Before: Who?
After: Sort of enjoyable to listen to for 30 minutes, tops. But by now, I'm two songs away from the end after a long hour of listening, and I'm more than ready to stop. But I shall remain steadfast in hearing out the remaining 15 minutes of the album for the sake of musical enlightenment. That's what I'm telling myself, anyway.
Brit guitar pop has not been a genre in my listening field like ever, so it's felt pretty foreign during my listening time. However, I can appreciate it for what it is/how I perceive it.
Let's hope #497 is better.
Monday, July 29, 2013
Friday, July 26, 2013
499: B.B. King, "Live in Cook County Jail"
Before: I know he's an icon of the past, with his gravelly, grandfatherly voice, but I'm pretty in the dark besides that. A good dose of B.B. is like a shot of musical vitamins into my system (as in, he's a master, and listening to him should give me wings ASAP.)
During:
I am imagining myself springing off my butt and doing some jumping jack-like dance moves during his song, "Everyday I Have the Blues." There are beats bouncing off the walls and energy splattered everywhere.
The combination of his words, sputtering out of his deliberate mouth, coupled with supporting beats, really elevates "How Blue Can You Get?" to a high level.
MAN, can he wail!!! That voice like a glockenspiel- a guttural, refined, legendary glockenspiel! [Worry, Worry]
I am loving the spoken parts of this album. Nay, the PROCLAIMED parts. The SOUL-RELEASING, WISDOM EXPRESSING parts!
"Sweet Sixteen" was a sassy little number. I feel like it's quenched my yearning for finding something deeply original today.
A thoroughly AWESOME album, I give this 9.5/10. Nay, let me rate it differently. Just to listen to this record, I would:
-Mow the lawn
-Clean 37% of my room
-Fetch six buckets of ice from the upstairs of Mouzon to the downstairs for the bartender I sort of don't fancy
If you have a bit of unplanned time in your day and some magazines you'd like to skim or cleaning that's on your mind, pop in this album as your soundtrack. It'll glisten more than the silver you'll have polished after it's all over- even if you're a professional!
During:
I am imagining myself springing off my butt and doing some jumping jack-like dance moves during his song, "Everyday I Have the Blues." There are beats bouncing off the walls and energy splattered everywhere.
The combination of his words, sputtering out of his deliberate mouth, coupled with supporting beats, really elevates "How Blue Can You Get?" to a high level.
MAN, can he wail!!! That voice like a glockenspiel- a guttural, refined, legendary glockenspiel! [Worry, Worry]
I am loving the spoken parts of this album. Nay, the PROCLAIMED parts. The SOUL-RELEASING, WISDOM EXPRESSING parts!
"Sweet Sixteen" was a sassy little number. I feel like it's quenched my yearning for finding something deeply original today.
A thoroughly AWESOME album, I give this 9.5/10. Nay, let me rate it differently. Just to listen to this record, I would:
-Mow the lawn
-Clean 37% of my room
-Fetch six buckets of ice from the upstairs of Mouzon to the downstairs for the bartender I sort of don't fancy
If you have a bit of unplanned time in your day and some magazines you'd like to skim or cleaning that's on your mind, pop in this album as your soundtrack. It'll glisten more than the silver you'll have polished after it's all over- even if you're a professional!
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
500: Outkast, "Aquemini"
Before: When I hear the band's name, I think of mushroom-cloud hair, "I'm sorry Miss Jackson," and of course, "Hey Ya!" I think of a bunch of guys with bouncing vocals jumping around and bringing the funk.
After:
I heard some things that gave more dimension to the band. After the music finished during one song, they spoke about pertinent issues of their time for about a minute. Someone introduced another song by speaking in a way that felt like he was sitting in a chair a pace away from me. It was as if he and I were seeing eye to eye on his intentions of his music and craft. We were equals, and he earnestly wanted to communicate with his audience. It was unique.
Their lyrics are imaginative, dropping words like "kangaroos" amidst their funky fresh rapping.
I feel myself relax in their pool of sound because they are about respect. There's no cringing because they're smoothly alluding to women when referencing some inferior animal. They're not building thrones of pride, money, and reputation. They stress protection of ones of their kind and other relatable values.
Stand out line: She was "Sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrup"
All in all, it was a cool, jazzy way to spend a Wednesday evening. I feel a tinge more literate in hip hop, although I know I have a loooooooong way to go. I have take the first step of my thousand mile journey! You da man, Confucius!
After:
I heard some things that gave more dimension to the band. After the music finished during one song, they spoke about pertinent issues of their time for about a minute. Someone introduced another song by speaking in a way that felt like he was sitting in a chair a pace away from me. It was as if he and I were seeing eye to eye on his intentions of his music and craft. We were equals, and he earnestly wanted to communicate with his audience. It was unique.
Their lyrics are imaginative, dropping words like "kangaroos" amidst their funky fresh rapping.
I feel myself relax in their pool of sound because they are about respect. There's no cringing because they're smoothly alluding to women when referencing some inferior animal. They're not building thrones of pride, money, and reputation. They stress protection of ones of their kind and other relatable values.
Stand out line: She was "Sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrup"
All in all, it was a cool, jazzy way to spend a Wednesday evening. I feel a tinge more literate in hip hop, although I know I have a loooooooong way to go. I have take the first step of my thousand mile journey! You da man, Confucius!
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