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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Screen Shot 2018-04-12 at 11.14.07 PMInitially, I think I lumped Len’s “Steal My Sunshine” in with all the sugar ray bullshit from the late-90s era of music, especially all the stuff from “Socal.” However… this isn’t the worst song in the world. In fact, when a certain reverie comes over me, I actually quite like it; as long as I don’t listen too hard to any of the lyrics outside of the chorus. Does the fact that I dig this song even a little bit surprise you? Because at times like this, when I’ve just returned from watching a concert film of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds performing for 2 1/2 hours, it sure as hell surprises me. But Steal My Sunshine is a fairly innocuous pop song, and a lot of those fit into my world view just fine. In fact, this one has a special place in my heart, first making its inroads into my heart about the time I saw the movie Go! in the late 1990s. Why? Well, let me explain how and when I first came to enjoy that slightly bandwagony but still clever, Tarantino-esque film and how it insinuated itself into my life. Then maybe you’ll understand. Or at the very least, maybe I will.

Endless Loop: Little Fluffy Clouds

theorbHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop.

“Little Fluffy Clouds” by The Orb

“What were the skies like when you were young?”

Some weeks it’s harder to write than others.  Some weeks I struggle for things to say.  Some weeks it feels like grasping at proverbial straws to find anything even remotely poignant to write about all of these songs that I love so much, or at the very least to come up with some personal anecdote to convey my evergreen adulation thereof.

The Joup Friday Album: The Geraldine Fibbers

Geraldine FibbersCarla Bozulich is a powerhouse vocalist and the Geraldine Fibbers are one of the great, unsung bands swept up and then forgotten by the “Alternative Music” tide of the mid-90s. Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home has its more rudimentary moments, but overall this is a snapshot of a band poised to become something greater.

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Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Iwan Rebroff Na SdarowjeI don’t remember exactly how it happened. I suspect at some point in our early 20’s, Joup’s Sonny Vitkauskas must have found an old copy of Iwan Rebroff’s Na Sdarowje on vinyl in his grandmother’s record collection. Something like that. He borrowed the piece and brought it home, saving it for a time when he could spring this record on his friends in the heat of intoxication. Why? You ask. That’s the cover I’ve embedded here – look at this guy! He is PIED. tell me if you came across that in your house you wouldn’t be intrigued. Liar! Of course you would – we certainly were. So on one stoned night in the early-90s Brown, Sonny, and I huddled around a turntable and laughed our asses off. I mean, this Rebroff guy is DRUNK. Not only is he drunk, he’s celebrating being drunk. He’s getting drunk to celebrate being drunk.

Endless Loop: Bachelorette

bjorkHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop.

“Bachelorette” by Björk

Endless Loop: Life in Mono

monoHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop.

“Life in Mono” by Mono

Time and time again, I seem to find myself trading in nostalgia on this website, caught up and forever wading in all of my personal memories, stories, and emotional detritus like so many pop culture writers before me.  And that’s okay I guess.  Write what you know, or whatever.

The Joup Friday Album: No Age-Snares Like A Haircut

No age snaresTen years ago a multi-colored, noisy yet still somehow pop-inclined punk band made a significant splash in the underground music scene. I’m talking about the record Nouns by the L.A. based duo No Age. This wasn’t my first exposure to the band; that came in the form of the almost equally brilliant follow-up, 2010’s ‘Everything In Between,’ a more polished take on the band’s sound. After falling in love with ‘In Between,’ I embarked on the journey every music nerd takes once they discover a band that’s new to them: I checked out No Age’s old shit.

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