I was reading through my blogs tonight and at the ever-reliable Zannah's /usr/bin/girl, she had an interesting link to a site called whatsbetter?. Basically, you are presented with two random images, and you have to choose which one is better. You are given no criteria on which to base this, so just whatever picture you like better or which one has better connotations or whatever you want. I was presented with choices like "Martha Stewart" vs. "Jay Leno" and "HAL 9000" vs. "Inigo Montoya", as well as some images I just didn't recognize. The hardest one, perhaps, was "Jar Jar Binks" vs. "Islamic Terrorists". I waffled on that one for a while until Nicole pointed out that Jar Jar is merely annoying, not life-threatening. It also tells you how that particular pair ranks, both together(if anyone has happened to compare them before)or separately. Apparently "Jar Jar Binks" has lost a few more comparisons than "Islamic Terrorists".
It also provides overall rankings, with "Osama Bin Laden", "Hitler", and "KKK" at the bottom, and "Christina Ricci Wet" and "Alyson Hennigan" at the top. Not sure how often they turn over, if ever. It seems that they have some kind of weighted ranking scheme, too.
But man, it's addictive. And not just because I want to see Christina Ricci wet.*
Running out of steam here, so on to the countdown:
488. They Might Be Giants: Dig My Grave
The opener of their album "Apollo 18", a noisy song with distorted vocals and maybe two verses, but somehow kinda catchy.
487. REM: Everybody Hurts
"Automatic For The People" is probably my favourite REM album for their most successful period. I like the coda of this song the most, when, I confess it, the big violins swoop in and in the video everyone starts getting out of their cars.
Kiss them for me; I may be delayed --Siouxsie & The Banshees
So all you West Wing fans may now breathe a sigh of relief as your curiosity is satisfied. Now, in return, you should leave a comment, Clix me, sign my guestbook, or at least tell me who the hell sings that "It's what's inside that counts" song.
Not that much else going on, really. Oh, I did finally write up, HTMLify, and upload my Top & Bottom Books of 2001 list, for anyone that's interested. I was actually planning to watch "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" and then go to bed early, because I was so tired yesterday, but that was derailed. I went to catalogue the books we'd bought at Indigo a few days ago, and saw the bottop2001 file sitting there, so I did that as well.
Why didn't I watch "Whose Line?", you ask? Well, it's complicated. See, A-Channel plays movies in primetime most nights of the week, and last night they were playing "A Midsummer Night's Dream", the version with Kevin Kline and Michelle Pfeiffer and Stanley Tucci and all that. I wanted to watch it, but not particularly spend all Thursday evening on it, so I set it up to tape. Then we discovered that Channel 2, which would normally show "Whose Line?", was showing "CSI" reruns instead, though Channel 46(which is where CBS ends up going on our cable provider)was. Our TV is an older model(dating back to at least 1990), which doesn't go about Channel 36; if we want to watch anything higher than that, we have to use the VCR...but the VCR was already in use and committed to A-Channel(Channel 7).
Only later did it occur to us that we could have watched "Whose Line?", because we finally found the remote control for the other VCR. Yes, that's right! I thought I'd blogged about this before, but perhaps not; basically, we had lost the remote control for our VCR at some point, which proved to be extremely crucial to resetting the VCR to cable after a power failure. (It was a wedding present, so dates from around 1991...) So we bought another VCR, since we were time-shifting a lot of our shows at the time. We couldn't figure out where the old VCR's remote had gone to, though. It had disappeared around the time we built our United Furniture Warehouse entertainment centre, but it didn't seem to be in there, or under it, or anything. Or in the couch, or the loveseat, or under them, or anywhere we could find. It was a real puzzle, because, as George Carlin says, "Where is it?"
