I’m not sure whats on the agenda for most of you this weekend, but being as Ill be shredding with some close friends,I figured a weekend playlist was in order. Enjoy!
And yes, I know this song is old. Its just so good, and since Ive been on a Portlandia kick, I cant get enough.
I always really liked Beck. I love his sound, his style, and his attitude. Even in a decade that prided itself on not giving a fuck about anything, Beck seems to give even less of a fuck. The adult part of me feels like “give me a damn break you spoiled ass Cali punk” and then the artistic young version of me says ” why dont more people describe music as surfing in some oil spillage?” Either way, this is a pretty cool vintage interview of a young and now great musician.
A pseudo flash mod popped off in Manhattan in the Subway system this weekend, further proving that there really isnt anywhere else in the world better to be living. The crowd got things jumping in Union Square, Grand Central Station, and in front of the NYC Public Library.
Here are a few good jams to get you in the mood for a night out with friends. I personal dont need any help getting excited to slug shots of Jameson, but some of you do, and thats why music was invented.
Earworm returns with his annual ‘best tracks of’ and its pretty fire. Im sure you are seeing tons of ‘best of’ lists and videos this time of year so this should fit right in.
Slaughterhouse, Em, and Yela. The best part of this cypher is seeing Joell laughing during everyone rhymes. He understands what he is part of, and how special this group of artists are to hip hop.
There is nothing like some solid new tunes to get you through the day. Im particularly feeling this new Bernhoft joint. His voice reminds me of Musiq Soulchild
This is an awesome animated video from the band Danger Beach. You can download the album here
I recently came across ‘We Don’t Eat, a single by Irish singer and songwriter James Vincent McMorrow, and now I’m pretty much playing it on loop daily. Im not sure what I like the most about the song, his high, halting, smoky voice, or the eerie aura of something very old, something we’ve heard a long time ago, something written by old men.
James Vincent Morrow released his debut album in 2010 and he’s just finished his first North American tour.