"Winter is the time of year when Mother Nature makes her best attempt to kill you." --Garrison Keillor
That might not be word for word because I heard him say it on the radio. But all the same, it captures the spirit of what he meant, even if a bit paraphrased.
5 Reasons why January is stupid:
1) The concussive sounds that come from your walls in the middle of the night, due to the cold
2) The way your car windows get frost on them -- ON THE INSIDE
3) Sweating through the layers you need to wear if you're outside for more than 40 seconds
4) Reaching a point when anything above zero seems reasonable
5) The beginning of two months worth of commercials highlighting the tone-deaf chuckleheads who try out for "American Idol" (I didn't say they all had to do with the weather.)
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
2009
Yes. You knew I was going to fall back on the self-important cliché of writing a top 10 year end list. The whole concept of a blog is unavoidably self-important to begin with, so it was inevitable.
I'm going with top 10 albums of the year, because this is did start out as a blog about music, and albums are far more important to me than individual songs. So, for anyone who cares enough to read, here it comes. Disclaimer: The order of the list, while I did put some thought into it, does have a degree of the arbitrary behind it. The fact that these 10 albums made the list says something about them regardless of their rank.
10) "The Incident" by Porcupine Tree. I really don't know if there's much to say about this album, because if you don't know PT's music, it's kind of tough to describe. My advice, if you're at all curious (about any album on the list) would be to go fire up iTunes and listen to some of the 30 second song previews they offer to get a feel for what the album is like. This one is kind of haunted in the same way a band like Radiohead is, but with bigger guitars and more of a mainstream sound, even if the band is hardly considered mainstream. Hard to imagine that with a name like Porcupine Tree, I know. The CD I bought was a special edition with a 2nd CD that had four bonus tracks. The first CD consisted of one 51-minute song broken into smaller tracks, but when you listen they flow together like one long song. Pretty cool.
9) "The Whirlwind" by Transatlantic. Same 2-CD deal as mentioned above, but this time the first CD was one continuous 77-minute song broken up that flows together. Musically it was a great album, but I have some issues with the context of it. One member of the band appears to have had more influence on the creation of the album, both musically and in lyrical content, than I thought any member should have had if they really are an evenly-divided 4-person band. That took away some of the thrill for me.
8) "No Line on the Horizon" by U2. Not a really successful album as far as sales or singles, but musically challenging, and coming from a band that really hasn't put out an album that I haven't liked. Ever.
7) "Big Whiskey and the GrooGrux King" by Dave Matthews Band. An album with obvious passion behind it since it's a tribute to a lost band member, and passion like that usually produces something impressive, at the least. A little more of a rock album for DMB, and maybe a bit more accessible than some of their other studio albums.
6) "Levitate" by Bruce Hornsby and the Noisemakers. This album perfectly demonstrates why Bruce H. isn't higher up on my favorite artists list. When he's at his best, he is jaw-droppingly great. He's capable of moments of true musical perfection. But he also has a few songs that come along and leave you thinking, "Wha....?" Couple of those clunkers on here. But also a couple of classics. At least as far as my iPod goes.
5) "Waking Up" by OneRepublic. The closest thing to a vapid pop album on my list. But it's got some darn catchy songs on it, several of which found their way into my head for days at a time. That has to count for something.
Now we're getting into the big guns of the year.
4) "21st Century Breakdown" by Green Day. I love the way Green Day has evolved over the past five years from being a 90s punk leftover that was almost out of gas into a fiercely political and creative rock band. This was a great album, with some of the catchiest rock songs and easily the angriest song I heard all year (East Jesus Nowhere), but I felt as powerful and complete as it was, it suffered in comparison to "American Idiot." Not because of the music or the songwriting, because I'd say both albums are pretty evenly matched in those departments -- I simply have stronger emotional ties to "American Idiot," and an abstract tie-breaker like that cannot be underestimated.
3) "Save Me, San Francisco" by Train. LOVE this album. Love the songs, love the playing, love the production, love the humor, love the tone. Much catchier than OneRepublic was, and if you want to talk about how much time the songs on an album spent playing in my head, this one wins the year no contest. It had been so many years since Train had been heard from. I was happy to get anything new at all from them this year, but to see them come back so strong was great.
2) "Chickenfoot." The roll down the windows album of the summer. I hope so much this winds up being an actual band that has some staying power instead of something a bunch of superstar buddies got together and did for kicks.
1) "Black Clouds and Silver Linings" by Dream Theater. Since I know there are a few people out there who read this blog (and it always surprises me when people mention that they do), I can't help feeling they must be a little perplexed by the devotion I have for this band that so few people have ever heard of before. Here we have an album that is only 6 songs long, but 5 of the songs are truly great and one of them is only really good. If you want more on this, go back to the post I wrote in June when it first came out.
