Tag: earworm
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Impossible possible
I’ve never been a guitar girl. If it wasn’t evident by the thorough literary analysis of each earworm, I am a self-proclaimed lyric hoe. That said, there are a few songs I will lay down my life for that have nothing to do with the lyrics. The guitar outro from 2:45-5:57 makes Wilco’s “Impossible Germany”…
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let’s exchange the experience
Thanks to the gruesome new season of Stranger Things, me and everyone else on the internet have been reintroduced to Kate Bush’s time-tested banger “Running Up That Hill (A Deal With God).” And it’s been stuck on repeat in both mine and Max’s head for good reason: it’s a true gem. Between the classic synth-pop…
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i missed you for 29 years
In honor of the 15th anniversary of Boxer, released this week in 2007, we’re going baritone and celebrating one of my favorite indie rock albums of all time. I hated The National when I first heard them. Most people probably do? This is the kind of band that needs to hit you at the right…
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I guess we’ll see who was the freak
I’ve been a casual St. Vincent fan since her collaboration with Bon Iver on “Roslyn” – a ballad released on the cultural reset that was the The Twilight Saga: New Moon soundtrack. Whew, what a moment for indie music. But after front-woman Annie Clark won for Best Alternative Music Album this year over my baby…
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From patience to control
Mannequin Pussy have captivated my attention since I heard the lyric “I still love you, you stupid f*ck” on the iconic track Drunk II a few years back. They’ve also haunted me since I shared my screen on a work call with the words MANNEQUIN PUSSY prominently displayed. It feels only right that in order…
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Beach Boys will be boys
Nothing’s quite as cozy as a Beach Boys song. You can feel the summer, the warmth when it grips you. The comforting embrace of “In My Room” had me hooked for a while, but it’s “Your Summer Dream” that’s been buzzing in my ear the last week. They’re both short sweet ditties, only a few…
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Lost my head there, whoops!
Maybe it’s the jetlag, the 10-day Cava bender, or general lack of sleep, but I am definitely feeling like I lost my head on my trip to Spain last week (humble brag). In any case, it makes Kurt Vile’s 2015 earworm “Lost my Head there” ring nicely this Wednesday mourn. 6 minutes and 55 seconds…
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No take backs
I don’t know if I’ve heard a voice quite like Jessica Pratt’s before. But here’s the recipe for the sound that gets you pretty close: One teaspoon of Joan Baez A splash of Adrianne Lenker Two dashes of Joni Mitchell A pinch of Angel Olsen A sprinkle of Joanna Newsom And voila! That’s one manic…
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Dirty Dr. Seuss
Achoo! I’m congested this week. So I’m celebrating with a nasally, breathy, heady song that I don’t quite understand, with lyrics like this: You’re like the moon in a basket of wheat You rose out of the roses Right under my mouth Ought is a band I’ve never heard of before “Desire” came on my…
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Spring is here, I hear
Between a damn-near 70 degree day followed by a hail/snow storm over the weekend, me and everyone else are yearning for warmer days to stick around. So in order to *will* more of these days into existence, I’m channeling some feminine witchy energy into two takes on a classic muse: Spring and all her glory. …
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