Editor’s note: With the shocking and sudden death of Prince, the best way we know how to mourn is share his songs that we loved the most. With that, here is our list from 2014 of our favorite Prince songs of all time. Let all the doves cry out.
I am sure that if you told Prince that you could order ten of his best all-time songs onto a list of ten, he would make the exact face above and sink it deep into your soul. It is hard to put together a list of such a beloved artist’s songs, especially after releasing thirty-three albums. His thirty-third and thirty-second of which were recently simultaneously released on September 30th. For the occasion (although late), we decided to take on the daunting task of trying to list our favorites anyways. The result is quite a crowd-pleasing list I would say. If you are looking for some serious deep tracks you should probably look elsewhere, but if you can argue the legitimacy of these legendary wonders of pop music, we would love to hear those arguments below. Now onto the list:
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Fargo Rock City
I saw Chuck Klosterman speak at Calvin College’s Festival of Faith & Music about a month ago, and one of the funniest things he said was he originally submitted his heavy metal history book, Fargo Rock City, as an academic book about the history of metal and the fascination of rural and surburban America with it. This is funny for a number of reasons: 1) there is far too much swearing for it to be an academic book, and 2) the book is largely opinion-based and features tons of Klosterman’s famous mind trails where he goes off into completely different subject for analogy or comparison and 3) who writes an academic book about a frivolous genre like heavy metal? Klosterman explained that for some strange reason, a woman at one of the academic presses actually read the book and sent him a pretty funny email explaining that the book is good, but it should be more memoir than academic history book. Fortunately for us, the North-Dakota born culture critic followed her advice, and wrote one of the essential modern-day books about music on a much neglected yet hugely popular genre in rock history.
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Super Bowl halftime shows have had a pretty wide range over the years; starting out with mostly college marching bands and currently sometimes ending up in huge controversy (like the above or M.I.A. last year). For the past twenty years or so, though, the halftime show has settled into two categories for the most part: aging rock star or in-the-moment pop sensations. There just hasn’t been a lot of imagination. I truly believe, and so do Todd and Wes deep down even though they won’t admit it, the combination of Aerosmith, N’Sync, and Nelly was pretty electric, and a legitimate combination of current and aging talents. Alas, they didn’t make the list. Neither did The Who (decrepit), Madonna (mummified), or the Shania Twain, No Doubt, Sting combination (puzzling). In fact, this list is not nearly as strong as we would have expected, so I ripped to some degree on several acts. Enjoy, and as always let us know what you think in the comments.
10. 2006 – The Rolling Stones
After the 2004 Janet Jackson debacle (blessing?), the NFL decided to trot out a lot of very “safe” acts for some time. Hence, a bunch of old bags of bones (stones?) took the stage in 2006 and sounded much smaller than the event demands. As a consolation, the stage is phenomenal, and Keith Richards puppet-master continues to get paid for his superb work.
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Shit the Cow
In the almost year and a half now that my fellow LxL’ers and I have been writing this blog, we have had our fair share of spam mail from bands across the world asking for a plug here and there. Most of the time it is a generic blurb about how they love our blog and would appreciate a little promotion, even though it is clearly a mindless email that had been sent out to any and every music website that the bands promoter had come across. Further more, after attempting to listen to the first few bands that were sending us these emails, I quickly realized why they were turning to a small blog for promotion, and that’s because nobody else could bare to listen to them. Well uponst receiving one of these random emails last week, something caught my eye. At first it was the senders name: Shit Cow. We had just received a message from Shit Cow. “Interesting,” I thought while pondering how this could not become anything but more interesting. Then the subject: New Swedish Rock! Again, something told me I HAD to dig further. I am not particularly familiar with Swedish rock music (other than The Cardigans of course), and I figured that was a problem. Especially if Swedish rockers are naming their bands things like Shit Cow. Well after opening the email I quickly realized the bands name was not simply Shit Cow, but rather Shit the Cow. And as if that didn’t make the band more enticing enough, this is how they described themselves in their email:
“We come from Kiss’ disco days, Queens of the Stone Age’s first album and early PJ Harvey. But first and foremost we try to sound like the rusty old evil truck from Steven Spielberg’s 1971 Duel.”
It was at that moment I decided that yes indeed, I will certainly be giving Shit the Cow the good ole’ college try. The music comparison alone was enough to peak my interest, but the fact that they had even heard of the pre-Jaws 1971 made-for-TV Spielberg masterpiece Duel appropriately “pushed me over the edge”.
^Spielberg should have retired after this, just so War Horse
was never made.
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