Friday, February 18, 2011

Big Booties? Oh Yeah!

Attraction is a funny thing. Some people like blondes while others like brunettes, never mind the fiery wild cards known as redheads. But why? Well Timmy, it all stems from the basic principle of Sexual Dimorphism, or the physical differences between the male and females in a given species. Take, for example, the noble Peafowl. Peafowl are often mistakenly referred to as a Peacocks, which is actually the name for the male only while the female is dubbed the Peahen. This bird perfectly illustrates the scientific premise of sexual dimorphism.

Witness the glorious spectrum of colors exhibited in the plumage by only the male of the species. It looks like this for one reason and one reason only... and no, it's not to end up as a design staple for 1970's studio apartments. The reason in scientific terms is called procreation however, in romantical terms  its known as  doin' it.

Look at the male and the brilliant colors of his exquisite tail-feathers; Now look at the female as she dons a schlumpy sand colored number. Sexual Dimorphism rears it's slightly differing male and female heads  when peahens simply choose their peacocks based on how impressed they are with these tail-feathers. In the human species we have obviously spawned language and society among other intellectual discourses to deepen and complicate the mating process, but have we really evolved that much past looking at butts? Supposing we haven't, the only difference between us and the birds is that our roles are slightly reversed. Now I'm not calling myself a schlump, but I think many (including this facebook group) would agree that the females are the ones with the glorious tailfeathers.

You remember Lydia? Check out her newest, 
non-Butt-Touching endeavor, aroundthe.net

If you don't believe me, or obvious butt-loving royalty, Sir Mix-A-Lot, maybe you can be convinced by my man Mos Def and his hind-centric opus. Ms. Fat Booty has been adored by all races (especially White People) and females and males alike. I have personally seen this song played on the subway by my fellow straphangers on more occasions than I can count, and I'm sure that if you don't know this one already, you'll be buying it and playing it too.


Mos Def - Ms. Fat Booty

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Uh Oh

Wait, wait for the moment to come.
Stand up, stand up and take my hand.
Believe, believe in mystery
Love, love is simple as 1-2-3.
I'm a know-it-all, I'm the smartest man around,
That's right, you learn real fast
you the smartest girl in town, so:
Here come a riddle, here come a clue...
If you are really smart,
you'll know what to do...when I say:

Jump back, sit back, get back, relax...it's ok.
I called in sick, I won't go to work today.
I'd rather be with the one I love...
I neglect my duties...I'll be in trouble...but
I been to college, I been to school
I'm not the people
that read about in books...so:
Here come a riddle, here come a clue...
If you are really smart,
you'll know what to do (when I say)
Jet pilot gone out of control,
ship captain run aground,
Stockbroker make a bad investment,
when love has come to town.

Where, where is my common sense?
How did I get in a jam like this?
Believe, believe in mystery
Love, love is simple as 1-2-3.
Here come a riddle, here come a clue...
If you are really smart,
you'll know what to do (when I say)
Why am I going out of my head
whenever you're around?
The answer is obvious...
love has come to town.


Talking Heads - Uh Oh, Love Has Come To Town
(I'm posting two versions so you can see an super young David Byrne sing live while also sharing the steel drum solos featured on the record)

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Love Kills

There's not much to mention about this song, except it's beautiful Afro-Lypso style get interrupted almost right away with a murderous threat. You'd think someone named Pepsi-Orlando would be a little more lyrically tame. Regardless, this gem reflects an extremely colorful musical period in Ghana's history that occurred during the 1960's. 
An interesting way to express one's love? 
I think so.

If you like what you hear, try to buy this unreal compilation of 1960's Ghana Music entitled Money No Be Sand. It actually took me years to find and since I was able to procure it a few months ago, It has garnered serious airplay in my personal collection.  

Pepsi-Orlando & His Young Star Band - I Love You

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Oingo Wrongo

Sometimes love is not always ok. I'm not sure what the intentions of Oingo Boingo's Danny Elfman were when he penned this ode to gross, but I wouldn't be surprised if he had some pretty nasty things on his computer. Up until today I had only listened to this song, but the audio alone made me fear for the young daughters of the 1980's. Seeing a performance set to the words makes me want to call the government. "Little Girls" are made up of all sorts of nice, magical, delicate things and it is perfectly fine to enjoy the precious beauty they contribute to this cold-cold world, but keep it together man. We have a wannabe Lewis Carol over here and it kind of calls the integrity of the entire excellent album into question. Experience the weirdness below, continue to experience it every time you hear the theme to the Simpsons.
gifs via  


Oingo Boingo - Little Girls

Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy Valentine's Day

This year, instead of putting up a few sappy songs, or even "Songs To Bone To" like I did last year, I have decided to give this Valentine's space to alternative love songs. Now I don't just mean alternative as in gay or lesbian (although this will most likely be represented), but the true meaning of alternative, as in straight up different from the norm, or weird. Yes, we can all agree that the Fab Four's "I Wanna Hold Your Hand" is an extremely romantic song, as is anything by the Carpenters, Pretenders, Smokey Robinson, Bryan Adams, Celine Dion, Billy Joel or Savage Garden, but it takes a true wordsmith to express love without falling into the same-old  ruined clichés. This week will celebrate those who went out on a limb, and whether it was successful or not, take the road less traveled, towards love.

Take today's song, specifically not only as a throwback to Rasta Mon-Days of old, but more importantly for it's slightly off putting hook. I have heard this song is actually written by the most famous reggae singer ever, Mr. Bob Marley, but this version is performed by Johnny Nash off my favorite soundtrack of all time (you should already know it's The Harder They Come). It begins with a soothing voice serenading you with high fructose lyrics but quickly slides into a chorus that repeats a very odd and fetishistic simile. I don't know what the 'it' is, that he's looking to have rubbed all over him, but I guarantee the next time you look at a jar of jelly... it will be way different. 

