We now return this site to its regularly scheduled program! And boy oh boy, you leave for two weeks and a million things happen. Lance Bass is gay, people!!! (Ok, ok, that’s old news). Pam and Kid Rock got married!!! (Even white trash might hesitate to claim those people). And there was some other stuff, possibly related to the world of indie music! So here’s my catchup post, part one.
Via Best Week Ever, OK Go’s video for “Here It Goes Again,” a fabulous video for a basically forgettable song. HOWEVER! As someone who has tried to jump on a moving treadmill and almost smashed her face against the control panel, I know this treadmill-dancing stuff is not as easy as it looks. If they featured this sort of thing on “So You Think You Can Dance,” I wouldn’t barf up my guts every time my mother-in-law turned it on.
Of course I have to go on vacation right when the new Justin Timberlake video comes out for “SexyBack” (or as the video has it, “Sexy Back,” which makes more sense, but hey). Justin, looking his usual inscrutably troubled self, getting it on with a hot girl and balancing a glass of whiskey caaarrreefulllyyy on a door handle. Right on! (He could have used the trick from “Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency,” but that involved a hair across a refrigerator door, and as we can all see, he doesn’t have enough hair.) Via Stereogum.
If you like being Indier Than Thou, you’ll hit the holy grail with new band (collaboration? side project?) Swan Lake. It’s made up of Canadian sweethearts Carey Mercer (Frog Eyes), Spencer Krug (Wolf Parade, Sunset Rubdown), and Dan Bejar (Destroyer, New Pornographers). These name-droppable folks will be releasing their debut album, “Beast Moans,” on Nov. 21st. Preview with “All Fires” at Mocking Music.
New Live Flogging Molly album is out! And someday I am going to SEE them live, no matter how many drunken people bump into me and scream into my ear during the set.
Via I Am Fuel, we learn of Ryan Adams streaming a new song on his site. It’s called “France.” The new song, not his site. But I haven’t listened to it yet, because my desktop is literally full to the gills with music.
Good Hodgkins presents the Pitchfork Music Festival in a neat little package, including lovely photos of our favorite indie folks (i.e. Band of Horses, Tapes N Tapes, Mountain Goats, Destroyer, etc., etc.)
I’m surfing for a ringtone (and I can’t find one I like … where are all the Decemberists ringtones? I’d totally pay for a horrible high-octave keyboard remix of “engine driver,” man) and I’m seeing a weird trend in top-40 rock recently. Between Staind, Mudvayne, and Trapt, I’m kind of disturbed (get it? disturbed? Ha ha). Do they all meet at the Krispy Kreme? Do they drink lite beer? Do they prefer krab? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH SPELLING THINGS RIGHT? IN MY DAY, WE SPELLED OUR ROCK BANDS RIGHT DAMMIT.
via Binky the Doormat, I learn about a new TMNT movie coming next summer. !!!!!! Donatello!!! I love you! I wish we could run off to Jamaica and have half-turtle babies together. Except, you know, you’re a teenager, and The Man would just suppress our love. I guess it doesn’t count that you’ve been a teenager for like, 15 years? Sigh.
Awesome fashion blog that I started reading somewhere: The Sartorialist. Includes the Dress Sock Theory (i.e., that the British always wear maroon dress socks, no matter what color their suit is. Heh).