Deep Sweet and Bitter
I hated both of these bands in high school. Right now, I can picture my highschool self circa grade 9 calling my current self a fag for even listening to them. (My highschool self was a total dick.)
Beat Happening - Hot Chocolate Boy
In a continuum of Beat Happening song themes that ranges roughly from 'songs about sex' to 'songs about food', this fits somewhere around 'songs about food that are really about sex'. In a continuum of awesome pop punk songs, this song is somewhere between 'Linda Blair' and 'Bikeage'.
[buy Dreamy]
The Magnetic Fields - Save a Secret for the Moon
In high school Magnetic Fields were the worst. They were even worse than "British Music" or Courtney Love. In a computer lab during journalism class I remember listening to this album and losing a little bit of respect for my friend that leant it to me. In hindsight, I now realize that I was totally humourless/emotionless and that this song alone could have saved me from years of "prog" and bad girlfriends. My favourite line: "I know all the saddest people/most of them are dead now."
[buy Get Lost]
Beat Happening - Hot Chocolate Boy
In a continuum of Beat Happening song themes that ranges roughly from 'songs about sex' to 'songs about food', this fits somewhere around 'songs about food that are really about sex'. In a continuum of awesome pop punk songs, this song is somewhere between 'Linda Blair' and 'Bikeage'.
[buy Dreamy]
The Magnetic Fields - Save a Secret for the Moon
In high school Magnetic Fields were the worst. They were even worse than "British Music" or Courtney Love. In a computer lab during journalism class I remember listening to this album and losing a little bit of respect for my friend that leant it to me. In hindsight, I now realize that I was totally humourless/emotionless and that this song alone could have saved me from years of "prog" and bad girlfriends. My favourite line: "I know all the saddest people/most of them are dead now."
[buy Get Lost]
posted by ian at 6:30 PM
4 Comments:
Damn that British Music!
high school was a sad, sad place. although I still hate blur with surprising intensity.
high-school calvin johnson vs. high-school stephin merritt: who would steal lunch money from whom?
Funny, I found my self listening to holiday today as I made my way through the jungle in the rare treat of an airconditioned colectivo. It seemed somehow perfect. That and 60's british folk rock.
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