Showing posts with label Cure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cure. Show all posts

Monday, September 2, 2013

Monthly Poll: Radiohead - Kid A



So I want to focus a little more on these Alternative Album Grammy Winners that I'm playing for bonus songs on the Countdown. So I think, on the first Monday of every month, I'm going to do a little retrospective poll related to the album from the proceeding month.

August's album was Radiohead's Kid A.

Please answer the following questions in the comments section. (If you don't have an answer, feel free to skip the question)

1. What is your favorite track on Kid A





  • Everything in Its Right Place
  • Kid A
  • National Anthem
  • How to Disappear Completely
  • Treefingers
  • Optimistic
  • In Limbo
  • Idioteque
  • Morning Bell
  • Motion Picture Soundtrack
  • Untitled (hidden track)

  • 2. What is your favorite Radiohead album?

    3. Which do you feel should have won the Grammy, if not Kid A:
    • Fiona Apple When the Pawn...
    • The Cure Bloodflowers
    • Beck Midnite Vultures
    • Paul McCartney Liverpool Sound Collage

    Sunday, December 23, 2012

    New Countdown: Merry Christmas Eve Eve!

    If I knew someone named Eve, she might write that I forgot a comma and also that I don't know what day it is. But I don't and I didn't and I do!

    Yikes. It's late, but I'll be posting this ON TIME, dammit :)

    NOTE: At the beginning of the episode, I say that it's Episode 133. Which is wrong. I just didn't do the crucial "save as" step in my podcast creation process. And I didn't realize that until I tried to export the podcast as an mp3 and was told that the mp3 already existed. Sigh. I wish this was only a "tonight I'm tired" problem, but it's more of a "it's been a busy week" problem.

    I'm very excited to record the Year End countdown (#3!) this week and that will go up next Sunday! Surprises abound.

    Countdown #134

    ***Featuring***
    Atlas Genius
    AWOLNATION
    The Black Keys
    The Cure
    Imagine Dragons
    Jimmy Eat World
    The Lumineers
    Mumford & Sons
    Muse
    Of Monsters and Men
    Passion Pit
    Youngblood Hawke

    Wednesday, June 15, 2011

    Creepy Love (A Poem and Two Songs)

    A reading of this poem came up on my iPod this evening. It goes from "almost uncomfortably intimate" to "maybe I should call a cop..." but the intimacy never leaves. Some of the imagery is pretty horrifying, but also pretty great. I feel good about these three works being in the same post.

    Lovesong
    by Ted Hughes

    He loved her and she loved him.
    His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
    He had no other appetite
    She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
    She wanted him complete inside her
    Safe and sure forever and ever
    Their little cries fluttered into the curtains

    Her eyes wanted nothing to get away
    Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his elbows
    He gripped her hard so that life
    Should not drag her from that moment
    He wanted all future to cease
    He wanted to topple with his arms round her
    Off that moment's brink and into nothing
    Or everlasting or whatever there was

    Her embrace was an immense press
    To print him into her bones
    His smiles were the garrets of a fairy palace
    Where the real world would never come
    Her smiles were spider bites
    So he would lie still till she felt hungry
    His words were occupying armies
    Her laughs were an assassin's attempts
    His looks were bullets daggers of revenge
    His glances were ghosts in the corner with horrible secrets
    His whispers were whips and jackboots
    Her kisses were lawyers steadily writing
    His caresses were the last hooks of a castaway
    Her love-tricks were the grinding of locks
    And their deep cries crawled over the floors
    Like an animal dragging a great trap
    His promises were the surgeon's gag
    Her promises took the top off his skull
    She would get a brooch made of it
    His vows pulled out all her sinews
    He showed her how to make a love-knot
    Her vows put his eyes in formalin
    At the back of her secret drawer
    Their screams stuck in the wall

    Their heads fell apart into sleep like the two halves
    Of a lopped melon, but love is hard to stop

    In their entwined sleep they exchanged arms and legs
    In their dreams their brains took each other hostage

    In the morning they wore each other's face


    This is also called "Lovesong":
    The Cure - Lovesong from Disintegration (buy) (or on MP3)

    But this poem feels a bit more like:
    Alkaline Trio - Nose Over Tail from Goddamnit! (buy) (or on MP3)

    Sunday, April 10, 2011

    Maybe I Should Change the Name of the Countdown to "Holding Steady"

    Kind of like how on the Contrast Podcast, I feel like I should change the name of my blog to "Without Any Further Ado" because I say it so much! My wife even gives me grief when she hears me recoding an intro and then I start thinking about it and then i can't HELP but say it. Am I making ANY sense?! :)

    Countdown #49

    ***Featuring***
    The Black Keys
    Cage the Elephant
    The Cure
    Foo Fighters
    Foster the People
    Linkin Park
    Middle Class Rut
    Mumford & Sons
    Rise Against
    Young the Giant