Quote of the Day

“I wanted to sound like an entire record when I played.
You got a sort of vocabulary in your guitar, you know. How to play how you feel. You can sort of express that, kind of voice it without all the hassle of turning it into words or concepts.
Do you know what I mean?

Music’s less, kind of, for me, you don’t have to translate to make a point. Or just, you don’t have to be making a point. You just kind of, like, it’s like turning your daydreams into sound.”

– Johnny Marr, talking about Rickenbacker and his guitar work in The Smiths. Apparently, repeated viewings of him layering the guitar of This Charming Man with a 4-track recorder are good for the soul. Oh, Johnny.

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“Three hundred sixty five degrees, burning down the house!”

Talking Heads – Burning Down the House

Drummer Chris Frantz had just been to a Parliament-Funkadelic where the crowd chanted “Burn down the house.” The band thought it would be a great chorus and worked it into a song they were jamming on before. I especially love this live version with P-Funk keyboardist Bernie Worrell.

Watch out, you might get what you’re after
Cool babies, strange but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight, wait till the party’s over
Hold tight, We’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house

Here’s your ticket pack your bag
It’s time for jumping overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fight fire with fire

All wet, hey you might need a raincoat
Shakedown, dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred sixty five degrees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place, sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work, said baby what did you expect
Gonna burst into flames

Burning down the house
My house, s’ out of the ordinary
That’s right, don’t want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house

No visible means of support and you have not seen nothing yet
Everything’s stuck together
I don’t know what you expect starring into the TV set
Fight fire with fire

Burning down the house
Burning down the house
Burning down the house

Bim-bom, bim-bim-bom

Around 1956, João Gilberto composed Bim-Bom, one of the first bossa nova songs. His eccentric way of singing and refusal to have a ‘proper’ job upset his family. Deemed mentally unstable, João was sent to Salvador where he went through several psychiatric interviews.

“Look at the wind depilating the trees,” he told one psychiatrist, motioning out the window. “But trees have no hair, João,” she responded, to which João replied, “And there are people who have no poetry.”

He was released a week later.

“And I will be alone again tonight, my dear.”

Written by Love then-guitarist Bryan MacLean, this song has been perfectly described as ‘lushly beautiful, but also achingly sad’. Both the mariachi-flavoured, Arthur Lee-dominated Love version and the simpler MacLean solo version are beautiful in their own heartbreaking ways.

Love – Alone Again Or (mp3)

Bryan MacLean – Alone Again Or (mp3)


Yeah, said it’s all right
I won’t forget
All the times I’ve waited patiently for you
And you’ll do just what you choose to do
And I will be alone again tonight my dear

Yeah, I heard a funny thing
Somebody said to me
You know that I could be in love with almost everyone
I think that people are
The greatest fun
And I will be alone again tonight my dear

“Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad.”

Al Green – Let’s Stay Together (mp3)

I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this song. Al Green before his then-girlfriend committed suicide and, seeing the incident as a wake up call, he became a pastor in Memphis. This live performance is even better than the recording, it’s just so good I want to cry.

(Let’s stay together)

I’m, I’m so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is alright with me
‘Cause you make me feel, so brand new
And I want to spend my life with you

Me sayin’ since, baby, since we’ve been together
Ooo, loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me, be the one you come running to
I’ll never be untrue
Ooo baby

Let’s, let’s stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Oooo oooo ooo ooo, yeah
Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad

Why somebody, why people break up
Oh, and turn around and make up
I just can’t seeeeeeeee

You’d never do that to me
(Would you baby)
‘Cause being around you is all I see
It’s why I want us to

Let’s, we oughta stay together
Loving you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad

Let’s, let’s stay together
Loving you whether, whether

“Let me know when you’re lonely, baby.”

Róisín Murphy – Let Me Know (mp3)

My favourite ringtone lately :)

I turn the other way
I’ll never turn you down
You turn me on
Don’t speak out every meaning

I don’t belong to you
You don’t belong to me
So don’t hold on too tightly

Let me know when you’re lonely babe
Let me know when you’re lonely babe

Happier now than I’ve been in the past
Gone are the days
Gone are the tears
That was a girl I used to be

The girl that you now see standing in front of you
Could keep going on
Because she believes
In setting you free

So let me know when you’re lonely babe
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
Let me know when you’re lonely babe
Let me know when you’re lonely baby

I turn the other way
I can never turn you down
You turn me on
Don’t speak out every meaning

