So here we are…. first post of 2012, celebrating the first full year for Heycoolkid!.
I’ve come a long way, still have a long way to go, am blessed to have seen such growth within myself in the last twelve months, I’m beginning to figure out who I really am, who I really want to be, accepting my weaknesses and developing my strengths, I’m alive and I feel it and that’s a nice change in itself.
Who knows where we’ll be in another year, a blink of an eye that lasts the length of a lifetime. Lord willing, 2013 will be here soon enough…. let’s enjoy this moment while we have it.
This weeks mix covers a little of everything, in a good way, hopefully it sets the tone for what’s to come.
You would think by this point that the whole one drummer/One guitar player duo would have lost it’s luster, it hasn’t though and for the most part it’s from the fact that every band who surfaces with that dynamic have a new sound compared to the others and as in the case of Tashaki Miyaki it’s still rather impressive.
“Go Easy” is a complex song in a very unexpected sort of way. Layering itself continually, it does just about everything possible other than turn in a calculated direction. Sure things feel organic but not in any classical sense.
We Cut Corners may not be reinventing the wheel but still sound original without getting weird or uncomfortable. It’s not often I get to say that.
Sure there’s a hint of acoustic-pop to “Put On Cologne,” there’s also an airy focus hidden within a shell of confident songwriting. This is a very fitting song for colder weather and longing emotions.
Somewhere between The Weepies and Glen Hansard there has been sitting vacant a space for Donovan Woods to fill.
I’ve had a few tracks from Tyler Lyle lying around but hadn’t given this guy out of Atlanta a real chance. That was until I heard Heather Brown (ie I Am Fuel, We Are Friends) on NPR last week. I haven’t been shy about my feelings for having complete respect for her taste in music. I can’t think of a single band she’s recommended I haven’t agreed with her on, so when she mentioned Tyler Lyle I made it a point to give the guy my undivided attention … once again she was absolutely right. This is an amazing title track from an album I wish I’d gotten on board with sooner.
Check out the entire The Golden Age & The Silver Girl album here.
Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin is one of the more underrated bands around. For the amount of time they’ve been giving us solid indie music I can’t believe they are not name dropped more often alongside bands like Freelance Whales and Tokyo Police Club when mentioning upbeat relevant music. SSLYBY is on my list of bands to see in 2012, from what I’ve heard they deliver, I’m ready to experience it first hand.
As I was writing about “Unravel” I came across “Winter” . I thought I liked the guys sound before… now he’s got a chuck norris grip on my heart. Check out the review I just wrote for this song here.
One shift in the musical landscape last year was this unprecedented push towards an 80′s soundtrack sound in synth based songs. Under Electric Light seems to have a very conscious focus towards things of background importance. “Someone Somewhere” makes me feel like I’m doing something even when I’m not, kind of like a montage for my life.
Despite the fact that Karen Elson‘s day job is something I have complete distaste for she sure as hell knows how to create some solid 60′s influenced rock music.
knowing how complex we are are as individuals it amazes me how much people want to act like each thing we do defines us. This is why I can listen to a song like “The Ghost Who Walks” and close my eyes and take nothing but enjoyment from the experience. Good art is good art even if in a round about way it was funded by Louis Vuitton and Chanel.
“Tuck The Darkness In” is a beautifully written song about the realization of time and the coming to grips with a truth we sometimes don’t see, holding onto all things good, and the appreciation for things as a whole which can only come as we mature along the paths we’ve taken to find ourselves.
This is one of my favorite songs to fall asleep to. Steve Curtis and Erika Simonian’s vocals work so well when weaving with such subtle alignment, singing us to a peaceful place of understanding, what’s not to love?
I’m realizing an underlying message to this weeks mix that before now I hadn’t noticed was there. That’s how things seem to work out though, certain ideals seem to come together when making a playlist and for the most part it’s unintentional. Seeing how things lay beside each other this week it’s still surprising to me that “Young” pretty much embodies the ethos for this weeks collective yet that’s exactly what it does.
This husband wife duo is really only at the beginning of what’s shaping up to become a very promising future in our lives.
“Aviary” is only a sample from their incredible Save Your Season album which I highly recommend experiencing as a whole. For how solid it is I’m really surprised not seeing it on more Best album’s lists last month.
“Dear John Letters” is my favorite song I’ve heard since “Howth.”
Sadness leaks in from every direction with each passing second of this song. It’s a shame it takes such deep loss to bring about a reflective monumental song that feels larger than the world around us and as individually enveloping as a song can be.
