A week hiatus as I flew across the country. Now, for your listening pleasure...wait...make that my listening pleasure...whatever: No rationalizing, skipping, etc.
1) Destiny Calling - James (from Best of)
2) Mercy House - The Nields (from If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home Now)
3) Little Girl Blue (Postal Service remix) - Nina Simone (from Verve Remixed 3)
4) Am I Worth You? - De La Soul (from AOI: Bionix)
5) Hey Pretty (Drive By 2001 mix) - Poe f. Mark Z. Danielewski (from Hey Pretty)
6) Falling Through Your Clothes - The New Pornographers (from Twin Cinema)
7) Why You Wanna Treat Me So Bad? - Prince (from Hits)
8) Cada Beijo - Bebel Gilberto (from Bebel Gilberto)
9) We Don't Care - Kanye West (from College Dropout)
10) Funky Ride - Outkast (from Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik)
Overall thoughts: That's a fun little mix right there. Completely bizarre, but fun.
No, I DIDN'T Plan That: The Poe remix combined her original chorus with Danielewski - her brother - reading a passage from House of Leaves in lieu of the verses. See below for more.
Seen live: James, The Nields, De La Soul, The New Pornographers.
Favorite song: Destiny Calling is one of my favorite sendups of fame ever. One of the best James songs from the post-Laid era.
Least favorite: The blippy Postal Service sound just don't sound right with Simone providing the vocals. It's a failed experiment. In fact, that pretty much goes for the entire "Verve Remixed" collection, as far as I'm concerned. These songs were classics the first time out, thanks.
Favorite lyrics: It's cheating, but I'll do it anyway. Here's the House of Leaves passage on Hey Pretty...
"Kyrie suggested we go for a drive in her new 2-door BMW coupe. In the parking lot, we slipped into her bucket seats. Kyrie took over from there.
At nearly 90 miles per hour she zipped us up to that windy edge known to some as Mullholland, that sinuous road running the ridge of the Santa
Monica Mountains where she then proceeded to pump her vehicle in and out of turns sometimes dropping down to 50 miles per hour, only to immediately gun it back up
to 90 again. Fast, slow, fast fast slow. Sometime a wide turn, sometimes a quick one. She preferred the tighter ones. The sharp controlled jerks, swinging left to right before driving back to the
right only so she could do it all over again until after enough speed, and enough wind, and more distance than I had been prepared to expect, taking me to parts of the city I rarely think of and never visit, I heard her say:
Hey pretty
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Through my world
Hey pretty
Don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world
Do you get the gist of the song now?
I can't remember the inane things I started babbling about then, I know it
didn't really matter, she wasn't listening. She just yanked up on the emergency brake, dropped her seat back, and told me to
lie on top of her. On top of those leather pants of hers, her hands immediately guiding mine over those soft, slightly oily
folds. Positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab, small and round, like a tear, then murmuring a murmur so inaudible that even though I could feel her lips tremble against my ear, she seemed far, far away.
Pinch it
she said, which I did, lightly, until she also said
Pull it
which I also did, gently parting the teeth, one at a time, down under and beneath, the longest unzipping of my life...
Hey pretty
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Through my world
Hey pretty
Don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world
Hey pretty
My pretty baby
Rock it through my world (through my world)
Hey pretty (Hey pretty)
My pretty baby
Rock it through my world (my world)
We never even kissed, or looked into each other's eyes. Our lips just trespassed on those inner labyrinths hidden deep within our ears, filled them with the private music of wicked words. Hers in many languages. Mine in the off-color of my only tongue.
Too bad dark languages rarely survive.
Don't you want to take a ride with me?
Don't you want to take a ride with me?
Do you get the gist of the song now?
Recent Comments