Standing on guard

W00t! It’s back!

Cana­di­an World Dom­i­na­tion has returned! Here I thought I was going to have to go trawl the way­back machine’s Inter­net archives, but some­one’s res­ur­rect­ed the site for me.

Some gems:

I’ll leave you with a piece of Cana­di­an music, one that’s been stuck in my head for a cou­ple days now, so it might as well be stuck in yours too.

Locked in the Trunk of a Car

And while I’m post­ing videos from the Trag­i­cal­ly Hip, here’s one of my favourites:

At the Hun­dredth Meridian


I’m com­ing to real­ly like CBC Radio 3. Here are a cou­ple reasons:

What I Need to Car­ry On by the smalls

I need a pack mule
I need some camp fuel
I need a pack mule can car­ry a body, maybe two
I need a pack mule

And Apoc­a­lyp­tic Mod­i­fied Blues by Corb Lund

Have you made your peace with Odin and with Baal and Aphrodite
Cuz there’s a triple head­ed ser­pent here with one hell of a bite
And he knows you…
He knows you and laughs and locks the door

Viking kitties

So I’ve been work­ing in my base­ment for the last few weeks. This means I’ve been lis­ten­ing to rather more radio than I usu­al­ly do.

There are two music sta­tions in town that I like, and in the car I’ll switch back and forth quite hap­pi­ly between “Local Town’s Best Rock” and the col­lege sta­tion. But in the base­ment, on my wife’s lit­tle pink stereo that she’s had for who knows how long, the col­lege sta­tion does­n’t come in so well. (Unless you like sta­t­ic.) So I’ve large­ly been lis­ten­ing the Best Rock sta­tion. They like to play Led Zep­pelin, and some­times they like to play Led Zep­pelin’s “Immi­grant Song”.

Which would be fine, if I’d nev­er seen this.

There. I dare you to not think of that lit­tle piece of online bril­liance the next time “The Immi­grant Song” comes on the radio.

13 basslines

Man, it’s been awhile.

I present: 13 basslines that strike me as wicked cool. Enjoy!

  1. First off, here’s the apt­ly-named Cana­di­an bank 13 Engines with the intro to their tune “Bred in the Bone”. There was a video for this one, which I hap­pened to see a time or two on Much­Mu­sic, and I bought the tape (Per­pet­u­al Motion Machine) on the strength of this song. Lat­er I was ecsta­t­ic to find the CD for five bucks, but that’s a sto­ry that’s already been told.
  2. Next let’s throw a lit­tle more love at anoth­er Cana­di­an band, the Trag­i­cal­ly Hip. They’ve got a lot of great tunes, but the bassline for Blow at High Dough always makes me smile. Maybe that’s because it was the theme song for the fun­ni­est show ever on tele­vi­sion, Made in Cana­da.
  3. What’s that? You want more Cana­di­an bass? Okay, here you go: K‑OS’s Crab­buck­it. This one makes me want to smile, too, and it makes my feet want to walk. Big time.
  4. Ok, now to Cal­i­for­nia, I think. (Don’t wor­ry, we’ll be back in Cana­da before this is all done.) Faith No More’s Midlife Cri­sis is a hard-hit­ting tune, full of grit­ty lyrics like “Go on and wring my neck / like when a rag gets wet”. The kind of stuff I like. Too bad they broke up.
  5. But that’s okay, too, because now Tom Pat­ton is mak­ing music like this track from his Peep­ing Tom project, Mojo. The entire album is amaz­ing, but this one–the first single–remains my favourite.
  6. When I think of the But­t­hole Surfers, I think of two things. One is the Simp­sons episode where the Flan­der­s­es lose their house in a hur­ri­cane and end up liv­ing in the church; the kids dig shirts out of the lost and found, one of them ends up witha But­t­hole Surfers shirt, and says, proud­ly, “Look, Dad­dy, I’m a surfer!” The oth­er thing is their song Pep­per.
  7. Told you we’d be back in Cana­da. Here’s a dou­ble shot from the smalls, “Canada’s hard­est work­ing inde­pen­dent band”. Here’s a snip­pet from their rockin’ clas­sic, Pity the Man with the Fast Right Hand. How can you fail to love a title like that?
  8. And the oth­er one from the smalls, who had an amaz­ing bass play­er named Corb Lund (who has gone on to a roots/country career), is the aston­ish­ing bass solo from Take it from a Rye­man.
  9. Rob Zom­bie’s great­est hits album had a nasty, brutish song called Pussy Liquor. The lyrics may be evil, but the catch­i­ness of the tune can­not be denied.
  10. Next up we have the Beast­ie Boys, with the bassline from their tune Root Down.
  11. And so we come to Primus. It was dif­fi­cult not to make this the “top 13 Primus basslines”, but some­how I man­aged to resist the temp­ta­tion. First up we have the intro to the groovin’ Over the Elec­tric Grapevine.
  12. When Metal­li­ca’s bassist Cliff Bur­ton died, Les Clay­pool, Primus’s bassist, was one of the musi­cians who audi­tioned to take his place. He did­n’t get the gig, but Primus some­times plays Metal­li­ca tunes in their con­certs. There’s a boot­leg out there of Mas­ter of Pup­pets; what I’ve got is The Thing That Should Not Be.
  13. Last but most assured­ly not least, we have the song that got me hooked on Primus: a live ver­sion of their clas­sic Tom­my the Cat.