Then last week sometime I put my bookmark on the arm of the couch, and it fell down and beside the couch cushion. I tried to grab it, but it got pushed further in, underneath the arm of the couch. And when I stuck my hand in after it, guess what I found? Yes, that's right, the old remote control. It had gone into some secret storage compartment under the arm of the couch, which is barely noticeable from outside. Great place to hide...well, things you want to keep hidden from a casual search, I guess. Until someone's bookmark(or some other small object for people that don't frequently use bookmarks)slides down into it.
So anyway, we could have set up the other VCR to watch Channel 46, but it didn't occur to us until later. With our cable reduced to Basic level, we don't often watch above 36 anyway. But it would be nice to have a new TV sometimes, something a bit bigger perhaps. Not that our current one is particularly malfunctional or anything--it has never given us trouble that way. It's just the channel 36 thing, and the fact that I wouldn't mind us having an extra TV so I could try to drag one down to the basement(with the spare VCR)and watch "South Park". If we got the Comedy Network again, of course.
It's the weekend again, though since last weekend was long for Canadians and short(well, regular-length)for Americans, this one is short for Canadians and long for Americans. That's alright, because there was a short(four-day, not regular-length)week after the long weekend. That's always nice, to get both at once.
Tomorrow is Nicole's birthday, so feel free to send her email if you get the urge. Her email address you can probably find through the "N.M. Luiken" page on the sidebar; I won't post it here because so far she's remained free of spam, and I don't want to jinx it by posting it here. I'm not sure why it hasn't showed up on spam address CDs already, but I guess this one's so bad because I first had it like four or five years ago, even though I didn't have it for a year or two in the middle there. I get lots of Spanish spam, so it's even made it down to Mexico. So if you want to get in touch with me, for god's sake don't put "Viagra" or "debt reduction" in your subject line, or I just won't read it.
I use Outlook Express for email, mostly out of laziness, and I've grown reluctant to "handle" spam emails, selecting them with the mouse to drag them to the garbage folder or just "delete" them. So I hit upon a reasonably clean way to do this. I sent an email to myself, and generally keep it as the bottom message in my Inbox. It remains the current message while I download new messages; then I reply to it, and send myself another email, check the mail, and it comes in. Now I can select(using Shift-Click)the range of both messages, which contains all the junk mail inside it, without having to handle it myself. I Ctrl-Click to deselect any non-spam-looking messages(I confess that sometimes spam ones fool me, or at least make me curious enough to check and see if they're real), and the new one I just sent myself, and delete the rest. (I also keep all the text in my replies, indentation and old headers and everything, just because.)
But I was talking about Nicole's birthday.
I already got her her present, the Bujold book(and the Feintuch one too, since I would have bought that for her as well), so there won't be much to the festivities in that sense. Sharna & Nick are having us over for dinner, and will barbecue and bake cake and all that, so no problem there. I'm sure I can take a few extra shifts of Simon and Nicole will be happy. And then we will try to take in a movie in the evening while Auntie Sharna & Uncle Nick watch Simon.
Which movie, is the question. We're not sure we can make a 7:00-ish show, and a 9:00-ish show is getting a bit late to be keeping Simon out. And an annoying number of theatres persist in showing only those times. If we can make a 7:00 show(which depends on the timing of supper, which may depend on whether Simon has a nap or not, and how early if so), then we can go see "Panic Room" at the Paramount, which is a huge theatre, though it is downtown and presents some parking problems, especially on a Saturday night. Otherwise we're looking at either "Spider-Man" at 7:40, or possibly a cheap-theatre viewing of "The Time Machine" at 7:30. "Attack of the Clones" is too long, and most theatres have it at 6:45/10:00. Oh, well. I'm content to wait a while on that one; I have heard so many conflicting opinions of it. But I've mostly heard good things about "Spider-Man", and while I never read the comic faithfully, I know the gist of what goes on, I know who the Green Goblin and Mary Jane are. I know Aunt May, I know J. Jonah Jameson, and I can even name a few other characters if pressed. And I remember the cheesy animated one, too. ("Gotta think, Spidey!") So I'm looking forward to it, but Nicole would prefer "Panic Room" if she has a choice, and since it's her birthday she has final say.
