Drive Tunes,Songs to listen to with the windows down,Time to Party Tunes,sing like no one is listening | Tags: 3eb, losing a whole year, motorcycle drive-by, Stephen Jenkins, the red album, Third eye blind, wounded
Okay, some things don’t fade with time: I love third eye blind. BAM! There it is. No shame. I’ll go ahead and say that I honestly think that they were one of the most under appreciated wonders of the nineties. It’s horrific that they will go down in the books for “Semi-charmed life.” As that is by far one of the worst songs they have ever written. Steve Jenkins is, for the most part, a terrific song writer.
The red album will always be in heavy rotation in my car stereo. The transition between “Losing a Whole Year” and “Narcolepsy” always makes me catch my breath.
In my junior and sophmore years of high school, on the most wrestless of nights, I would sneak out of the house and take late night drives with their blue album. I would sing along with “Wounded” until I lost my voice. My fists would pump through the open moonroof. The wind and the melody carried me away. For a moment I was the only person in the world, just speeding down Oak Grove road in the moonlight. I forgot about all the stupid boys, the endless tests, and the monotony of day-to-day high school life.
But of all of the great things that have come out of that band, there is one song that will forever have my heart: Motorcycle Drive-by. It’s my trump card for any moment. You bring up third-eye blind these days and you will get many scoffs from many skeptics who underestimate their brilliance.
Last February I was on a roadtrip back from Chicago with my boyfriend and three of his friends. We were taking turns with the ipod. They all made fun of me for having so much 3EB. So when it was my turn I went straight to the second to last song of the red album. Without telling them what they were about to hear, I pressed play.
By the end of it I was in the car with four dudes, with eyes aglow and mouths ajar.
