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Song Of The Week: Nothing, Then

May 17th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards

This is a beautiful time of year to get divorced, don’t you think?

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Song Of The Week: Taste of Tendon

January 5th, 2009 by Corey A. Edwards

I first stumbled across The Monks of Doom in the late 90’s while on an Edward Gorey tear via eBay.

The Monks of Doom were one of the few groups that had put Gorey’s mad genius to music at the time. When I realized that the same group had also covered Syd Barrett and Frank Zappa – on the same disc! – I just about swallowed my gum: here was a group of musicians speaking to people like … me! Wow!

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Song of the Week: Good Morning You

December 15th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Around five years ago I went through a phase of interest in “Outsider Music:” music composed and performed by folks who know exactly what they’re doing, even if no one else does.

This is music that is not purposefully strange, such as the kind of thing Frank Zappa might do, but music that is pure in its difference because the source isn’t consciously attempting to be odd. (Irwin Chusid’s “Songs In The Key Of Z” book and accompanying cd’s are a wonderful intro to the concept)

Daniel Johnston is one of the more famous purveyors of this “outsider music,” most of his songs containing an accessible pop strain that distracts you from his psychosis and often somewhat broken, lo-fi delivery.

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Song Of The Week: Men In Helicopters (version 4.0)

December 8th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

I go back and forth on Adrian Belew: some of the music he has put out is absolutely brilliant, other things are a real affront to my ears.

I do have a pretty good way of figuring out, before hearing a piece of his, whether I’ll like it or not: If it’s instrumental, I’m interested. If it has lyrics, I’m extremely wary. (of course, that’s my attitude with music, in general) That being said, the man can write the occasional set of lyrics that work for me. This week’s song is such.

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Song Of The Week: Alcohol

December 1st, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

I was introduced to Beck’s music in 1994 by a wack southerner named Aaron via a promo EP he’d scored entitled: “Loser.”

The soon-to-be-famous title track had yet to gain the rotation that would propel its author to stardom and the opinions of most who heard it at the time were that it was a goofy knock-off that would fade as quickly as it had arrived.

Aaron was not so sure.

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Song Of The Week: Killing Stars

November 24th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

One of my friends writes songs that kind of sneak up on me from time to time and clonk me in the head. It takes a while for them to spring their trap on me.

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Song Of The Week: When The World

November 18th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

I was turned onto the Durutti Column some 15 years or so ago by an over-eager clerk at Wax Trax in Denver. I was looking for something new and, rattling off the music I was already a fan of, said clerk latched onto the name Robert Fripp.

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Song of the Week: Spiraling Shape

November 13th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

This’ll firmly mark me as a nerd (who, me???) but I’ve long felt that one of the most successful set of antidrug lyrics ever written, though they claim that’s not necessarily what the song is about, is They Might Be Giants’ Spiraling Shape.

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Song of the Week: Let’s Get Cynical

November 7th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

Considering the week’s turn of events, these lyrics, which I love, seem radically inappropriate but when I think of myself and those like me whose natural tendency is to doubt hope (in truth a kind of insulation against disappointment, an emotion that, of late, I’ve had my fill), I think we can use a song like this to remind us that we are as ridiculous (if not more so) as those whom we disparage for displaying an emotion that we are too often too afraid to allow in ourselves.

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