Oh, and "The Whole Nine Yards" is on A-Channel on Sunday night, another movie I really want to see. Should I try to tape that one too, or watch it real-time, or what? We have an appalling tendency to never get around to watching the movies we tape. We have a copy of "November Sky" that my dad got for us for Christmas a couple of years ago by now, still unwatched, though we did make it through the others("The Runaway Bride" and "Patch Adams" that we hadn't seen--there are several more which we had seen and haven't rewatched). A few years ago we taped the Godfather movies with the intent of watching them(Nicole was working on a Mafia-related book at the time, too), but eventually we gave up and taped over them.
There are just not enough hours in a day, and even Ferra's solution wouldn't help that.
Still working my way through Heartfire, but the action has picked up slightly. I always get angry reading scenes like the one where Purity is talking to a witch-finder. This is where the whole "witch-hunt" thing comes from--there is nothing you can say that cannot be construed as either an admission of guilt, or a denial of it, which of course means you're guilty because a guilty person would deny their guilt, wouldn't they? People you just want to pound and pound with a shovel. I'm looking forward to Alvin Maker getting the best of that one, or one of his friends, at least.
Library CDs? Well, yesterday I listened to "End Is Forever" by the Ataris, mostly because I saw it on Wil Wheaton's website and hadn't heard of them before. I was not impressed. It's just a bunch of neo-punk crap, and while it may have interesting lyrics, I couldn't bear to have it turned up loud enough to be able to make them out. My tolerance for this stuff has gone way down. Today I listened to "Mass Romantic" by The New Pornographers, a sort of Vancouver-area indie supergroup. It was a bit uneven, because of its supergroupness, I think, but one or two songs were kind of neat. Not an album I would really want to add to my collection as a whole, though.
Now, to continue the countdown of my 750 favourite songs:
494. Cowboy Junkies: Murder, Tonight, In The Trailer Park
My friend Lorne, when I was in Grande Prairie working at Terranet(which was owned by his brother)lent me a bunch of Cowboy Junkies albums. I'd lost track of them after "The Caution Horses", but they had had like three or four others since then. I'm still not 100% sold on them, but this song stood out for me, perhaps because of its rhythm section being a bit more energetic than the usual languid Cowboy Junkies song. It's just what it says, a story of murder in a trailer park, though each verse shows how the murder touches, or doesn't touch, a different person related to it. A very effective bit of...well, not quite storytelling, but sketching a scene. I can't quite remember which album it's from, though, because I listened to them all so close together. I'll just check the All-Music Guide again...ah, it seems to be from "Black-Eyed Man".
493. Moxy Früvous: My Baby Loves A Bunch of Authors
I have two different versions of this song, the one from their self-titled demo tape, and the one from "Bargainville". The latter has some cleverer rhymes, that they obviously hadn't thought of yet for the demo tape, but the demo tape sounds a bit more spontaneous and less forced. (The contrast is not quite so marked as "King of Spain", which is practically lifeless on the album.) I like them both pretty much equally, to be honest. It's basically just a lightweight novelty song, but it's charming, and they do great harmony, coming from an a cappella background. And hey, songs about reading are few enough, even if they do concentrate a bit too much on "litrachoor", but then I'm a bit of an SF snob, so take that with as much salt as necessary.
I'm writing a novel; I've got the page numbers done...
1. I notice you have an interest in finding new music, using the library as your source. When did you begin randomly picking out music like this, and why?
When I first started getting seriously interested in music, I was in high school and it was possible to get an FM simulcast of MuchMusic, the Canadian video channel, which I listened to(and taped from shamelessly)almost constantly. That was from 1985-1988. I fell out of touch for a year or two after I moved to Edmonton, and then got back into it again, the same deal. My usual rule was that if I heard two good songs, or one really great song, from an album, then I would buy it. It served me fairly well.
