Saturday, January 30, 2010

Friday, January 29, 2010

Philly (Part I)

ROAAADDDDD TRIPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!! I am going to Philadelphia for the weekend to visit the afformentioned Blumstar and my other pal who's a Rocket Scientist. No wonder they call it the city of Brotherly Love (actually comes from Greek; Phila, from Philos meaning Love, and Delphia, coming from Adelphos, meaning Brother).

As long as I'm there, I will be playing music from Phamous Philadelphians. Our first song comes from MFSB(Mothers, Fathers, Sisters, Brothers), the 30 some-odd piece orchestra that played behind almost all of the Big Hitters of the Philadelphia Soul Sound. It served as the theme for the TV mega-hit, Soul Train.

Here, with by far the best video to grace this site yet is MFSB with TSOP. Watch through the 2:30 mark where things get really crazy and there's a cameo from an extremely young and limber Rosie Perez.

Assuming I don't get beat up for being a Mets Fan... More Philly tomorrow.

Song #58: MFSB - TSOP (The Sound of Philadelphia)

2/1/2012 UPDATE: I almost died on this trip in a snowplow crash. Ask Andrew or Peter.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Howard Zinn

Howard Zinn

I read Howard Zinn's radical testament "A People's History of the United States" in High School. It was probably my first foray into my future academic pursuits in Ethnography and Cultural Studies. In case you haven't read it (you really, really should) Zinn tells the story of America through the eyes of the oppressed and defeated parties; from the Arawaks; the tribe who initally met and confronted Christopher Columbus, to the American Native and Slave populations, to the unsuspecting citizens of Nagasaki and Hiroshima (Kiroshima?) and more. Reading that book was one of the first times I was able to communicate my empathy for those who quashed by the debateable, yet inevitable "rise of humanity." I went on to expand my knowledge by reading other opinions by timeless critical thinkers such as Thomas Jefferson, Michel Foucault, Karl Marx, Jane Jacobs, Max Weber, Sigmund Freud and his frenemy, Carl Jung. All of those geniuses eventually tackle human nature as does Zinn, but he did so in a matter than brings the eternal dichotomy between Ruler and Subject to life through straight up beefs we can understand today (Sorry Howard). He was an eternal activist for justice and overall consideration among man. Howard Zinn was one of the greatest minds of my time, or any, and he will surely be missed. In his honor, today's song is by the appropriately named avant-garde psych-rock band, The United States of America. Not to be confused with The Presidents of the United States of America (although that would also be cool), The USA produced only one record during 1968 but it left it's mark as one of the most far out albums of the era. With amazing song titles like, Lovesong for Dead Ché, Osamu's Birthday (Remember: recorded in 1967) and I Won’t Leave My Wooden-Wife For You, Sugar, you could be contented just reading the album, but the tracks themselves are nothing short of audial hallucinations. My personal favorite is Stranded, a song with the most amazingly lysergic electric violin solo, the only problem is that its just not a crazy enough example of the depths of their psychedelia. I am also including as some sort of acid soaked barometer,  The American Metaphysical Circus, a song that starts off with a whole minute of crazy clown noises. For the stronger, 18+, NSFW oriented readers, there is a crazy intense version with some pretty naked phantasms coming out of their own genitals located here.

Goodbye Howard, I hope there's at least some injustice in heaven so you don't get bored.

(pssst did you vote?)

Song #57: The United States of America - The American Metaphysical Circus

BONUS: The United States of America - Stranded

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Wham! Bam! Thank You Ma'am!

Since our last (and first) Guest Blogger was such a success, I decided to open the floor to another extremely interesting voice, another really great friend of mine, Lee. She and I go back basically as long as any of my adult masculine qualities do; oddly enough she seemed to get them first. Lee realized I have been holding back a little on posting British Rock Music from the 70's, since, checking the statistics, that would be the most common EDAS post. However I have just been slowing it down on my UK imports while I spread the love around to some of the other genres. Today I am able to stay true to my personal embargo, while a guest contributor hops across the pond for me. She is awesome... Remember to Vote and Enjoy!


Hello Everyone. This is Lee, a long-time reader, first time contributor at Every Day, Another Song. While I know our fearless leader has put a personal freeze on Brit rock as he claims to write way too much about it (Small Faces, The Who, Queen, Yes, The Stones, Led Zep, Zombies, Spacehog) but luckily, us lesser contributors do not have to adhere to such lofty goals.

My love affair with British men in tight pants began early in life, as my father was a DJ, and I grew up with such gems as The Rolling StonesTheir Satanic Majesties Request.” So while other children at my all-girls Upper East Side private school were buying Prada and listening to Backstreet Boys, I was wearing my softball shoes all day and listening to the one, the only, David Bowie.

Now my favorite of the Bowie albums is the magnificent opus, 1972's “The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars.” I just… I can’t think of an album I love more as a whole than this one. I already have a tendency to dance down the street like a crazy, or at least strut my stuff to the beat (I have been caught by friends on more that one occasion and been made fun of mercilessly). And the one song that grabs a hold of my pelvis and just won’t let go is “Suffragette City” (MoHo would be proud!).

