“Screenwriter’s Blues” from the excellent Ruby Vroom.
Category: Songs (Page 48 of 96)
It only took a year and change, but We Are the Pipettes, the debut from the sassy UK girl group trio, has finally arrived on these here shores. They turned some heads earlier in the year as Amy Winehouse’s opening act, and if you see them, you’ll know why. Holy smokes, are they hot. Hot, hot, hot. Gwenno (the tall blonde) is a Posh Spice in the making, let me tell you.
The girls have a ton of videos on YouTube – the animated “ABC” is tons of fun – but I chose “Pull Shapes” so you can see for yourself just how hot the non-animated Pipettes are. Wear a bib, and dance your ass off.
I love Thelonious Monk. I could explain away all day the reasons why, but the music says it all. Here he is busting out “Lulu’s Back in Town” in a long two-parter. Amazing stuff.
If you say that right, it totally flows with the verses to “Chop Suey,” I swear.
Serj Tankian has a new solo album, Elect the Dead, coming out next week. Up to this point, Serj’s label, Warner Bros., was apprarently terrified of anyone hearing the album. We know this because the copy of the album that they sent us last month didn’t have his name on it. I understand fear of piracy, but this move caused the CD to collect dust in a bin on our publicist’s desk for weeks, since no one knew what it really was. Which is worse: some people hearing it early, or no one being aware of its existence? The answer is always, always the latter.
Either way, it appears that they have overcome their fear of people listening before they can buy, because the entire album is now available on The Leak. Enjoy.
There were few straight men that pimped Rufus Wainwright quite like I once did. From the second I heard “April Fools,” the stunning first single from his Jon Brion-produced debut album, I was hooked. Yes, the voice is an acquired taste, but DAMN, man, listen to that climbing hook in the verse!
And while I quite liked Want One, his 2003 meditation on drugs, desperation, 9/11 and family, I have been non-plussed by everything he’s done since then. I haven’t hated any of it, mind you, or even disliked it: I just found it, well, deathly serious. Even the concert I saw him give in the summer of 2004, an acoustic tour with Ben Folds, was a drag. We left before he was finished. I never do that. Well, almost never.
It is with that thought that I’ve decided to go back and pay tribute to one of the songs that made me like him so much in the first place. “Shadows,” a song from his 2001 album Poses that was produced by onetime Propellerhead Alex Gifford, is unlike anything else in Wainwright’s catalog. Where Wainwright is normally about what will work on the theater stage, this song is all about the groove, and Gifford, as any owner of the sole Propellerheads album Decksanddrumsandrockandroll can attest, knows a thing or two about grooves. This isn’t even a fast groove; it’s just a supa smoove white boy groove.
Please, Rufus, I’m begging you: take off the lederhosen, put the opera records away, and make another pop album. If you could make a song like this once, you could easily do it twice, especially since you’ve had six years to do so.
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