HONORABLE MENTION:
- "Full Circle" by Creed
- "Snowfall on Judgment Day" by Redemption
- "The Resistance" by Muse
- "Paper Empire" by Better Than Ezra
- "A Positive Rage" by The Hold Steady
- "Working on a Dream" by Bruce Springsteen
- "So Many Roads" by Neal Morse
- "This is War" by 30 Seconds to Mars
And there you have my opinions on 2009's music, for what they are worth.
I'm going with top 10 albums of the year, because this is did start out as a blog about music, and albums are far more important to me than individual songs. So, for anyone who cares enough to read, here it comes. Disclaimer: The order of the list, while I did put some thought into it, does have a degree of the arbitrary behind it. The fact that these 10 albums made the list says something about them regardless of their rank.
10) "The Incident" by Porcupine Tree. I really don't know if there's much to say about this album, because if you don't know PT's music, it's kind of tough to describe. My advice, if you're at all curious (about any album on the list) would be to go fire up iTunes and listen to some of the 30 second song previews they offer to get a feel for what the album is like. This one is kind of haunted in the same way a band like Radiohead is, but with bigger guitars and more of a mainstream sound, even if the band is hardly considered mainstream. Hard to imagine that with a name like Porcupine Tree, I know. The CD I bought was a special edition with a 2nd CD that had four bonus tracks. The first CD consisted of one 51-minute song broken into smaller tracks, but when you listen they flow together like one long song. Pretty cool.
9) "The Whirlwind" by Transatlantic. Same 2-CD deal as mentioned above, but this time the first CD was one continuous 77-minute song broken up that flows together. Musically it was a great album, but I have some issues with the context of it. One member of the band appears to have had more influence on the creation of the album, both musically and in lyrical content, than I thought any member should have had if they really are an evenly-divided 4-person band. That took away some of the thrill for me.
8) "No Line on the Horizon" by U2. Not a really successful album as far as sales or singles, but musically challenging, and coming from a band that really hasn't put out an album that I haven't liked. Ever.
7) "Big Whiskey and the GrooGrux King" by Dave Matthews Band. An album with obvious passion behind it since it's a tribute to a lost band member, and passion like that usually produces something impressive, at the least. A little more of a rock album for DMB, and maybe a bit more accessible than some of their other studio albums.
6) "Levitate" by Bruce Hornsby and the Noisemakers. This album perfectly demonstrates why Bruce H. isn't higher up on my favorite artists list. When he's at his best, he is jaw-droppingly great. He's capable of moments of true musical perfection. But he also has a few songs that come along and leave you thinking, "Wha....?" Couple of those clunkers on here. But also a couple of classics. At least as far as my iPod goes.
5) "Waking Up" by OneRepublic. The closest thing to a vapid pop album on my list. But it's got some darn catchy songs on it, several of which found their way into my head for days at a time. That has to count for something.
Now we're getting into the big guns of the year.
4) "21st Century Breakdown" by Green Day. I love the way Green Day has evolved over the past five years from being a 90s punk leftover that was almost out of gas into a fiercely political and creative rock band. This was a great album, with some of the catchiest rock songs and easily the angriest song I heard all year (East Jesus Nowhere), but I felt as powerful and complete as it was, it suffered in comparison to "American Idiot." Not because of the music or the songwriting, because I'd say both albums are pretty evenly matched in those departments -- I simply have stronger emotional ties to "American Idiot," and an abstract tie-breaker like that cannot be underestimated.
3) "Save Me, San Francisco" by Train. LOVE this album. Love the songs, love the playing, love the production, love the humor, love the tone. Much catchier than OneRepublic was, and if you want to talk about how much time the songs on an album spent playing in my head, this one wins the year no contest. It had been so many years since Train had been heard from. I was happy to get anything new at all from them this year, but to see them come back so strong was great.
2) "Chickenfoot." The roll down the windows album of the summer. I hope so much this winds up being an actual band that has some staying power instead of something a bunch of superstar buddies got together and did for kicks.
1) "Black Clouds and Silver Linings" by Dream Theater. Since I know there are a few people out there who read this blog (and it always surprises me when people mention that they do), I can't help feeling they must be a little perplexed by the devotion I have for this band that so few people have ever heard of before. Here we have an album that is only 6 songs long, but 5 of the songs are truly great and one of them is only really good. If you want more on this, go back to the post I wrote in June when it first came out.
HONORABLE MENTION:
- "Full Circle" by Creed
- "Snowfall on Judgment Day" by Redemption
- "The Resistance" by Muse
- "Paper Empire" by Better Than Ezra
- "A Positive Rage" by The Hold Steady
- "Working on a Dream" by Bruce Springsteen
- "So Many Roads" by Neal Morse
- "This is War" by 30 Seconds to Mars
And there you have my opinions on 2009's music, for what they are worth.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Does This Happen to Anyone Else?
