Big Bank Hank, of hip-hop's landmark group The Sugarhill Gang, has passed away from cancer at 58. If you've ever sung the words "ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn," he's probably the reason. I hope he's at the best afterparty right now.
I'm an old fart, so usually songs released in the past ten years make me feel like I'm in an Urban Outfitters in one of two ways: that I'm in Urban Outfitters and stressed out and feeling poor but on a fashion bender and committed to purchasing something cool that I know I'll never have the guts to wear while manic alt-punk music fills my ears, or that I'm in Urban Outfitters, I hear a cool song that would never have come on the Ella Fitzgerald Pandora station, and I think, "Thank God I came into Urban Outfitters to hear this cool song."
The latest from Grimes is "Go," a song she originally cowrote for Rihanna. It's full of heavy bass drops but paired with the soaring, layered loops Grimes made her name off of. But also THOSE HEAVY BASS DROPS. I can't not make the Este Haim Bass Face when this is on. She also released a couple new publicity shots, featuring a summer look she describes as "an anime elf assassin who is a big fan of dolly parton and patsy cline." [Tumblr]
An alternate take on the beloved Dolly Parton song.
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don’t take him just because you haven’t considered all your options
Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft like summer rain Please don’t hang up Jolene
He talks about you in his sleep But people have started noticing I’m always working your name into conversation, Jolene
And I can easily understand If you don’t feel comfortable because [...]
Auto-tune poster child T-Pain just blew everyone's minds yesterday with his performance at NPR Music's Tiny Desk Concert, where he taught us all that he can saaaaang.
The New Yorker's Culture Desk had an interview with him earlier this year: his association with the pitch-correcting device marred his attempt to be a considered a "real artist" and to be taken seriously, both by consumers and his peers, sending him into a depression. An anecdote from the article: after inviting T-Pain in to consult on 808 and Heartbreak, "Kanye wrote a song about how dumb all of T-Pain’s ideas were. He then proceeded, T-Pain said, to make “everybody in [...]
You know that thing where suddenly there is, as far as you are concerned, only one song in the whole world? One song that just hits all the hollow parts of your bones and the hollower parts of your heart? You'll be listening to another song but thinking, "Man, I wish The Only Song in the World was playing right now." Then, as soon as you have the opportunity, you put in your earphones or go home to your stereo and listen to that song over and over and over until you've solved music. You know that thing? No? Well, listen to this.
One Weird Tip: If you have a Sam Cooke or [...]
10 Songs For Your Limp Dick
1. "Stutter," Elastica
2. "I Just Don’t Know What to Do with Myself," Dusty Springfield
3. "Under Pressure," David Bowie, Queen
4. "(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction," The Rolling Stones
5. "Patience," Guns N’ Roses