Right around the time I said goodbye to bands like Color Me Bad and EnVouge, (I was twelve) and took up to listening to the likes of Tori Amos, Liz Phair, The Pixies, Nirvana, R.E.M., NIN, Smashing Pumpkins and many more bands I do not cringe at the fact that I listened to relentlessly; I discovered a very special secret.
The song #6.
Each time I would unwrap the cellophane from my CD, my favorite would always be #6. At first I thought it a coincidence. Being a teenager I shrugged it off because I had much angsting to do. I couldn't be bothered with something that might make me happy.
As I grew up and dropped the veil of anger I pretended to have, I started to take notice. It wasn't EVERY CD, but most of them. Sometimes the faves would switch to another song on the album, but it was always #6 that got me into it. I then started to think of it as a little special secret, that maybe my favorite musicians were trying to do something nice just for me. (I also had a very overactive imagination when I was a kid :D)
Happy Phantom made me fall head over feet for Miss Tori Amos, following that with The Wrong Band on Under the Pink, and of course who could forget Mr. Zebra on Boys for Pele?
Rocket on Siamese Dream, Smashing Pumpkins. Polly on Nevermind, from Nirvana.
And it's carried on in it's traditions...
Regina Spektor's Begin to Hope - Hotel Song
The Dresden Dolls' The Dresden Dolls - Slide
Rufus Wainwright's Want - Natasha
Radiohead's OK Computer - Karma Police
Now, I won't go into the complete list of all of the different albums with song #6 as my favorite. That would take a long time and a lot of researching because sadly, while I have a wonderful memory, I am no Mensa candidate.
I just wanted to shout out a little tribute and throw in a random blog because, well, it's what I do. :D
Thank you Song #6. I've loved my little secret and now I get to share it with everyone else.
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The Mixed-Tape
Recently, I stumbled across one of my old Mixed tapes.
When I was a kid I was short on resources to get music and so I would take a day and record my favorite songs from the "Alternative" radio station, back in 1992. That was when the word "Alternative" didn't stand for the same three Nirvana songs played over and over again like they are today.
Don't get me wrong, I love Nirvana. But...you all know what I'm talking about. Radio kinda sucks now-a-days. Of course it could have sucked then too, but I was twelve we had three stations Top 40 (same three songs rotated,) Country (not in my tea cup, thank-you) and Alternative.
My mixed tape consisted of all sorts of wonderful songs that transported me back to my musically inspired better part of my youth. Then the thought came upon me, what do kids do now? There are no cassettes, and Cd's are rapidly fading into our memories.
I remember my friends and I sharing mixed tapes with one another like they were Tic-Tac's. Or a boy I liked would make me a tape of songs selected by him, my heart would skip a beat. They were the perfect birthday present because it had to be thought out, and it was so personable.
It was always a fantastic treat to hear the music my friends had to offer, usually stolen from their older brother or sister because like I said... radio sucks where I live.
I got to thinking about how one would express themselves through music and do they even do that anymore? If anyone knows, feel free to let me know because the mixed-tape is a terrible thing to waste. Do IPods/MP3 players offer up a mix of music such as this?
Most of my cassettes are so old now the tape is starting to snap. My first STP tape is no longer playable. And many of my cherished songs, which were one of a kind on my mixed tapes, will soon be lost. It saddens me, they were one of the good parts of my youth, brought me many shiny happy times with R.E.M., or filled my heart with good angst, right along with Tori Amos and Smashing Pumpkins...
The day of the mixed-tape is over, but it is something I truly cherish.
When I was a kid I was short on resources to get music and so I would take a day and record my favorite songs from the "Alternative" radio station, back in 1992. That was when the word "Alternative" didn't stand for the same three Nirvana songs played over and over again like they are today.
Don't get me wrong, I love Nirvana. But...you all know what I'm talking about. Radio kinda sucks now-a-days. Of course it could have sucked then too, but I was twelve we had three stations Top 40 (same three songs rotated,) Country (not in my tea cup, thank-you) and Alternative.
My mixed tape consisted of all sorts of wonderful songs that transported me back to my musically inspired better part of my youth. Then the thought came upon me, what do kids do now? There are no cassettes, and Cd's are rapidly fading into our memories.
I remember my friends and I sharing mixed tapes with one another like they were Tic-Tac's. Or a boy I liked would make me a tape of songs selected by him, my heart would skip a beat. They were the perfect birthday present because it had to be thought out, and it was so personable.
