music, b-day
16 July 2010
Six Songs
“Gentle on My Mind” Glen Campbell
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin’ cracklin’ cauldron
In some train yard
My beard a rustlin’ coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands ’round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you’re waitin’ from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin’, ever gentle on my mind
I mean, they just don’t make them like this anymore.
“Dancing on My Own” Robyn
The amount of naked dancing I do alone in the apartment to this song is, frankly, dangerous.
(Yes, dangerous. If you were to see this naked dancing, you’d understand completely.)
“Where’d All the Time Go?” Dr. Dog
This whole album, Shame, Shame, is so incredible (and not just because it is the subtitle of my next memoir) that it’s hard to pick just one song to recommend. But this one gets the nod, if only because I love the line, “You know I get so forgetful/When I look in your eyes” (you guys know I’m a sucker for the sweet stuff). However, if you’re looking for something with a little more oomph to put a pep in your step, check out “Stranger.” Either way, lots of goodies, and a fun summer-listenin’ album through and through.
(See? Look at that value – two recs for the price of one!)
“My Sympathy” Kurt Vile
What a weird, lovely little song by someone whose name makes him sound less like a folk musician and more like a WWE villain.
“Atlas” Wood Brothers
I have no idea how this song ended up in my iTunes, and I feel like I should hate it, mostly because these are almost certainly the type of guys who wear fedoras. But, alas, I dig it. I dig it lots.
“Learnalilgivinanlovin” Gotye
Likewise, no idea where this one came from – never heard of this band, or anything that sounds like this (kinda Motown-ish wherein the singer’s just beltin’ it out). Great music listen to while washing the dishes, making a stiff drink before a big night out, or if you’ve just done something really, really terrible and immediately want to forget about it. Especially good for that last one.
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Finally, tomorrow, I will turn the incredibly unexciting age of 31. I’m pretty bummed about it, if for no other reason than because I put a lot of effort into getting my long-time birthday wish – a threesome – as a 30th birthday present, but to no avail. Something tells me that “Hey, I’m turning 31 and really want to have a threesome!” isn’t going to get it done. So that sucks.
But in lieu of a threesome, there is one thing that you could get me for my birthday to make it magical: buy my book, if you have not already done so. In this scenario, everyone wins – you get a book, I get a book sold, and, well, I guess that’s it. But that’s a pretty good outcome.
And if you have already bought the book, fear not! You can always buy it as a gift, or at least give it a nice review on Amazon/Good Reads/etc or take a minute to recommend it to friends via email/Facebook/Twitter/etc. As I’ve said before, there are no major marketing campaigns for books, and so they depend almost entirely on word of mouth. So far, I have you to thank for spreading the word about the book. But with football season – and its incumbent gambling losses – just around the corner, it’s more important than ever to keeping pimping out the book.
So next time a friend asks you if you’ve read any good books lately, remember to say, “Well, not really, but I did read this book that was cheap and pretty short – and it had some funny pictures…”
[Have a good weekend]
“Gentle on My Mind” Glen Campbell
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin’ cracklin’ cauldron
In some train yard
My beard a rustlin’ coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands ’round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you’re waitin’ from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin’, ever gentle on my mind
I mean, they just don’t make them like this anymore.
“Dancing on My Own” Robyn
The amount of naked dancing I do alone in the apartment to this song is, frankly, dangerous.
(Yes, dangerous. If you were to see this naked dancing, you’d understand completely.)
“Where’d All the Time Go?” Dr. Dog
This whole album, Shame, Shame, is so incredible (and not just because it is the subtitle of my next memoir) that it’s hard to pick just one song to recommend. But this one gets the nod, if only because I love the line, “You know I get so forgetful/When I look in your eyes” (you guys know I’m a sucker for the sweet stuff). However, if you’re looking for something with a little more oomph to put a pep in your step, check out “Stranger.” Either way, lots of goodies, and a fun summer-listenin’ album through and through.
(See? Look at that value – two recs for the price of one!)
“My Sympathy” Kurt Vile
What a weird, lovely little song by someone whose name makes him sound less like a folk musician and more like a WWE villain.
“Atlas” Wood Brothers
I have no idea how this song ended up in my iTunes, and I feel like I should hate it, mostly because these are almost certainly the type of guys who wear fedoras. But, alas, I dig it. I dig it lots.
“Learnalilgivinanlovin” Gotye
Likewise, no idea where this one came from – never heard of this band, or anything that sounds like this (kinda Motown-ish wherein the singer’s just beltin’ it out). Great music listen to while washing the dishes, making a stiff drink before a big night out, or if you’ve just done something really, really terrible and immediately want to forget about it. Especially good for that last one.
************
Finally, tomorrow, I will turn the incredibly unexciting age of 31. I’m pretty bummed about it, if for no other reason than because I put a lot of effort into getting my long-time birthday wish – a threesome – as a 30th birthday present, but to no avail. Something tells me that “Hey, I’m turning 31 and really want to have a threesome!” isn’t going to get it done. So that sucks.
But in lieu of a threesome, there is one thing that you could get me for my birthday to make it magical: buy my book, if you have not already done so. In this scenario, everyone wins – you get a book, I get a book sold, and, well, I guess that’s it. But that’s a pretty good outcome.
And if you have already bought the book, fear not! You can always buy it as a gift, or at least give it a nice review on Amazon/Good Reads/etc or take a minute to recommend it to friends via email/Facebook/Twitter/etc. As I’ve said before, there are no major marketing campaigns for books, and so they depend almost entirely on word of mouth. So far, I have you to thank for spreading the word about the book. But with football season – and its incumbent gambling losses – just around the corner, it’s more important than ever to keeping pimping out the book.
So next time a friend asks you if you’ve read any good books lately, remember to say, “Well, not really, but I did read this book that was cheap and pretty short – and it had some funny pictures…”
[Have a good weekend]