I don’t belong to you
Like you don’t belong to me
So don’t hold on too tightly
Let forever be

So let me know when you’re lonely babe
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
Let me know when you’re lonely babe
Let me know when you’re lonely baby

Let me know when you’re lonely babe
It might be sweet
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
If we could be
Let me know when you’re lonely babe
Along the way
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
That could be okay

They’re all the same in this cynical age
I won’t be your ball and chain
I risk my reputation
Just to get a room
You always have the reservation
So come lie down beside me

So let me know when you’re lonely babe
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
Beside me
Let me know when you’re lonely babe
Beside me
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
Beside me

So let me know when you’re lonely babe
It might be sweet
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
If we could be
Let me know when you’re lonely babe
Along the way
Let me know when you’re lonely baby
That could be okay

That could be okay

It might be sweet
If we could be
Along the way
That could be okay

“Pull up to my bumper, baby.”

Grace Jones – Pull Up to the Bumper (Larry Levan Garage Mix) (mp3)

Grace Jones is fucking insane, unreal. Fierce.

Driving down those city streets,
Waiting to get down,
Won’t you get your big machine,
Somewhere in this town?

Now in the parking lot garage,
You’ll find the proper place,
Just follow all the written rules,
You’ll fit into the space.

Pull up to my bumper baby,
In your long black limosine,
Pull up to my bumper baby,
And drive it in between.

Pull up, to it, don’t drive, through it,
Back it, up twice, now that, fit’s nice.

Operate around the clock,
Why don’t you come in?
I’ve got lot’s of space for everyone,
Why don’t you my friend?

(Lines are short),
I’ll pick you up so won’t you please come on,
Shiny sleek machine believe,
It I’ve got to blow your horn.

Pull up to my bumper baby,
In your long black limousine,
Pull up to my bumper baby,
And drive it in between.

Pull up to it, don’t drive through it,
Back it, up twice, now that fits nice,
Race it, straighten it, let me lubricate,
Pull up to my bumper baby.

“It’s just… a little crush.”

Jennifer Paige – Crush (mp3)



I see ya blowin’ me a kiss
It doesn’t take a scientist
To understand what’s going on baby
If you see something in my eye
Let’s not over analyze
Don’t go too deep with it baby

So let it be what it’ll be
Don’t make a fuss and get crazy over you and me
Here’s what I’ll do
I’ll play loose
Not like we have a day with destiny

It’s just a little crush
Not like I faint every time we touch
It’s just some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you
Sha la la la, Sha la la la

It’s raising my adrenaline
You’re banging on a heart of tin
Please don’t make too much of it baby
Say that we’re forever more
That’s not what I’m looking for
All I can commit to is maybe

So let it be what it’ll be
Don’t make a fuss and get crazy over you and me
Here’s what I’ll do
I’ll pay loose
Not like we have a day with destiny

It’s just a little crush
Not like I faint every time we touch
It’s just some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you
Sha la la la, Sha la la la

Vanilla skies
White picket fences in your eyes
A vision of you and me

It’s just a little crush
Not like I faint every time we touch
It’s just some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you

Not like I faint every time we touch
It’s just some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you

Not like I faint every time we touch
It’s just some little thing
Not like everything I do
Depends on you

“I’ve been waiting so long to be where I’m going, in the sunshine of your love.”

Cream – Sunshine of Your Love (mp3)



It’s gettin’ near dawn
When lights close their tired eyes
I’ll soon be with you my love
To give you my dawn surprise
I’ll be with you darling soon
I’ll be with you when the stars start falling

I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love

I’m with you my love
The light’s shining through on you
Yes, I’m with you my love
It’s the morning and just we two
I’ll stay with you darling now
I’ll stay with you till my seeds are all dried up

I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love

I’m with you my love
The light’s shining through on you
Yes, I’m with you my love
It’s the morning and just we two
I’ll stay with you darling now
I’ll stay with you till my seeds are all dried up

I’ve been waiting so long
I’ve been waiting so long
I’ve been waiting so long
To be where I’m going
In the sunshine of your love

Quote of the Day

“It’s not an illusion that I love a delusion.”

-Hightime Rebellion, “Waking Hour”

I love this line, and this voice. The voice that stopped me on my tracks midway of getting out of a small Time Out gig in Eastern Promise, Kemang. I stopped and stared, smiling, reveling in an inexplicable bliss, the very reason I love seeing live bands. They’re good for the soul.

Hightime Rebellion on Myspace

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