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Soy Girls – a new threat

No, the Soy Girls are not some new band, but rather a new brand of band fan. Fans of music that will only – and I do mean only listen to music played by vegans who use instruments that are animal-friendly. Talk about a new strain of hippie virus! Look, I’m all for people getting along and all, but I like meat, and I like rock and roll. Evolution (and not that sci-fi fantasy Intelligent Design*) has given my race – the human race – a set of teeth designed to rip through meat. I eat my rock and roll bloody and I rock out bloodier. I don’t want any soy lite variation of pussed-out muzak. Now let’s listen to some GG Allin and tear into some steaks.

(*Note: The Spotlight Kid’s views are his own. If you don’t agree with them…feh.)

The Decemberists: “16 Military Wives”

Known mostly for their theatrical indie pop, The Decemberists recorded this surprisingly catchy track for their most recent album, Picaresque. Against a driving acoustic guitar, frontman Colin Meloy moves through lyrics that criticize American foreign policy, the media and the pseudo-pundits in Hollywood. Politics have never been this fun!

Listen to a clip here, although its brevity doesn’t do the track justice.

Desperately seeking ‘Deck’

Okay, so seven or eight years ago I’m standing in the J. Crew store on Michigan Avenue in Chicago, doing a little Christmas shopping, when I hear a fantastic cover version of “Deck the Halls” over the in-store sound system. I’m a sucker for a great Christmas cover, so naturally I walk up to the front counter to ask the cashier about the song.

“Is this Book of Love?” I ask, thinking it a rhetorical question. What other band has a female lead singer with such a beautifully bored delivery?

The guy behind the counter shrugs. “I have no idea. We use a music service. They just send us the CDs, and we play ‘em.” He looks behind me, at the long line of busy holiday shoppers. He doesn’t offer to go around back and check the CD’s case to confirm the artist for me. I can’t really blame him for that. Much.

So I leave the store, the syncopated fa la la’s echoing in my head, certain that it had to be Book of Love, and that a little searching on the Muze system will help me track it down.

Fast-forward seven or eight years…and I still don’t have the song. Muze had no record of it. iTunes doesn’t either. Neither do any of the dozens of Christmas music compilations I’ve checked. They have versions by SheDaisy, and Whitney Houston, and any number of other artists…none of whom sounds remotely like Book of Love.

My greatest Christmas wish is that someone out there can help me find this song. The song might be by Book of Love…or it might not. The vocal is a dead ringer for BOL’s Susan Ottaviano, but maybe it’s just someone doing a great impression of her. The lyrics are standard “Deck the Halls”, but the arrangement tweaks the melody a bit–particularly on the fa la las. Instead of “fa la la la LAAA, la la la LAAA”, it’s more like “FA la la la, la LALA la la.” Got it?

So, how about it? Have you heard it? Can you find it? Will you help make a young(ish) girl’s long-held Christmas dream come true?

Satellite radio gives music execs a shiny new ulcer for Christmas

Never mind the rampant, royalty-free downloading going on via myriad unauthorized web sites. Forget about how iPod culture has made buying actual CDs obsolete. Those issues are old news. The fresh new worry wrinkling music executives’ foreheads is the new satellite radio receivers being produced by XM and Sirius, which will allow users to record satellite broadcasts, manage song inventories, and create playlists–much like Apple’s popular iTunes software.

The key difference? Labels get significantly lower compensation for music played on satellite radio than they do for songs sold on iTunes or purchased on a CD. Thus, the black hole draining the music industry of its revenue widens a little further…and sales of Zantac and Excedrin rise a little higher.

Those little stick figure cartoon kids put on a damn good live show

This is pretty sweet. The Gorillaz played five shows in Manchester, complete with a monster clip show assembled by Jamie “Murdoc” Hewlett and including De La Soul (doing their “Feel Good, Inc.” bit). To listen to the live show and watch the superbly synchronized clip show, click here. You’ll be happy. You’ll be feelin’ glad. Sunshine in a bag, however, is entirely up to you.

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