Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Not The Best Not The Worst And Occasionally I Curse To Get My Point Across. So Bust The Floss.

Greetings faithful readers! Hope everyone's having a good holiday. I'm hanging in my old stomping grounds of San Diego and loving every moment of it. Since I have no access to any of my tracks to post, I'm gonna have to siphon some from the ever stupendous Freemotion. I'm DJ'ing a New Year's party here and you can bet that I'll be spinning loads and loads of A Tribe Called Quest. Enjoy some treats from Ali Shaheed Mohammed, Phife Dawg, & Q-Tip. For your listening (dis)pleasure:

A Tribe Called Quest: Award Tour

A Tribe Called Quest: Jazz (We've Got)

A Tribe Called Quest: Buggin' Out

A Tribe Called Quest: Electric Relaxation

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Baby, You've Got To Be More Discerning. I've Never Known What's Good For Me.

They're out there. A lot of them. Lurking. Posing. Poseurs. Bands aping the beloved post punk/new wave sounds of the late 70's & early 80's. And no one does it better than Bloc Party. If you've ever seen them live, then you know how well all this power translates to the stage. For your listening (dis)pleasure, highlights from a live performance back in February of this year.

Bloc Party
Les Black Sessions
Paris, Maison de la Radio
February 7, 2005

Bloc Party: This Modern Love

Bloc Party: She's Hearing Voices

Bloc Party: Like Eating Glass

Bloc Party: Price Of Gas

Bloc Party: So Here We Are

Friday, December 16, 2005

When My Feet Go Through The Door. I Know What My Right Arm Is For. Buy A Drink And Pull A Chair. To The Edge Of The Dance Floor.

I could keep on apologizing for the lack of posts lately but I'm not going to. Rather than cry on your shoulder, I will instead get you ready for the weekend with these 3 extraordinary tracks laced with beats, more beats, synths, booty shaking, and drinking. For your listening (dis)pleasure:

No Doubt: It's My Life (Jacques Lu Conts Thin White Duke Mix) courtesy of the ever fab Digital Eargasm

Spoon: I Turn My Camera On (John McEntire Remix)

The Specials: Friday Night, Saturday Morning

Saturday, December 10, 2005

She Had A Beauty Soft As A Shipyard. Bony As Conviction.

One album that I lament not including on my year end list is Discover A Lovelier You by the Pernice Brothers. If anyone can conjure up memories and images of sun drenched summer days spent listening to near perfect pop songs it's Joe Pernice. With his whispered croon, sugar-sweet direct melodies, and sophisticated arrangements, Pernice continues to apply these stellar traits throughout the entire record coupled with sonic surprises used perfectly. Ultimately this could wind up being their best-sounding album yet. DALY is a lush and near perfect pop album, and a fine return to form for the Pernice Brothers. I really should have my head examined for overlooking this gem. For your listening (dis)pleasure:

Pernice Brothers: There Goes The Sun

Pernice Brothers: Snow

Pernice Brothers: My So Called Celibate Life

Pernice Brothers: Red Desert

Friday, December 09, 2005

She Said I'll Throw Myself Away. They're Just Photos After All.

In a parallel universe, I would be Josh Homme. I would be Josh Homme and I would rock out with Queens Of The Stone Age every goddamned night. I've never come across a band as magical os QOTSA in the sense that they create these kernels of melody wrapped up tightly in a ball of controlled chaos. The recently released live dvd/cd Over The Years And Through The Woods gives you a glimpse into their insane world, with plently of commentary and visuals that transport you straight back to that one time in high school when you were tripping balls on LSD and...oh wait. Nevermind. For your listening (dis)pleasure:

Queens Of The Stone Age: Go With The Flow (live)

Queens Of The Stone Age: Tangled Up In Plaid (live)

Queens Of The Stone Age: Leg Of Lamb (live)

Queens Of The Stone Age: No One Knows (live)

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

They Love You Or They Hate You. But They Will Never Let You Be.

Blending the better qualities of Is This It with a more dark, bottom heavy sound, The Strokes have put together a winner on the upcoming First Impressions Of Earth. Rather than post the same leaked tracks as everyone else, here are three tracks I'm currently giddy over. For your listening (dis)pleasure:

The Strokes: Razorblade

The Strokes: The Other Side

The Strokes: Evening Sun

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Sex, Drugs, & The Top 15 Albums Of 2005

Well kiddies it's about that time. The time when everyone trots out their Top Lists of 2005. And here at Indoor Fireworks things are no different. For your listening (dis)pleasure, my Top 15 Albums of 2005:

15. Emiliana Torrini: Fisherman's Woman
Sunny Road

14. Her Space Holiday: The Past Presents The Future
Forever & A Day

13. Depeche Mode: Playing The Angel
Suffer Well

12. Bloc Party: Silent Alarm
This Modern Love

11. Brazilian Girls: Self Titled

10. Beck: Guero

9. Supergrass: Road To Rouen

8. Gorillaz: Demon Days
Feel Good Inc.

7. Kanye West: Late Registration

6. Wolf Parade: Apologies To The Queen Mary
It's A Curse

5. The Cardigans: Super Extra Gravity
In The Round

4. Fiona Apple: Extraordinary Machine
Parting Gift

3. My Morning Jacket: Z
It Beats For You

2. Bright Eyes: Digital Ash In A Digital Urn
Theme To Pinata

1. Spoon: Gimme Fiction
Sister Jack

Friday, December 02, 2005

I'm Plagued By Small Town Fascists. Like A Rash On My Skin.

Watching their concert special Sydney Circa 2004slash08 on Music Choice last night, I was abruptly reminded how much I love The Dissociatives debut album. Fronted by former Silverchair singer/guitarist Daniel Johns and Aussie electro-wunderkind Paul Mac, their debut album blends Mac's past remixing talents with John's knack for stringing together catchy harmonies. Recorded mostly in John's NYC apartment, the duo have deftly cobbled together an auspicious debut album that grows better with each listen. For your listening (dis)pleasure:

The Dissociatives: We're Much Prefered Customers

The Dissociatives: Somewhere Down The Barrel

The Dissociatives: Horror With Eyeballs

The Dissociatives: Forever & A Day