With back-to-back dinner parties this weekend, I of course had to spend a good chunk of time obsessing about the proper soundtrack for said soirees. The answer I came up with is the collection presented here: 19 food and family friendly tracks you probably haven’t heard but will want to.
For loyal readers of this blog, this CD will serve as a nostalgic tour through the mellower tracks that have emerged as my favorites over the last year or so. For the newbies out there, feel free to search the artists’ names on the blog so that you can learn more about them. And do track down their commercial releases: there’s not a band on here that’s not worth the price of admission.
Anyway, without further ado, here’s the track list and the link to the music. Continue reading →
In a series of events surprising to say the least, this post about a song from my favorite album has revealed that apparently even I am never that far from Stevie Nicks.
I spent a good part of my teens and twenties telling anyone within earshot that Siamese Dream is the best rock record ever made. Here are live versions of “Disarm” and “Cherub Rock,” both recorded at a show that I attended in Minneapolis: a show that remains in my top ten list of concerts experienced.
Disarm, Smashing Pumpkins (recorded live at First Ave, 10/3/93)
Cherub Rock, Smashing Pumpkins (recorded live at First Ave, 103/93)
Despite all the hip-hop on this site, Siamese Dream isn’t a terribly surprising choice for favorite album: especially if you consider that I’m from Chicago and went to college in the mid-nineties. But here’s where the story takes a surprising turn toward Fleetwood Mac. Continue reading →
I don’t quite understand Target. Perhaps it’s driven by the particular Target closest to me, but while others see fashion and value and affectionate French-inflected nicknames, I see dizzying crowds and uninspired shelves and a parking lot that’s always one left turn away from road rage. But it’s at this Target that I think I got a glimpse of one of the things that the CD could become.
For years, the music industry sold CDs as if they were boxes of cereal. They stacked stores high with the boxes, they hiked up the prices a bit every year, and it worked great. Until it stopped working at all. And now, as the music industry has tumbled, there’s lots of talk about why the industry doesn’t sell any CDs anymore. What hope exists for the industry now springs from live shows and merchandise.