From the first chord all the way through the song grabs your face, throws a massive amount of pink glitter in it, makes you strap on some thigh high boots, and kick the first hater you see straight in the baby-maker (differs based on gender of said hater). Lastly, the build-up and execution of “WHAM! BAM! THANK YOU MA’AM!” is unparalleled. Before I spoil more, and without further ado, I give you “Suffragette City.”

Editor's side note/Citrus based confession: One time I threw a Lime into David Bowie's Rooftop Pool from Nat's Roof 4 buildings away.

Song #56: David Bowie - Suffragette City

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Ballad of The Blumstar

Once, a long, long time ago... This man promised me he would be a Senator. We were sitting around a table in a youth hostel in Montreal in 2003 and still to this day I believe him.

Looking back, I have known Andrew since the last Millenium, and granted, a lot has changed since then, but the allure of the Blumstar never wains. Was it the time he shared a drank with that Hobo, or the time we convinced a hacky-sack circle that Andrew was so good only because he was in a terrible boating accident and he had a cadaver bone-graft that made his leg extra flexible? Maybe it was the time we brought him to a bar for the first time and we couldn't bring him to the second floor without being tackled by adoring fans, or  even his world shattering rendition of "Shoe and Pillow," but it seems to be more than that. This post 9/11 Philosopher, this "Neo-Lebowski" if you will, unphased by the modern out of touch habits of today's iFake Humanoids, remains an endangered species in a world of Twitter-Suicide Fameballs and Day-Glo Hispter Marshmallows. There is just so much more to be said about a person of such valor, but there just simply isn't enough time, so I have put the rest of his information in a list of bullet points to give you the gist...

Sometimes it is a difficult path he faces, but he must continue to blaze his trail so that we may be reminded of what is best about Mankind.

On an unrelated note, don't forget to vote for the first ever Cover Clash below. See you tomorrow.

Song #55: Sublime - Greatest Hits

Monday, January 25, 2010


I am extremely honored and excited to present the newest segment here at Every Day, Another Song, (appropriately, yet tentatively named) Cover Clash. This will be the most interactive aspect of the blog thus far, unless of course you count everyone’s favorite game, Disagree with Aaron the Commenter. Cover Clash will pit two versions (sometimes more) of the same song against each other, and you, the democracy loving  visitor will vote on which one you like best. I will try to insert a poll (ha) into the post to see who the winner is, but feel free to sound off through leaving comments as well. UPDATE: I have inserted a poll, it can be found directly below the About Me box on the left hand column, Remember to Vote! REUPDATE: I ALSO ADDED THE POLL ON THE BOTTOM OF THE POST! Onwards to our first Cover Clash ever, PRESSURE DROP...

In the Red corner, we have the original performers and Jamaican Icons...

Toots and The Maytals

They originally released the song Pressure Drop in 1969 right after coining the phrase Reggae, with their understandably named hit “Do The Reggay” during the previous year.They went on to be and stay some of the hardest working Music Pioneers to this day. I saw Toots in Cleveland in March of 2007 and they completely destroyed, not to mention all the original Maytals blasting out the reggae vibes. Frederick "Toots" Hibbert might not be more than 5 feet tall but he carried the voice and power of a Reggae Giant. It was interesting to see a Reggae show at Cleveland's House of Blues, when I was already used to seeing shows 2 hours away at the Alrosa Villa but it was just completely amazing. I have pictures to prove it, they will be up soon. The video I found to play their version of Pressure Drop happens to be the most ridiculous and random video montage I've ever seen. I have no idea what any of the images have to do with anything, but just watching it is an experience unto itself.

And In the Blue Corner...


Reggae Music was weirdly (see aggressively) appreciated in the UK. A chord must have been struck between the disenfranchised, working class Brits and their recently liberated, yet colonially oppressed compatriots, The Jamaicans. However this deal went down, Reggae was consumed across the pond almost as much as it was at home, and soon enough bands raised on Ska and Reggae began their own rebellious ways, but they never forgot their Island influences. I admit, it is weird to think of a really pumped up and volatile Punk group enjoying the relaxing soothing sounds of a nice Lovers Rock song, but the video below from a movie called This is England seems to prove that even listening to it (combined with Shaving your head and wearing crazy-thin suspenders) was considered rebellion enough. I'm not really sure what is happening in this video either, but if you looks closely at the background of the room in which the video takes place, you will see some of my own Reggae heros, including but not limited to, Jimmy Cliff, Alton Ellis, Bob Andy and Marcia Griffiths. The Clash released their version of Pressure Drop in 1978 as the B-Side for their single English Civil War.

Which one do You like better?

Toots and the Maytals


The Clash

Song #54/ Cover Clash #1: Pressure Drop

Cover Clash #1: Pressure Drop

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Come Back Dave Chappelle

Last night I was up late and I caught a syndicated episode of Chappelle's Show. Mos Def was the musical guest and he just ripped it up while Dave chauffeured him around New York. Chappelle came to OSU and did comedy right after his "breakdown." He was still hilarious, and I'm sure he still is, but he has been disappointingly reclusively. He has become the JD Salinger of Black Comedy, for better or worse. Here is the video below...

Song #53: Mos Def - Close Edge