It was always a fantastic treat to hear the music my friends had to offer, usually stolen from their older brother or sister because like I said... radio sucks where I live.
I got to thinking about how one would express themselves through music and do they even do that anymore? If anyone knows, feel free to let me know because the mixed-tape is a terrible thing to waste. Do IPods/MP3 players offer up a mix of music such as this?
Most of my cassettes are so old now the tape is starting to snap. My first STP tape is no longer playable. And many of my cherished songs, which were one of a kind on my mixed tapes, will soon be lost. It saddens me, they were one of the good parts of my youth, brought me many shiny happy times with R.E.M., or filled my heart with good angst, right along with Tori Amos and Smashing Pumpkins...
The day of the mixed-tape is over, but it is something I truly cherish.
Friday, December 4, 2009
The Music
More often than not, I write to music.
The tones, lyrics and rhythm helps create atmosphere. It can coax a thought from of a crevice of my mind when I'm having a hard time finding words. Or it can help me string the words together when I wasn't able to before.
Music truly inspires me.
Which is why I am always on the lookout for tunes, lyrics, artists that are new and different. There are many things out there that are quite enjoyable. But the "WOW" factor? the one that stops your heart and makes you feel at one? Music like that doesn't come around often.
It's hard to find something that 'Oh Good Gravy,' I can feel the lyrics in my blood, type of mind blowing experience. Needless to say, once I find those precious artists who manage to make my heart beat with their rhythms; I hold on tight.
NPR has a song of the day in which I love to listen too. Most of the time, I can listen to the song once, read up on the band/person and move on with my day. But two times, their chosen song has made me stop and say "Hey, I'd like to hear more."
I always keep my ears open. And it's sad to say, for me at least, that I haven't been jazzed about a song for longer than I'd like to admit. Yes, I am loyal to my favorites and I can't write this entry without giving them props.
However, Tuesday night, I found a new band.
Oona and Dave Tweedie (though it's seems like they are just called Oona, I'm still looking into it.)
Oona Garthwaite has a voice that rolls over the music in a hauntingly hypnotizing way. The song I heard - Tore my heart - was stuck in my head until I managed to find a partial version. But when I found this site at OurStage.com I was really tickled with the other songs they had displayed as well. Dave Tweedie displays a wonderful twisted way of bringing out the darker notes with the ensemble of music he plays on the backdrop of Oona's voice.
Needless to say I'm hooked.
Their debut album Shhhhout can be found at iTunes, but I have yet to purchase it because I'd love to have it in a solid form as well. But make no mistake my friends, I will have it and I can't wait to see what the music brings out of me.
The tones, lyrics and rhythm helps create atmosphere. It can coax a thought from of a crevice of my mind when I'm having a hard time finding words. Or it can help me string the words together when I wasn't able to before.
Music truly inspires me.
Which is why I am always on the lookout for tunes, lyrics, artists that are new and different. There are many things out there that are quite enjoyable. But the "WOW" factor? the one that stops your heart and makes you feel at one? Music like that doesn't come around often.
It's hard to find something that 'Oh Good Gravy,' I can feel the lyrics in my blood, type of mind blowing experience. Needless to say, once I find those precious artists who manage to make my heart beat with their rhythms; I hold on tight.
NPR has a song of the day in which I love to listen too. Most of the time, I can listen to the song once, read up on the band/person and move on with my day. But two times, their chosen song has made me stop and say "Hey, I'd like to hear more."
I always keep my ears open. And it's sad to say, for me at least, that I haven't been jazzed about a song for longer than I'd like to admit. Yes, I am loyal to my favorites and I can't write this entry without giving them props.
However, Tuesday night, I found a new band.
Oona and Dave Tweedie (though it's seems like they are just called Oona, I'm still looking into it.)
Oona Garthwaite has a voice that rolls over the music in a hauntingly hypnotizing way. The song I heard - Tore my heart - was stuck in my head until I managed to find a partial version. But when I found this site at OurStage.com I was really tickled with the other songs they had displayed as well. Dave Tweedie displays a wonderful twisted way of bringing out the darker notes with the ensemble of music he plays on the backdrop of Oona's voice.
Needless to say I'm hooked.
Their debut album Shhhhout can be found at iTunes, but I have yet to purchase it because I'd love to have it in a solid form as well. But make no mistake my friends, I will have it and I can't wait to see what the music brings out of me.
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