Tenacious D: The inspiration for my completely unjustifiable blogging arrogance.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
When my kid decides to start his or her own music blog, I think this would make a good logo. I'm proud already.
Something I rarely discuss with friends--because it usually doesn't fit too well in to "scotch talk"--is my desire to be a dad someday. In theory, there are several stages one ideally has to reach to become a parent (I said IDEALLY) which include meeting someone, dating someone, marrying someone, knocking someone up, etc. I'm sure "etc." in this case means "romance", but I digress.
So when you find yourself at something that amounts to "Stage 0", there really isn't much need to either discuss or even spend too much time thinking deeply about the idea of parenthood. Of course I understand that as a man, there's a decent chance that I feel differently on a fundamental level about this than women my age and in my position do, but it is what it is. Life is good for me overall and I've got little choice but to focus on what is right in front of me. A wise outlook, I think.
With all that out of the way, I'm hopeful that I'll get to be a dad someday. Understanding that that may never happen and that that would be just fine doesn't diminish how genuinely desirous I am of it. And one of the things I look most forward to sharing with my kid or kids someday is my love for music. I come from a family of musicians, music educators, and handsome music bloggers (guess who), so this seems natural to me.
Last year, I dated a single mother for the first time and admittedly fell pretty hard for her and her beautiful daughter. When we were dating, I actually made mother and daughter a playlist of music that was both good (I mean, it is me making this playlist) and also conducive to napping. I still occasionally use that playlist to nap to myself (it was a highly effective collection). And while the relationship ultimately didn't work out, the joy I got out of creating a playlist for this little girl I love so much has left me pretty amped about the idea of sharing music with my own kids someday.
This week's playlist isn't really "for kids" in the traditional sense, but I do feel pretty strongly about sharing these songs with my kids at some point. Music can be so full of joy, wisdom, longing, and humor and I'm certain that these songs will inform my kids as much about their ridiculous father as they do about life in general. And while there were a ton of potential choices in my collection, I came down to these twelve somehow. But for good reason (and reasons). To my future kids--listen closely and listen well. You'll find--if you haven't by this point--that I know a lot of stuff. Like a whole lot.
1. "Crying, Waiting, Hoping" by Buddy Holly Because...Buddy Holly was my true introduction to great music and this song speaks to what a man, his mind, and a single acoustic guitar can do.
2. "No Love Lost" by Joy Division Because...at age 32, your dad loved air drumming/guitaring to this song more than any other. Visualize it. Do it. Yeah, it's pretty rad.
3. "When Doves Cry" by Prince Because...it is important to know your limitations in life--and Prince has set a "coolness bar" that you will never reach--but it's okay because no one else besides him can reach it, either.
4. "Wish the Worst" by Old 97's Because...At some point or points in life, you are going to feel this way about a guy or girl and I want you to know it's perfectly natural. Just listen to songs like this, stew appropriately, and move on. It WILL be alright.
5. "Monkey Man" by The Rolling Stones Because...The Rolling Stones are the greatest pure rock band that ever lived. And this song isn't one of the "hits" you will hear a million times, but it carries no less greatness. Gems discovered always beat gems delivered.
6. "Suedehead" by Morrissey Because...in THIS family, we love Morrissey because I said so. And because you're at least partly Latino and science tells us that you're genetically predisposed to loving him. Don't fight it.
7. "Surf Wax America" by Weezer Because...you should make time for well-crafted, non-cynical, non-angsty, full of childlike wonder rock music from time to time. And because this band WAS really great when your dad was in middle school.
8. "Pyramid Song" by Radiohead Because...no song makes your dad feel closer to God's love than this song. I hope it does the same for you.
9. "Unity" by Operation Ivy Because...when I heard this song for the first time as a young man, I realized I could truly care about big things and that that was okay. And to remind you not to let anyone tell you you're too young to care about big things. And to remind you that we all need a little loud punk rock from time to time.
10. "FutureSex/LoveSound" by Justin Timberlake Because...everyone has guilty pleasures and that's perfectly fine. Don't let anyone try to convince you otherwise.
11. "Stuck Between Stations" by The Hold Steady Because...the nuggets of wisdom to rock ratio is off the charts here. Listen. Learn. And listen some more.
12. "Track 4" by Sigur Ros Because...even if you don't understand the words, some music is still so great that it doesn't matter. Keep your mind open to "getting it".
No Spotifty playlist this week since they are missing tracks. You'll survive--I just know it.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Best of luck in your seemingly unconquerable fights, my friends. For it is the effort and not the outcome that counts the most. And if you do perish while fighting an actual monster, it makes for a hell of an obituary.
The monsters we create are both a reflection of and remedy for our humanity. The power of the mirror. The power of the cleanser. We create them or confront them so that we can both acknowledge our true nature as well as fight for or against something. Anything. A noble pursuit in a world of increasing indifference and relativism.
Now I honestly don't know where all "that" came from. I just started typing and my fingers and brain did the rest. Let's just go with it. When this logic is applied to these little musical concoctions I like to birth, sometimes I need to rock hard. Sometimes, I need to rock less hard. And sometimes I need a little of both all joined together so that I can reflect and rebel and release and convict and collapse and embrace and even giggity if need be to the beat of drummers who are not me.
And sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. And lately I realize the mishmash amalgamation of my non-themed playlists--those collections of songs without any truly discernable shared characteristics--are a reflection of my internal chaos. Which sounds like a bad thing. But in reality, such chaos is the greatest reflection of and remedy for my humanity.
For me, music is a gift from on high. And while I would never dare to make assumptions about what music is or isn't for any one of you, I can only say that for me it is an antidote for the inclination to reside too exclusively in my own head. And if these playlists are sometimes flawed monsters in terms of a lack of structure, logic, or design, I say "so be it". I know that for me they are vital and right and honest. Besides, I didn't get my Master's in Rad or my PhD in Tastemaking just to keep it to myself. In short, you're welcome.
No Spotifty playlist this week since they're missing too many tracks. You'll survive--I just know it.
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