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Saturday, January 10, 2009

Top Albums: Snowed In Edition


Due to the weather, I've decided to do another Top 5 post on music. This list consists of my 5 favorite record purchases this year. It's a bit more personal than the last, but I had fun deciding.


5. Serge Gainsbourg - Histoire de Melody Nelson (1971)



Get yourself into some Serge. It's pure sex.



4. My Bloody Valentine - Loveless (1991)



Why did I wait so long to listen to this band? Why did I flip past this record for so many years? I suppose I thought they were super emo based on their name. Thank you for proving me wrong, Sir Alex.

**When I searched Youtube for this band I only got trailers for what looks like a terrible movie, but I thought that this was appropriate.



3. The Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra & Tra-La-La Band with Choir - "This Is Our Punk-Rock", Thee Rusted Satellites Gather + Sing (2003)



Such an incredible album from a phenomenal band. I may have not left my room and kept flipping the record at least 4 times one day. Wow.




2. Holy Fuck - LP (2007)



I think I actually said the band's name is response to hearing their music for the first time. Usually when I go record shopping I don't know what I'm going to pick up, but I actually went out with the intent of purchasing this one.




1. Alkaline Trio - Goddamnit 2007 Re-release (Originally released in 1998)



One of my favorite punk (you can argue whether this is "punk" or not somewhere else) albums of all time. Goddamnit was re-released for a very specific reason in that it really made us kids feel something. Something we understood and related to. It may sound lame, but it's so true! Brendan Kelly (from The Lawrence Arms wrote an amazing intro; here's part of it:

"You know that feeling of having wasted your life? I'm not talking about looking back to faded, half-remembered olden days from some wrinkly shell. I'm referring to waking up and thinking 'Woah, last night was a complete blur, I made a real dick of myself in front of that girl I can't stop thinking about and barfed in the sink at the bar. I'm wasting my life. What's wrong with me?' That's wasting your life. Little moments that swirl, fade and descend into obscurity, never to be retrieved."

I was feeling very nostalgic that day and this was the perfect thing to pick up.

Monday, October 20, 2008

My "should be studying for midterm" artist feature blog.


For my birthday, Nathan gave me a Lichtenstein print that always made me laugh and also a Pierre et Gilles 52 week planner. I was in desperate need of a planner and this one comes with over 50 of Pierre et Gilles works.

I want to call Pierre et Gilles a French-artist-gay-power-couple, only because I currently lack proper articulation. Pierre is a photographer and Gilles a painter, they began collaborating in 1976 in Paris producing "highly stylized" photographic images. Many of the pieces remind me of those little Catholic idol and Saint cards. I first learned of them while on CocoRosie's website and being obsessed with pseudo (and real) religious imagery I found them quite interesting.






Pierre et Gilles
if you can read French...

post script: I wish I had the energy to write in more detail [and like a true art historian], but frankly, I'm burnt out.