At some point after getting married(early 90's, then), I was watching MuchMusic less, and I started going to the public library on a regular basis. I spent several years in Edmonton before getting a library card, because I had so many books of my own. And it wasn't long before I discovered they had music there as well. It was mostly vinyl still at that point, with some tapes and CDs, so that was what I mostly took out. I worked my way through the "Rock/Pop" section alphabetically, with occasional forays into "Male/Female Vocalist", or "Instrumental", or "Soundtrack", or "Spoken Word/Comedy". I discovered Janis Ian and Nicolette Larson from random picking, as well as the Firesign Theatre, though I had heard of them before. Later they moved more into tapes(and CDs, but I still couldn't listen to those), and started stocking more of those, so I checked those out as well.
But on moving back from Grande Prairie in 1997, I was seriously into CDs, and we were within walking distance of the Lessard branch of the library, so I went over there frequently. I had big lists of people I wanted to look for, from the Billboard charts as well as some of the music guides I was starting to collect, but sometimes I would just walk in and pick things off the racks. The selection was generally more eclectic and less comprehensive than the main branch library I had been going to before, and after a while I had to wait for new things to come in, but I found some neat stuff there, too.
I am committed to finding, eventually, all the music that I like. I am getting quicker to dismiss something than I used to be, because I just can't keep up anymore, but I will try it at least once.
2. Do you have any unusual skills or abilities?
It's hard to say. I have a very good auditory memory, so that, for instance, if I listen to a song taped off MuchMusic and there's a tiny bit of the next song on the end of it, I can usually say what the next song was. I would probably clean up at "Name That Tune". When I'm in a play, then I will usually end up memorizing everyone else's lines(in my scenes, at least)at the same time I memorize mine, because the whole thing will get recorded in my brain. It fades, of course, but even two or three years after I could still recite large chunks of "Noises Off".
I like to flatter myself that I may, if I exposed myself to more languages, be a polyglot, able to learn any language throughout my life the way we all learn our native language(s) in childhood, but secretly I doubt it. Still, I think I'm better at it than some people. And the recent quiz on I Am Frequently Asked Questions showed that I am pretty good at recognizing foreign alphabets.
I'm also pretty good at math and logic and that stuff. Enough to get me to a B.Sc. in Physics, anyway.
No physical skills or abilities that I know of. I can snap my fingers, which my wife can't, but I can't roll my tongue, wiggle my ears, bend my fingertips forward, cross my eyes, blow bubbles in gum, or whistle with two fingers in my mouth. Let alone anything athletic.
3. You, like I, have a very wide-ranging interest in music. I'm curious what is the common element among all the music you love, what is the thing that hooks you?
There's so much music that I love that I don't think I could find one common element to join it all, but I can think of several.
A lot of them are rhythmic--I like things like a 3/3/2 beat over 8, or a 3/3/3/3/4 over 16. A well-done 5/4 or 7/4, like in "Solsbury Hill", is also good. I like a slow 2/2 beat with a faster rhythm over top of it. Or a couple of heavy beats out of a measure, like in Barenaked Ladies' "The Old Apartment" or the opening of Chantal Kreviazuk's "God Made Me". Even just syncopation is nice. A nice heavy intricate bassline can't hurt. I loved the trend in the late 90's to putting techno or hip-hop beats behind everything, like in Madonna's "Ray of Light", or(but this was much earlier)Sinéad O'Connor's version of "I Am Stretched On Your Grave".
I also like the intertwining of vocal lines, like in T'Pau's "Heart & Soul" or the end of the Eurythmics' "Put The Blame On Me". I like harmonies, like on The Bangles' "More Than Meets The Eye" or the chorus of "Fat Bottomed Girls". Minor-key melodies better than major-key.