Tech­no­rati: Thurs­day 13

Post your link in the com­ments and I’ll add it here!

Good Tunes

So I was out dri­ving around yes­ter­day. I dropped Kath­leen off at work, then had to go down to the oth­er end of town* to get a par­cel in the mail. The radio start­ed play­ing dreck, as it will some­times do, so I tried anoth­er sta­tion. Specif­i­cal­ly, the local col­lege radio station.

Like I’ve said before, some­times the col­lege sta­tion will play good stuff, and some­times it’ll be crap, but even when it’s crap, it’s at least dif­fer­ent crap than on the cor­po­rate stations.

Yes­ter­day at about 7:00ish PM, some­one was pro­gram­ming for me. When I got to the mall, where the post office is locat­ed, they had just fin­ished play­ing “More” by 13 Engines. When I got back in the car, I had missed the first verse of “So Gen­tly We Go” by I Moth­er Earth. It was like it was the 90s alt-rock-when-it-still-meant-rawk hour or some­thing. I’m halfway sur­prised there was no Pearl Jam or Nir­vana in the set, but maybe I just missed it.

In short, it made me smile.

Wake me up when the day is late
So I can watch the sun­set and go back to bed
And dream so real of fan­tas­tic things,
Psy­chodra­mat­ic means to uncer­tain ends
I’ll scare you blind with my confidence,
Cool as Jesus and His twelve best friends
And the rea­son we can do these things is that
The earth has told of an out­ra­geous spring

–I Moth­er Earth, “So Gen­tly We Go”

* I make it sound like such a trek, but it’s fif­teen min­utes if the lights are against you. Actu­al­ly, yes­ter­day, it took almost twen­ty min­utes, because of an unex­pect­ed detour.

Some quick reviews

It’s been a busy few days.

Thurs­day: we went to Super­man Returns. The movie was okay, but I think it could have been a lot more fun. Super­man was dull and flat, and Lois was just depressed. For­tu­nate­ly, Lex Luthor was a show-steal­er, and pro­vid­ed most of the laughs (though there were moments where Jim­my Olsen’s imper­turbably pos­i­tive world­view made me think of Will Fer­rell, in a good way).

Fri­day: I bought Clone Wars Vol I and II and Mike Pat­ton’s lat­est project, Peep­ing Tom.

Peep­ing Tom is an eclec­tic mix of tunes. Mike Pat­ton (lead singer for the now-defunct Faith No More, among oth­er things) teams up with a bunch of dif­fer­ent peo­ple. Appar­ent­ly the sound files were trans­ferred via email between the var­i­ous par­tic­i­pants dur­ing the album’s ges­ta­tion peri­od. I enjoy the tunes; some­where online I read that the project is “pop music as Mike Pat­ton would like to define pop music”.

Giv­en that Pat­ton’s voice is one of the rea­sons that I liked Faith No More so much–he’s got a range from gut­tur­al, death-met­al low reg­is­ters, all the way up to a nasal falset­to, and he sounds par­tic­u­lar­ly nasty when he’s stage-whispering–it seems nat­ur­al that I would like this album. And I do.

Inter­est­ing note: One of his co-con­spir­a­tors is Norah Jones. And she swears.

Peep­ing Tom on Conan O’Brien, per­form­ing “Mojo”, the album’s first sin­gle Tak­en off of YouTube due to copy­right violations.

We also rent­ed Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, which was a fun, vio­lent, swear-filled romp. It was a lot of fun to watch, sort of in the Pulp Fic­tion vein (in more ways than one, really).

And tonight I watched Vol­ume II of Clone Wars (I’d already seen Vol­ume I at my sis­ter’s place, cour­tesy of my bro-in-law). Vol­ume II was just as well-done as Vol­ume I. Why o why could­n’t the pre­quel tril­o­gy have been this good?

One of the extras on the DVD was a short film called Revenge of the Brick. It’s bril­liant. Espe­cial­ly the orches­tral bit at the end. Enjoy!

Oh, one more sort-of Star Wars relat­ed item. A cow-ork­er for­ward­ed this to me, and now I’m con­tem­plat­ing buy­ing the album. It’s a song called “Crazy”, by a band called Gnarls Barkley.