Posts Tagged ‘the boy least likely to’
Compare And Contrast: What Was Once Known As Selling Out
Posted in compare and contrast on June 3rd, 2009 by CARL – Be the first to commentIn between catching some baseball and a couple Stanley Cup games this weekend, I ended up watching the Bud Light Lime commercial with that song by Santigold about a hundred times. It didn’t bug me as much as I thought, which is a credit to the general awesomeness of the song. I don’t know how effective it is selling beer, though, as no song in the world is good enough to make me want to try Bud Light Lime. Piece-of-shit swill mixed with a touch of lime is still primarily piece-of-shit swill. But here I am talking about Bud Light Lime – the ad works. Fuckers.
Here are two of the more surprising songs that I’ve heard in commercials over the years:
The first one is from a couple months ago, when a song by The Boy Least Likely To ended up on a Coke commercial that aired during the Oscars telecast. I’ve never seen the commercial again, so I don’t know how effective it was. Good song, though.
The Boy Least Likely To – Be Gentle With Me
A couple years prior, “Bem, Please Come Home”, a very nice instrumental from PAS/CAL, found its way into a Saturn commercial. As a result, sales of Saturn vehicles went through the roof, fueling the good times of its recession-proof parent company, General Motors. Way to go, PAS/CAL!
Pas/Cal – Bem Please Come Home
Since all posts could use some pictures or video to spruce things up, we’ll end things with this Honda commercial, featuring a track from Great Lake Swimmers that I posted here before I knew that it was in a commercial. Now I know why it ended up being downloaded so many times. Good for them.
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.