The weight within these words would be impossible to carry or move but beautiful enough to sing along and embrace, which is all we ask for from music that means the most to us. I hope that through this song Monument Valley comes to find some sort of peace that without it would not have been there, that’s what it did for me.
One of my best friends was killed at the hands of her husband when we were both twenty, something I rarely talk about but think of constantly…when “Dear John Letter’s” reaches those last few lines I was taken by surprise to have that situation clearly brought into focus. I may be in a different place, the stories may not be the same, yet for me this song kind of helped it all just settle for second, no other song has ever done that.
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“So this is my life, and I want you to know that I am both happy and sad, and I’m still trying to figure out how that can be“
Three important aspects of my life are music, books, and movies. Very rarely do I not end up at the movie theater less than twice a week . I also have the privilege of working at a job where I spend thirty percent of my time at work reading which equates out to about three books a week.
I only give you that seemingly unnecessary information as a segue into this statement. Perks Of Being A Wallflower is my All-Time Favorite book. I’ve never related to a character more in my life than Charlie, even as an adult, it’s as if my thoughts have been written by someone else. “It’s strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book”. And yes Catcher In The Rye is also one of my all-time favorites, sure they feel similar but so does Bob Dylan and Neil Young (Neil Young is great Bob Dylan is the greatest that’s the difference, although J.D. Salinger was a much better writer Chbosky’s story is more personal, more real).
So Steven Chbosky has made what could be the best (or worst) move imaginable by electing to direct the Perks Of Being A Wallflower movie himself. The casting seems off but could work. I’m simply afraid that he cast it the same way summit did with Twilight where they elected to go for what aesthetically made sense when hoping to draw in a pre-existing teen market, I think this is always a terrible move but I’m sure it fiscally makes sense because twelve year olds will line up to see their new trend-crush star in a movie.
Prozac Nation had the same vibe as Perks and the casting of that movie was what set it apart, get someone who can act but feels the need to prove themselves; which could very possibly be the attraction of having EmmaWatson play as Sam and since I already am in love with her I’ll give her a chance, but Logan Lerman and especially Nina Dobrev seem like awful choices for Charlie and his sister. I always imagined Charlie to be, I don’t know, like Conor Oberst (the way I imagined him when listening to lifted not the strung out drunk passing out on stage Conor from 2004-2009 or the enlightened/mature (but still drunk) recent reincarnation of Oberst). I can’t imagine a better fit for Bill than Paul Rudd who is the exact image I had when reading the book so there’s a chance they’ll all be a solid fit. We’ll see.
The one concern I have is the debate I’ve heard abouttime-period. No I DO NOT think the movie should be set in the nineties and I DO NOT think the songs from the book should be used in the movie other than The Smiths “Asleep“. First off the nineties sucked, I was there, I lived it, they were terrible; Fashion was garbage, the music luke-warm with mediocrity, nobody pushed anything, it was all status-quo and “Cool,” it took something like Emo to shake things up enough to get music moving in a creative direction. Yes I know that Emo was borderline garbage thanks to it coinciding with the creation of auto-tune and the first time that home studios were affordable so every kid with an acoustic guitar and well-off parents was able to fill purevolume and myspace with carbon copy after carbon copy of a shitty model (there were some really great bands though) but it took that to get where we are now so I’m thankful for it. Disco was garbage but look at how thirty years later it has developed into Electronic- Pop which is downright good music.
Anyways if there were one movie I could create a soundtrack for it would be Perks Of Being A Wallflower. It’s a dream job of mine to do soundtracks in general (and I really have no idea how to go about doing it) but one in-particular I have daydreams of doing is Perks. Here is how it would go:
*I loaned my copy out so all of this is from memory (I already had the quotes lined up for this) so a few aspects may be slightly out of order or combined*
“And I thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean. I think it would be great to have written one of those songs. I bet if I wrote one of them, I would be very proud. I hope the people who wrote those songs are happy. I hope they feel it’s enough. I really do because they’ve made me happy. And I’m only one person.”
“I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn’t try to sleep with people even if they could have. I need to know that these people exist.”
“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
“Patrick actually used to be popular before Sam bought him some good music.”
“Do you always think this much, Charlie?” “Is that bad?” I just wanted someone to tell me the truth. “Not necessarily. It’s just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.” “Is that bad?” “Yes.”
“I remembered this one time that I never told anyone about. The time we were walking. Just the three of us. And I was in the middle. I don’t remember where and I don’t remember when. I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.”
“I have since bought the record, and I would tell you what it was, but truthfully, it’s not the same unless you’re driving to your first real party, and you’re sitting in the middle seat of a pickup with two nice people when it starts to rain.”
“Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent, and we felt young in a good way.”
“There’s something about that tunnel that leads to downtown. It’s glorious at night. Just glorious. You start on one side of the mountain, and it’s dark, and the radio is loud. As you enter the tunnel, the wind gets sucked away, and you squint from the lights overhead. When you adjust to the lights, you can see the other side in the distance just as the sound of the radio fades because the waves just can’t reach. Then, you’re in the middle of the tunnel, and everything becomes a calm dream. As you see the opening get closer, you just can’t get there fast enough. And finally, just when you think you’ll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you. And the radio comes back even louder than you remember it. And the wind is waiting. And you fly out of the tunnel onto the bridge. And there it is. The city. A million lights and buildings and everything seems as exciting as the first time you saw it. It really is a grand entrance.”
“Sam screamed the fun scream, and there it was. Downtown lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. and in that moment, I swear we were infinite.”
“I just think it’s bad when a boy looks at a girl and thinks that the way he sees her is better than she actually is. And I think it’s bad when the most honest way a boy can look at a girl is through a camera.”
“I guess I could tell people about Punk Rocky and walking home from school and things like that. Maybe these are my glory days, and I’m not even realizing it because they don’t involve a ball.”
“Sam and Patrick looked at me. And I looked at them. And I think they knew. Not anything specific really. They just knew. And I think that’s all you can ever ask from a friend.”
“I don’t know how much longer I can keep going without a friend. I used to be able to do it very easily, but that was before I knew what having a friend was like. It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.”
“Everything can’t be low self-esteem, can it?”
“I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what’s wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense. To make this all go away. And disappear. I know that’s wrong because it’s my responsibility, and I know that things get worse before they get better because that’s what my psychiatrist says, but this is a worse that feels too big.”
“I hope it’s the kind of second side that he can listen to whenever he drives alone and feel like he belongs to something whenever he’s sad. I hope it can be that for him.”
And Sam looked at the paper and then she looked at me. “Charlie. . . Have you ever kissed a girl?” I shook my head no. It was so quiet. “Not even when you were little?” I shook my head no again. And she looked very sad. She told me about the first time she was kissed. She told me that it was with one of her dad’s friends. She was seven. And she told nobody except Mary Elizabeth and then Patrick a year ago. And she started to cry. And she said something that I won’t forget. Ever. “I know that you know that I like Craig. And I know that I told you not to think of me that way. And I know that we can’t be together like that. But I want to forget all those things for a minute. Okay?” “Okay” “I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you. Okay?” “Okay” She was crying harder now. And I was, too, because when I hear something like that I just can’t help it. “I just want to make sure of that. Okay?” “Okay” And she kissed me. And it was the kind of kiss that I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.
“I laid down on his old bed, and I looked through the window at this tree that was probably a lot shorter when my dad looked at it. And I could feel what he felt on the night when he realized that if he didn’t leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs. At least that’s how he’s put it.”
“Sometimes, I look outside, and I think that a lot of other people have seen this snow before. Just like I think that a lot of other people have read those books before. And listened to those songs. I wonder how they feel tonight.”
“So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.”
“Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective. Sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there.”
“It’s great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn’t need a shoulder? What if they need the arms or something like that? You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things.”
“So, if this does end up being my last letter, please believe that things are good with me, and even when they’re not, they will be soon enough. And I will believe the same about you.“
So that's along the lines of how I hope the music sounds when the movie finally comes out.
The Poem Charlie Reads (someone referenced it as E.E. Cummings but I’m not sure if that is true or not)
Once on a yellow peice of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it “chops”
because that was the name of his dog
and thats what it was all about
his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts.
that was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
and he let them sing on the bus
and his little sister was born
with tiny nails and no hair
and his mother and father kissed alot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X’s
and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant
and his father always tucked him in bed at night
and was always there to do it
once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
he called it “Autumn”
because that was the name of the season
and that’s what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
and his mother never hung it on the kithcen door
beause of the new paint
and the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
and left butts on the pews
and sometime they would burn holes
that was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
and the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see santa claus
and the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
and his father never tucked him in bed at night
and his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it
once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
and he called it “Innocence: A Question”
because that was the question about his girl
and thats what it was all about
and his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
that was the year Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end
of the Apostles’s Creed went
and he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
and his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
and the girl around the corner
wore too much make up
that made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
becuase it was the thing to do
and at 3 am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly
that’s why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
and he called it “Absolutely Nothing”
because that’s what it was really all about
and he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
and he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didnt think
he could reach the kitchen—-
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