The Joup Friday Album: Bruce Springsteen – Born in the U.S.A.

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“At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet, and a freight train running through the middle of my head…”

If that doesn’t sum up the month of November, I don’t know what does.

November started off on a Tuesday in a cold sweat over our nation’s pastime. The Chicago Cubs were 2-3 against the Cleveland Indians. One slip-up and it was all over. I didn’t know if my partner’s blood sugar, let alone heart, could handle it. Lo and behold, they pulled it off. The next day, history was made.

The Joup Friday Album

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“Yo, Melissa, Imma let you finish, but I have one of the best Friday Albums of all time.”

No one invited me this week, but I have to take the stage. I have to mention it, this Elephant in the room (well it was once a Donkey, then a…whatever, then begrudgingly welcomed back as an Elephant when it looked like it might get its trunk on the peanut-keys. ‘Off she went with a trumpety-trump, trump, trump, trump’). It’s been two weeks since the combined nationwide clapping and gasp abruptly went reverberating around the world like the amplified unveiling of a waterfall of severed genitalia. To think, I was once torpid with apprehension at the prospect of the Romney-bot, who in retrospect looks like a chuckling uncle with no more nefarious-a-skeleton in his closet than a used-car lot, albeit with a dog strapped to the top of one of his inventory.

The Joup Friday Album – All Hallows Edition

bauhausConceding to my Will, Daniel has cleared the path to allow me to take the helm for this special weekend, that which ushers in the night of the dead, my personal favorite time of the year, Sam Hain, All Hallows, Halloween! And I have a tasty treat for you, oh true believers in all that is dark and arcane. That’s right, I’m kicking this shit off right, because what better way to usher in the darkest, most sinister night of the year than to have a Devil-ridden goat spin a disc for you? And what better disc to begin with than the original deth rock/contemporary gothic masters Bauhaus’s first entry into the musical canon of the damned?

The Joup Friday Album: chipmunkson16speed – Sludgefest

chipmunkson16speedWhen I was a kid, I loved big, dumb popcorn movies just like everybody else, taking in weekend matinees of whatever mass appeal schlock-fest Hollywood happened to grace us with on a weekly basis. As I got older though, my tastes grew more refined, first taking in quality genre fare, and then moving on to the critical darlings. Then I went to film school, and my screen tastes began to get even more challenging. Foreign films, experimental movies, classics, and all manner of independent and cerebral art. In short, I gradually became a film snob.

It’s Come to This: An Op-Ed Political Essay

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I’m just one more voice screaming into the abyss.

Some days, I’ll be scanning through my Facebook or Twitter feeds, and as the constant and seemingly endless stream of status updates and selfies and shared articles and political rhetoric, the likes and dislikes and misinformation and click bait stack up like garbage piles infinitum on my eyes and brain, I’ll come to the gradual realization that I hate everybody I know. Or, more to the point, I abhor their online presence. I tire of all the “Look at me!” posts and the “Can you believe?” links, the mundane and asinine as glorified by characters and pixels. But I particularly loathe all of the political screeds and the trash spam articles masquerading as news. And I hate all of the condescension and contempt that harbors within me towards these people I normally have love and respect for in the non-digital world…the real world? And goddamnit, it always gets so much worse during an election year.

The Joup Friday Album: Moderat – II

moderat-iiThere is most definitely something about the electronic music I like that induces in me an ‘altered state’. I suppose the same can be said about any music – well, okay, not any; certainly not most pop – but the deep, bass-driven, keyboard covered drones of a hybrid artist such as Moderat and an album such as II absolutely carries me into a lighter, calmer state. This state is not extraneous – it is not “outside” my head. They are inside, the places where I go, where this record takes me. Moderat is very similar to several other artists I listen to, chief among them perhaps Underworld, in that the music they make brings down an easy veil of night even in the midst of the day (definitely need to drape the windows for that, but I’ve long maintained, in my most goth-like moments, that night, like Halloween, is a state of mind more than it is an actual physical time.

The Joup Friday Album: Bad Religion – No Control

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“Don’t be a henchman.”

Bad Religion’s fourth album, No Control, came out in 1989. Twenty-seven years have passed, and there is still a good majority of us that haven’t learned.  We’re still blindly supporting our religious and political ideals. We’re still slaves to voting red or blue no matter who. A third-party vote is still considered garbage. I daresay that the zeitgeist has become even more toxic. The constant barrage of news, “trumped up” or otherwise, has us clawing at each other.

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