Category: Songs (Page 35 of 96)

DMed’s Video of the Week: Kate Nash, “Foundations”

All kinds of Lily Allen-type buzz surrounds Made of Bricks, the debut album from the latest UK pop tart Kate Nash. “Foundations” certainly holds up to the lofty praise, though consumers should know that Nash and Allen, musically, have very little in common. In terms of their attitude, not to mention their tendency to curse like drunken sailors, they’re peas in a pod, but where Allen’s music is closer to Madness, Nash appears to be a bigger fan of the Dresden Dolls, if her song “Mariella” is any indication. But if any song is going to draw comparisons to Allen, “Foundations” is the one, particularly the line about her sucking lemons because she’s so bitter, and her responding that she’d rather do her boyfriend’s friends because they’re much fitter. Oh, snap.

Less Talk, More Music: Webb Wilder on “The Pat Sajak Show”

Truth be told, the clip I really wanted to show from Pat Sajak’s short-lived late-night talk show was from when Squeeze appeared to promote their Frank album, but, alas, it’s nowhere to be found on YouTube. (I’ve actually got it on a VHS tape; maybe one of these days I’ll upload it myself.) Still, when I stumbled upon this performance from the great Webb Wilder…his first-ever on network television, if Pat’s intro can be trusted…I couldn’t resist posting it instead. It’s not my favorite of Webb’s tracks – that honor belongs to “Tough It Out” – but the guy’s got a powerful heap of energy in just about everything he’s ever recorded, so I have no complaints about “Hittin’ Where It Hurts” serving as an alternate.

Video Vault – The Doors

I’m not going to sit here and tell you that I buy into the bullshit “rock/sex god” status of James Morrison. I never have and I never will. Then again, I’m not going to sit here and tell you that I don’t own the majority of the Doors’ catalogue (save for those two albums minus Jim), because I do. I think the Doors wrote some good, solid tunes, had a few big missteps, and had a lead singer that went from sex god to drunken bozo in a short time. That said, I think the L.A. Woman album is a classic work through and through, and certainly one of the best albums of the ’70s. Here then is the title track done up all video-like.

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