Lyrics I also sometimes notice, though the music needs to be there first. But they can provide the icing on the cake, and let's face it, who doesn't like icing better than the rest of the cake anyway? But I won't eat chocolate cake even with cream cheese icing on it, because I don't like chocolate cake. (Strained enough metaphor for ya?)
4. What is the meaning of life?
To quote Bill & Ted, "Be excellent to each other!" I don't believe in teleology, so I don't believe there is an externally-imposed purpose to existence, so I figure that rather than be nihilistic and declare that everything is meaningless, you should give life its own meaning. Which is probably what most people do, if they're really honest about it. Maybe "the pursuit of happiness" is the best way to put it. Within societal bounds, of course--if what makes you happy is killing people and eating them, then you're in the wrong society. But apart from that, do what makes you happy.
This may be why I resent having to work, doing things that I'm mostly pretty good at but that I don't necessarily enjoy doing, when I'd rather be doing fun things.
5. You seem to be involved in writing quite a bit, with your involvement in writing workshops and all, but I don't see any mention of pursuing it as a career. Has the thought ever crossed your mind?
It hasn't done so that regularly, but with actually having completed the first draft of a novel last year, it has started to seep up again. I've known for a while that it is not possible right now to make a living as a short story writer--it may have been when Isaac Asimov and Robert Heinlein were starting out, but not now by any means, because magazine payment rates have barely risen since then, while the actual worth of a cent a word has dropped spectacularly over the last sixty years or so.
So novels are definitely the way to go. If you're writing science fiction, it does help to build up your following with short stories first, but with fantasy having a big long series may be the only requirement. So I keep thinking I should write a big long fantasy series, because I love reading them, and I've done that kind of writing before, so why not?
My personal dedication to writing is pathetic, though, so that would need to change somehow. I haven't done anything since I finished "Delta City" in mid-April, and even that was part of a spectacular burst of work. Maybe I should try doing writing in the time period soon to be vacated by "24" and "The West Wing".
6. What is your favorite condiment?
It's hard to pick just one! I don't like ketchup, though, never really have, so that's definitely not it. Other ones I like in specialized environments--I've gotten into mustard in recent years on ham or corned beef sandwiches, for instance. Mayonnaise is all I put on my hamburgers, and it's almost the best part of a KFC Big Crunch as well. Cheez Whiz is what goes on my hot dogs. I never really got into horseradish, and I've fallen out of using relish.
We are talking "condiments" not "spices", right? I'm fond of garlic, in moderation at least, and of course I like salt(which isn't even a spice, it's a seasoning). Pepper is only for turkey/chicken sandwiches(with mayonnaise, of course).
So on balance I'd have to say mayonnaise, but it's not universal by any means. Oh, does cream cheese count? Or cream cheese icing? Mmmm.
7. What got you involved in writing workshops?
The fateful ConText '89, the SF convention where I also met my wife. There was an ad there for an SF writing workshop at the Black Cat Guest Ranch near Hinton(which is near Jasper, so west of Edmonton and quite near, if not actually in, the Rockies). At the time I really couldn't afford it, but I went anyway, that fall, and met several other writers. One of them, Sharon Grant, started up a writing group that winter, and she started with the group who had been at Black Cat.
And that's the short version. The group, now mostly called The Cult of Pain, has been meeting regularly for over twelve years now, though I'm still not convinced they did much the two years Nicole and I were in Grande Prairie. I'd almost have to say that we're the backbone of the group, because we try very hard, by god, to make it to every meeting.
Why did I get involved in the first place? Well, it was good encouragement, and probably taught me a lot of stuff; my writing has, at the very least, improved since the story I brought to that first Black Cat workshop. (We went to a few others, before we decided that we weren't really getting that much more than we did from the group, and for free. Rocky Mountain landscape did not hold that much attraction for us.)
