Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Alison Mosshart, Jack White, music, song of the week, The Dead Weather, The Vic
So, I meant to post this last week after I saw this concert, but that is life.
Anyways, Jack White’s newest creative endeavour is everything we could hope for and more. The dynamic quartet lit up the stage in shades of black and blue. Composed of Jack Lawrence of The Ranconteurs, Dean Fertita, the power guitarist for Queens of the Stone Age, Alison Mosshart, the killer front woman of The Kills and, of course, Jack White, himself.
Throughout the show, Alison commanded the stage with her scary sex appeal, while White rocked the drums until his mind blowing guitar solo. And while each member of the group has their own greatness, the way they move and play together is what really give The Dead Weather the edge we’ve been looking for.
And once the much anticipated encore arrived, “Treat Me Like You Mother” blasted through the speakers and quite literally shook everyone to pieces.
I’m not very coherent right now am I? It’s only 11PM and I’m really tired so I’ll just let this one go and leave you with the video and pictures.
Fin.
In preparation for the concert I will be attending next month, I listen to M. Ward for about 3 hours today and this song just sprang out at me.
It’s such a perfect song about life. It can have so many interpretations and apply to so many things.
The roller coaster can be as complex as a relationship or life, but it can also be as simple as the literal amusement park ride. The guitar, too, is just so charming and it just casually plucks through with ease while the cheery piano picks up and drops off as we weave in and out of the chorus. A perfect 10; can’t wait to see it live!
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: awkward, music, Northwestern, song of the week, the national
Definitely the best tracks off Boxer, “Mistaken for Strangers” will blow your mind with it’s sick backbeat and unique blend of sound. You can barely tell anything apart it all works together so well. Add the fairly mellow vocals to contrast and you get the darkly upbeat masterpiece that crowns this album.
Not only is “Mistaken for Strangers” an amazing song by an amazing band, but the message behind it—or rather the message I am choosing to construe from it—is something I am certain many Northwestern citizens can relate to.
Have you ever been walking down Sheridan Road and seen someone you know? Of course. Have you ever stopped to say hello and chat with your friends. I’m sure you have. Have you ever been in a hurry and merely smiled, waved or nodded. Yes.
Now riddle me this: have you ever seen someone you are certain you met and spoke to at some point in your life, someone you’ve hooked up with, even, attempted a smile or nod of acknowledgement and been completely ignored? If you said no, you are a liar because if you go to Northwestern I am willing to bet you have experienced this wonderfully awkwardish situation.
So here’s where the chorus rings true to NU life: “You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends, when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery Citibank lights.” And while the lights may not be silvery and they may not originate from Citibank, you get the point. Someone could probably make a music video for this song by putting hidden cameras around campus and editing it all into 3:32 minutes.
“You wouldn’t want an angel watching over,” because it’s embarrassing when that happens. “Surprise, surprise, they wouldn’t want to watch” because it’s just painful for everyone who witnesses it. I don’t really know what our campus population deal is with that. Everyone should just be really friendly and say hi to people even if you’re not sure you know them.
For instance, last week I think I may have smiled and waved to around five people I don’t think I’ve actually met because they look like combinations of people I know and in that split second when I’m thinking “to wave or not to wave” I always just go with the wave. At the end of the day I’d rather be too friendly than not. So maybe now you’ll get mistaken for friends by your own strangers… or something like that.
As Fall Quarter is practically at a close (maybe that’s just wishful thining but I’m pretty sure we’re almost there), and I still have not managed to figure out a way to come up with clever thigns to post on a regulr basis, I’ll at least talk about music every now and then, if only briefly.
Jezebel is a graciously slow heart-breaking ballad whose words aren’t as sad as the melancholy strings that go with them.
“Wait! We swear we’ll love you more and wholly, Jezebel.”
He sings in his raspy half whisper and breaks my heart every time. I now have a weekend of emotional breakdown to associate this song with which is always pretty awesome and now it can be the sad little not-really-a-love song that hangs around in my speakers and in my head whenever I need to wallow… which I do more than a healthy person should. Anywho, enough of my babbling, here it is.
Yes I’ve been away a lot and it’s kind of because of this song in some existential alternatively paralell kind of way.
Basically, when life happens, blogs don’t.
Actually it’s more like when too much life happens blogs don’t.
I really shouldn’t be writing this now because I have a midter tomorrow and am basically fucked in all sorts of ways.
FUCK.
Anyways, this song was in the top 20, it’s brilliant. I love it and it makes me think of awesomeness.
Hopefully more to come soon.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Cold War Kids, music, song of the week, The Keg
So as to stop The Keg influence I decided to pick the song of the week before any night time festivities and make it a legitimately good song.
After marvelling at their latest masterpiece, I went back to the basics and happened upon a delectable favorite. Every element of “Hang Me Up to Dry” is magnificently done and stands together briliantly. From the varying tone of the vocals to the steady bass to the chaotic piano its another one of those encumbering songs you just get lost in. The fabulous lyrics are easy to relate to as well and as I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned before I’m kind of a sucker for well done metaphors. Enjoy the magic!
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Red Bull, song of the week, The Keg, The Pussycat Dolls
So it looks like the growing trend in songs of the week is whatever song I enjoyed the most at The Keg. This week I danced to “When I Grow Up” with one of my new friends after some Red Bull entered my system. The same Red Bull that I “quit” 4 months ago. Oops… such is life. Maybe we’ll change it up next week but for now here’s my favorite Keg song of the week!
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Bon Jovi, music, song of the week, The Keg
An all around classic, “Livin’ on a Prayer” wins because when you can get the whole Keg to belt “OOOOHHHHH LIVIN’ ON A PRAYERRRR” at 2AM you always win.
Filed under: music | Tags: androgyny, David Bowie, song of the week, That 70s Show
There are several reasons why this song wins song of the week.
1. I’m finally getting decent at it on Rock Band (hard guitar).
2. Jackie dressed Kelso up like David Bowie on an episode of That 70’s Show that I saw recently.
3. It’s my favorite David Bowie song.
So Suffragette City is like Bowie’s sex/drugs wonderland and Henry wants in but “he can’t afford the ticket.” The song itself is so upbeat it’s like it’s own dose of whatever your poison may be. Bowie is just so far out and groovy! And androgyny is so in this season!
Best part of the whole song= aaahhhhhhh… wham! blam! thank you, mam!