I borrowed a book from my mother on Christmas Eve - Stephen King's latest literary cinder block "Under the Dome." Steve was probably the first author I was a fan of as an adult, if you can count 16 as being an adult, which is admittedly a stretch. Before I stumbled on an old paperback of his sitting on my parents' bookshelf, I had always been more about reading the book because the book looked interesting instead of reading the book because of who wrote it. I burned through a lot of S.K. through high school and college, and I do not discount the considerable influence he had on my writing during that time. Anyone who has read my 'ghost story' novel from this past summer would likely concur there are still traces of that influence present today.
I gave up on Steve over the past 5-10 years since he reached a point where a lot of what he was putting out just didn't seem all that interesting, and the suspension of disbelief required for the kind of hardcore fantasy premise he works within just became a bit much to swallow. Plus I'd found several other favorite authors I was more interested in keeping up with. Anyway. About a month ago I read a paperback of his I had lying around for a few years that I intended to read someday, "Cell," which I finally read while trying to accomplish my 2009 New Year's Resolution of reading every book in my house that I hadn't read yet. Incidentally - no. Didn't pull it off, but I did get to a lot of books I wouldn't have read otherwise so it wasn't a complete failure. But "Cell" was kind of interesting, so when Mom said she had "Under the Dome" I figured I'd give it a shot.
If you're unfamiliar with the premise, there's this invisible dome that suddenly appears cutting off this small New England town from the rest of the world, and by the 2nd day everything is heading down the Lord of the Flies road at a breakneck pace. For the record, if any smarty pants out there are congratulating themselves right now for noticing the similarity between this story and what happened to Springfield in "The Simpsons Movie," Steve writes in the author's note that he had been trying to write this book since before the Simpsons were even on TV. And trust me - the similarities end with the dome.
But. What I meant to get at three paragraphs back is that with all of my time off from school during winter break, I've been spending way more time than usual just reading. To the point where I've now read... let me check... 868 pages out of 1,074 in the space of five days. It's not a great book and too many of the characters fall back on too many of the clichés that SK writes with, but there's enough to keep me going, and it's not like there's anything else I really need to do these days anyway. So I've read myself to the point where I dream about the characters and the story, and start to think of some of them as real people that I know. But more than that, I've worked myself into a corner here where anytime I put the book down and step outside and rejoin the real world for a little bit, I find myself feeling really depressed and defeated because I expect to see the world falling to pieces all around me, since that's what's happening in the book. And I have to remind myself: No, just a story. No dome. No simmering anarchy, no wannabe despots trying to take over the community and killing anyone who gets in their way. Kind of like waking from a nightmare and taking a few minutes to remind yourself it was just a dream, but a lower grade of that.
This is something I seem to do a lot while I'm reading, and I've always suspected that whatever part of my brain is responsible for this writing need I have only exacerbates this. So seriously: am I the only person who does this, or do other people internalize the books they read far beyond reason?
I gave up on Steve over the past 5-10 years since he reached a point where a lot of what he was putting out just didn't seem all that interesting, and the suspension of disbelief required for the kind of hardcore fantasy premise he works within just became a bit much to swallow. Plus I'd found several other favorite authors I was more interested in keeping up with. Anyway. About a month ago I read a paperback of his I had lying around for a few years that I intended to read someday, "Cell," which I finally read while trying to accomplish my 2009 New Year's Resolution of reading every book in my house that I hadn't read yet. Incidentally - no. Didn't pull it off, but I did get to a lot of books I wouldn't have read otherwise so it wasn't a complete failure. But "Cell" was kind of interesting, so when Mom said she had "Under the Dome" I figured I'd give it a shot.
If you're unfamiliar with the premise, there's this invisible dome that suddenly appears cutting off this small New England town from the rest of the world, and by the 2nd day everything is heading down the Lord of the Flies road at a breakneck pace. For the record, if any smarty pants out there are congratulating themselves right now for noticing the similarity between this story and what happened to Springfield in "The Simpsons Movie," Steve writes in the author's note that he had been trying to write this book since before the Simpsons were even on TV. And trust me - the similarities end with the dome.
But. What I meant to get at three paragraphs back is that with all of my time off from school during winter break, I've been spending way more time than usual just reading. To the point where I've now read... let me check... 868 pages out of 1,074 in the space of five days. It's not a great book and too many of the characters fall back on too many of the clichés that SK writes with, but there's enough to keep me going, and it's not like there's anything else I really need to do these days anyway. So I've read myself to the point where I dream about the characters and the story, and start to think of some of them as real people that I know. But more than that, I've worked myself into a corner here where anytime I put the book down and step outside and rejoin the real world for a little bit, I find myself feeling really depressed and defeated because I expect to see the world falling to pieces all around me, since that's what's happening in the book. And I have to remind myself: No, just a story. No dome. No simmering anarchy, no wannabe despots trying to take over the community and killing anyone who gets in their way. Kind of like waking from a nightmare and taking a few minutes to remind yourself it was just a dream, but a lower grade of that.
This is something I seem to do a lot while I'm reading, and I've always suspected that whatever part of my brain is responsible for this writing need I have only exacerbates this. So seriously: am I the only person who does this, or do other people internalize the books they read far beyond reason?
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