8. What are your pet peeves?
What, all of them? Well, the abysmal state of drivers today, who constantly speed and tailgate, change lanes rather than slow down to the speed limit, and then don't even signal most of the time. People who act like English is the One True Language and show no comprehension that other languages might be different. Favourite products that you buy regularly and then disappear off the shelves because apparently nobody else was. Hidden tracks on CDs that only come up after 14 minutes of silence in the last track(or, supposedly, on shuffle play). And don't get me started on shuffle play, until you can show me a CD player that will guarantee you to play every track once before it plays the next one. I never use it myself.
The current state of the software industry gripes my butt too, but that's more complex than a simple peeve, I think.
Oh, and people who use "phase" when they should use "faze", and "loose" when they mean "lose", and "breath" when they mean "breathe". Oddly enough, not every language misuse bothers me--I think that "data" and "media" have mostly lost their plural noun status, and have become "mass" nouns, like "mud" or "snow" or "water", an indefinable substance which can be divided down into a single constituent part, but it mostly encountered in greater quantity than that.
9. What is it about science fiction that attracts your attention?
Dunno, really. I've been reading it for a long time, and mostly interchangeably with fantasy, so I'd hazard a guess that it's a Sense of Wonder thing. My favourite SF(which I will use to mean Science Fiction, and not Speculative Fiction, my usual expansion, for the remainder of this response)books are often things like Dan Simmons' "Hyperion" series, or David Brin's Uplift series, where the happenings are of such epic scope, and the battles so intricately complex(or vice versa), that you can't help but feel a stirring somewhere within you when you read them. In that sense, what I like is the best of "space opera". But a good thrill-ride is good too.
I'm not against SF that makes you think...but it's nice if it makes you feel as well, and makes your pulse pound a time or two as well.
10. Assume that nothing else would change that was necessary: you will never have to worry about money, insurance, etc, for the rest of your life - what job/career/hobby/time-consuming thing would you choose?
I would be a list-maker, undoubtedly. I have myriad started and never-finished projects which basically boil down to that. I would accumulate data and organize it, so that I could tell you(eventually)if there was a set of six or more actrons who had all been in different movies together(matched pairwise), or what proportion of all musical bands were all-male(I hazard a guess that it's quite high). I would have(or work toward)a complete list which would tell you at a glance whether a given name was a real-world person, historical figure, geographical location, or fictional place or person, and where from. I would have a powerful computer that would keep all this data, and would be able to correlate it however you wished. It would also be able to run high-quality simulations of a number of real-world phenomena.
I would also try very hard to read everything worth reading and listen to everything worth listening to; if I had some time left over(you never mentioned my having an unlimited amount of time, unfortunately), I might try getting caught up on some of those worthwhile movies and TV shows people say are out there, but they're a much lower priority.
11. Can you pick out a favorite book? And why?
Can I? I can pick out several, depending on my mood. I don't have one single criterion for judging a book, so different books can make it to the top on different criteria. Tigana by Guy Gavriel Kay, The Sun, The Moon & The Stars by Steven Brust, and Watership Down by Richard Adams have all made it up there, and there are others as well. Furthermore, there are a number of series which are deserving, in whole or in part, but which I couldn't really recommend on their own.
12. Do you force yourself to read through a whole book even if you've already decided you don't like it that much?
Often enough that I can probably remember every book I have stopped in the middle. Tidewater Tales by John Barth and The Moon's Fire-Eating Daughter by John Myers Myers leap immediately to mind, at least. Oh, and Zane Grey's The Spirit of The Border. That's three out of how many? About a hundred a year, so let's say a thousand.
It takes me a lot to admit I really don't like a book. My rule of thumb is that if I haven't made it halfway through after a week, and it's not a Les Miséreables-sized epic, I'm not interested in finishing it. These days, my reading schedule is arranged so that I am more willing to assign myself books to read that I know I will enjoy more. Other books I will read dutifully, and usually not actually dislike reading them, but still find them slower going than the easier reads I indulge myself with.
