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Just One Minute: A Mix
Posted in mixes on October 19th, 2009 by CARL – 3 Comments
After The Zookeepers sent me the 47-second song that I posted last week, it got me thinking about other songs in my music collection that were around one minute long or less. By this I meant actual, fully-formed songs – not interludes or any other type of quick album filler. A hasty perusal of my music collection yielded the following mix.
So sit back and enjoy what is, most likely, the shortest collection of songs you will ever hear. As usual, my criteria for themed mixes is the following: fuck you, I’m gonna do what I want. The result of this is that a couple songs go a couple seconds over the one minute mark. Deal with it.
This mix is dedicated to my ex-girlfriend, who always called me The Minuteman. I assume it’s because of my vast knowledge of the American Revolution. Yep, that must have been the reason.
Enjoy.
1) Silver Jews – Introduction II
2) Pulsars – Wisconsin
3) Stephin Merritt – Shall We Sing A Duet
4) The Lucksmiths – $30
5) Euros Childs – Cynhaeaf
6) Pavement – I Love Perth
7) Belle And Sebastian – I Don’t Want To Play Football
8) Max Tundra – Pocket
9) Casiotone For The Painfully Alone – Happy Mother’s Day
10) Pas/Cal – Grown Men Go-Go
Know of any other worthy one-minute songs? Let me know in the comments.
Randominities
Posted in fantastic awesomeness on May 1st, 2009 by CARL – Be the first to comment(This is a continuation of a long ramble that began in my other blog. The gist of it is that I’m working an overnight shift, have been up for almost 24 hours, and don’t have any coffee, so I’m trying to stay awake by writing. After touching on tacos, baseball, and dentistry, I’m moving on to Larry King-like musings about music.)
- Andrew Bird makes up cool words all the time (like “Plasticities“, “Anonaminal“, “Ethiobirds“, and “Armchairs”) so I decided to make up my own. Hence, “randominities“.
- Max Tundra is playing here tonight, opening for Junior Boys at The Mercy Lounge. Once again, I’ll be working an overnight shift this evening, virtually guaranteeing that I won’t see the Junior Boys at all. So is it worth $12 to catch an opening act? Has anybody out there caught Max Tundra’s set this year? Is it worth catching? I’ll probably make up my mind at the last minute. If anything, it gives me something to write about on Monday. And, you know, the blog’s called The Opening Acts, so it might be nice to actually write a post relevant to that title for a change.
- If you recall from my curse-tastic post at the beginning of April, the hard drive crashed on one of my laptops (my other laptop is used primarily for recording), taking a bunch of music with it. In an amazing piece of amazingness whose amazingness can not be underamazingalyzed, I managed to install a new hard drive AND recover all my old files all by my (sad, sad) lonesome. Good for me.
Anyway, now I can finally give second listens to the new Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Dan Deacon albums that I had only played once before the crash. I liked both albums quite a bit upon first listen, which is noteworthy because I haven’t really liked either group before. The reviews for each of these albums repeatedly use the word “mature”. My inability to like YYY and Dan Deacon during their days of immaturity succeeds in making me feel a heck of a lot older than I actually am.
- I can also get around to finishing the posts I started about Darren Hayman and The Boy Least Likely To. Or not. I could just save time and sum things up here. Let’s give it a try:
Darren Hayman – good. Very mature.
The Boy Least Likely To – not so good. They failed to mature between albums, thus alienating me.
neither of you have puppy powers
- Let’s see what Larry King is twittering: “You heard about the President’s First 100 Days last night, now it’s First Lady Michelle Obama’s turn! It’s showtime!”
Twitter. Yeah.
- My other band – you know, the one that I haven’t been blatantly shilling on this blog for the past month – will have a couple songs playing soon at a radio station in Iowa. I’m still not sure why.
- If swine flu were a British band, it would receive saturation coverage in NME. If swine flu were a Canadian band, it would receive saturation coverage in Pitchfork. If swine flu were a Nashville band, no one in Nashville would admit to liking them.
swine flu
- On Sunday, I chatted briefly with one of the members of The War On Drugs at a bar across the street from the venue where they had played earlier in the evening. I hadn’t heard of them until that evening. After a quick listen on Myspace, I wish I would have heard them before they played here, as I’m really digging the 3 songs they have posted there. They just wrapped up a very long tour, so they might not head out on the road again for a while – check them out if they do.
- At that same bar several years ago, I spent a late night drinking with two of the guys from Living Colour. This town is fucking weird.
- Let’s leave it at that. I’m gonna eat a banana and continue to suppress my urge to bitch about my job, even though it affords me the opportunity to write lengthy blog posts all week long (it’s like I get paid to blog!). If you’ve read this far, I thank you greatly. If you haven’t read this far, that’s ok – I still like you. How could I not?
Have a great weekend.
