THURSDAY IS FOR MUSIC
When it comes to music, I’m kinda OCD. I’ll listen to new songs nonstop for a day or a week or maybe a little longer; then I’ll file them away and wait patiently for another obsession to come rolling by.
That’s where I found myself a couple of days ago: at the bottom of the sonic shame spiral. I’d been listening to the same five tracks for over a week, too focused on ALT-CLICKing and CRTL-Ving the bags from people’s eyes to bother changing my playlist. Then one of my co-workers began singing along from the next room, and I thought “Oh, maybe this is bad.”
The same afternoon, I stumbled across that curious item about Fraulein Lagerfeld playing DJ on Grand Theft Auto. And the next morning, by some strange alignment of stars, all of my musically inclined friends had flooded my inbox with mixes of one variety or another. So I’m pretty sure the Universe or Jeebus or Satan or Tura Satana is telling me to spruce up my aural environment. And really: who am I to argue with Tura Satana?
All of which leads me to my music list for today:
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My sister has proven herself the superior sibling in all matters of taste. Her latest radio show features ditties from Bongwater, Motorhead, and sis herself. Which will come in handy when I’m doing all those Rock & Republic ads that I never do.
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DJ Dupuy was my partner in the tech booth for Trannyshack. Thanks to Andy (and Jonno), I am having a seriously hard time getting that Hercules and Love Affair thing out of my head.
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Around the corner from Andy lies Chriso and his band, Ex-Boyfriends, whose latest album is the only thing motivating my fat ass on the treadmill these days.
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I’m lip-synchingly familiar with the Róisín Murphy track “You Know Me Better”, but Jocko just alerted me to the video. Which I’ll watch ad infinitum when my computer decides to cooperate. Or when I stitch it together from the fragments I find on the sidewalk below my window.
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Last (and least) my own personal mixes–one new, one old. Yeah, it’s all stuff I already own, but in kind of a weird order. Just to, you know, mix it up.
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