13. Favorite 750 songs?! How did this begin? And how can you remember enough individual songs to be able to rank them?
It began because on some other blog site(I don't even remember which one, now)they were doing some kind of a song countdown as well, and I thought it would be a good idea. I have been making up tapes of my favourite songs for a few years now, and since I got my car tape deck have been playing them there almost exclusively. It takes me a few weeks to go through them all by this point, since I have about forty of them made up(and in some ways I'm getting a bit more generous in my selection criteria by this point), but they cycle through fairly regularly. And don't forget that auditory memory I have, which makes it fairly easy to play at least a snippet of many songs in my collection on request. This is why I've been putting "Song In My Head" into my tagline for several years now. (I do still have to update it manually, though, which is annoying in those rare cases when I can't figure out what song it actually is...)
14. What album or band have you discovered through your library borrowing that you might not have otherwise cared about *and* which has proven to be an important part of your life?
Hmmm. Well, I didn't even like it much on first listen, but The Jam's "Setting Sons" has grown on me through repeated listens and contributed several songs to the list of favourites. An important part of my life? That's a bit tricker. That would imply something that made it at least into my favourite 100 albums, which has been a fairly static list in recent years, penetrated only by the likes of the Barenaked Ladies and Alanis Morissette, both of which I heard of through more normal means. I will have to abandon the top of my head and do more focused research.
Ah, of course. Godley & Creme's "Ismism". I had heard their "History Mix Volume 1"(with the song "Golden Boy", a strong contender for the #1 spot on my song countdown), and "Goodbye Blue Sky", and a few other oddments, but until I picked that one up from the library(and listened to it a few times)I still thought of them as a bit uneven. I still do, actually, but "Ismism" proved they could produce phenomenal music for an entire album. It led me to search out others of their back catalogue eventually, and acquired them on eBay. That even led me, indirectly(through the bizarre absence of the song "Freeze Frame" from the eponymous album), to Napster and the MP3 revolution.
Other phenomenal albums/artists I discovered through the library would include Danielle Dax's "Dark Adapted Eye", Loudon Wainwright III(well, I'd seen his video for "This Song Don't Have A Video", but remembered little besides his name and his quirky sense of humour, immediately evident), Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds' "Murder Ballads"(again I had heard of them, and his song on the "Until The End of The World Soundtrack", but wasn't expecting what I found), Ween, and Jenifer Smith's "Code Mesa". Those are just ones whom I had(with one or two exceptions)never heard of before trying them off the shelves. And this is just looking at my actual collection; there may be a few others that I haven't bought yet. And if you added the ones where I only knew the name of the band before I went in, there would be a few more as well.
On the whole it's pretty Sturgeoned--that is, 90% of it is crap.
15. "I could care less" or "I couldn't care less." Which do you say?
Frankly, I could care less.
We're going to try to barbecue tonight, so I will have to cut this short and do more counting down, through the fateful 500 and onward and upward!
500. MC 900 Ft. Jesus With DJ Zero: Too Bad
MC 900 Ft. Jesus is really quite weird; on his first album, with DJ Zero(whoever that might be), "Hell With The Lid Off", he had a lot of nasally narration over trip-hop/techno kind of music. This one features vocals mixed fairly well down under the music, a propulsive techno beat, but if you listen to them it's a pretty nasty story of a psychotic stalker. But it's appealing, in a morbid sort of way--and didn't I just say I liked Nick Cave's "Murder Ballads"?
499. Suzanne Vega: Predictions
The first song I heard from "Days of Open Hand" was "Book of Dreams", which was, and still is, a total suckfest. I loved Vega's first album, but was discouraged by some weak songs on "Solitude Standing", so I gave this one a miss entirely. Until "Blood Makes Noise" came out, and "99.9 F", and I got interested again. Then I heard this song, and I was sold.
It's really just a list of ways people have tried to prophesy in the past, some of which are quite bizarre, but it's fascinating, and the musical backing is assured as she dispassionately recites the bizarre list, and then concludes, "One of these things will tell us something."