Come back all week for more Alternative Love Songs, here at
Every Day, Another Song.

Johnny Nash - Guava Jelly

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Understand, He's a Gentleman

Enter... Greg Dulli
Who?
In my opinion one of the most underrated musical masterminds (and musical entrepreneurs) of my time. 

He first arrived on the scene with the Afghan Whigs in the late 80's, later making way for multiple side projects including The Twilight Singers and Gutter Twins, as well as a solo album titled "Amber Headlights". So who exactly is he? I don't believe I could ever fathom the depths of who Greg Dulli is in his entirety, however some describe him as "the savior of misbehavior", "the golden boy" or "the epitome of cool".

His musical style is ever changing and innovative, especially in more recent years and most notably recognizable on the The Twilight Singers upcoming album "Dynamite Steps" due out February 15, 2011. However, the inspiration of Soul and R&B driven bass and beats are never far behind always waiting to accompany different textures of strings, vocals, and keys that Dulli finds necessary. For one to appreciate all that encapsulates his work over the years, I find it essential to look at where it first started.

"Gentlemen" released October 5th 1993, is the Afghan Whigs fourth full length studio album and their first release on a major label. Enter... the Concept Album. What? A term which is loosely thrown around in the last decade by musicians in the industry who fail to produce an album worthy of its usually epic title. But the Afghan Whigs album "Gentlemen" depicts the meaning of the term to its full extent.

Since the theory of a Concept Album is to craft an entire album into a unified story, therefore, I feel it is inappropriate to describe just one song. Instead I will give a brief description of the entire album from my own interpretation and then post two songs, so you can get a better taste of the bitter flavor that is Greg Dulli.

The album is written in a first person point of view, pertaining to the character's bad relationship-gone worse and reflective of one's own inner destructive self, followed by repent. (Editors Note: This is possibly the deepest line to grace Every Day, Another Song)

I remember after I first listened to this album my reactions were almost exact to that of our blog creator in a personal conversation, "That album is raw as F*ck!" That it is, on more than one level.

Once again, Gentlemen is a concept album and the songs are in a particular order for a reason, meaning it should be listened to in its entirety, but for those of you who want a taste of what Greg Dulli is, here are two songs off the album.

*For those of you who like Vinyl, this album was reissued on wax in January


The Afghan Whigs - Gentlemen

The Afghan Whigs - Be Sweet

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Super Sunday

I'm still kind of disappointed my NY Jets (and obviously the Doodoo Browns) didn't make it to the promised land, but every American is blood mandated to love the Super Bowl. Today's contest between the Pittsburgh Steelers and the Green Bay Packers is shaping up to be a good ol' fashioned, no holds barred, high flying, slamdangin, rock 'em sock 'em, rootin' tootin', high fructose, well oiled, stone faced, bloody knuckled, hard-nosed, iron shinned, foul mouthed, eagle eyed, cold hearted, monkey pawed, steel toed, beer bellied, rough necked, bone crushing... Well you probably get the point. It should be a good game.

Via dailymail.co.uk
For the Steelers
(a team whose mascot name is... I kid you not... Steely McBeam)

Representing the Steel City, Super Current rapper, Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa - Black and Yellow

BONUS: Beastie Boys - Rhymin' and Stealin'

AND

For the Packers
(a team that people support by wearing cheese on their heads)

Wisconsin's only reasonable music export, the amazing Violent Femmes
Violent Femmes - Please Do Not Go


BONUS: Nirvana - Big Cheese

Friday, February 4, 2011

Ah, Brotherhood

This is one of my new favorite bands. A pair of brothers from Tennessee who sound like a cross between Iggy Pop and Bleach-era Nirvana. Born from the same two person, lo-fi vein as the now defunct White Stripes (who called it quits only 2 days ago after a ridiculously successful career) Jeff The Brotherhood is currently playing shows all over the place, including one in NYC on March 31, so make sure to check out their schedule here. I  definitely recommend that you scoop up their new album Heavy Days, especially if you are looking for that Grunge feel without having to go back into the 90's.


Jeff The Brotherhood - U Got The Look

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Groundhog Day

Happy (Belated) Groundhog Day everyone. I'm not really sure what the point of such a holiday is though. If you can extrapolate the weather for the next 2 months by the shadows on one day, why don't we just use science instead having a bunch of guys in top hats of scare the poop out of a rat.
Via Gather
Beyond that point, I have another question... Who needs Groundhogs when you could have SPACEHOG?!?


Spacehog - Mungo City

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

HAPPY BEARD DAY

Today is the birthday of one James "The Beard" Beard, who you may remember from last March when he took EDAS for a week-long spin. Don't worry, he brought it back in tip-top shape. A modern day Super-Hero, he is faster than a speeding subway train (pursuant to the current MTA Cutbacks); more powerful than the aforementioned subway train (Once again... budget cuts) and able to grow Tall Beards in a Single-Beard! (even though currently he kicks it baby-smooth) Besides that he loves Space and can rock the shit out of a Vest. 

James Beard in 8-Bit Space

Besides the above mentioned super-powers, James has a passion for eccentric jams as he showcased here just under a year ago. The last time we talked with our brains, he mentioned one of the hardest working duos in history of recorded or performed music, Stax Records' own, Sam and Dave. If all you know about the "Sultans of Sweat" is "Soul Man" you are doing yourself a gigantic disservice. These guys set the tone for the entire Memphis 60's sound, never mind the fact that they set the bar for how to put on a show for years to come.


Sam & Dave - You Don't Know Like I Know