For our first Memoir Mixtape, inquiring minds would like to know:
What was the first song that you were truly & madly obsessed with? And what possessed you to listen to Fleetwood Mac’s “Silver Springs” 304 times over one weekend in 4th grade? Did it lead to a personal breakthrough? Or to a year-long case of insomnia and fitful nightmares starring Stevie Nicks?
Yeah, I was never really the same after that summer.
Not really. Just remember that we’re looking for essay length pieces — not novels. But now that I’m thinking about it…we’d love to see your poems, too. And don’t forget to include a short bio, photo, or any other relevant info you want to be included with your submission should it be included in our first mix.
Years before CougarLife.com was a thing, Andre 3000 had me convinced of the chemistry that could only exist between sophisticated older ladies and younger men looking to hone their skills with someone more experienced. It’s not your typical internship, but worthwhile nonetheless.
Last night, I saw Interpol play “Turn on the Bright Lights” in its entirety as part of their 15th anniversary tour for the album. It was an amazing show, even though the mere fact of its existence made me feel old as hell.
My best friend and I were huge Interpol fans in high school. Hearing this iconic (at least in our own lives) album played live took us back in time, and it felt so good to jam out to those songs together.
In commemoration of the wonderful night, today’s song recommendation is “Say Hello to the Angels.”
Fun fact: Earlier this year, I witnessed a car accident directly in front of me on the freeway while listening to this song for the first time. I probably would have freaked out under normal circumstances, but I was too deep into the chill.
I first encountered Delicate Steve in 2014, when they opened for Tame Impala (who will surely appear on this blog at some point in the future.)
It was love at first listen. I’m not a huge fan of instrumental music, but while Delicate Steve’s entire catalogue is (very nearly) free of vocals & lyrics, it never sounded like instrumental music to me.
To me, that lead guitar (I’m not a musician, so I don’t know if that terminology is correct) acts as the vocalist & storyteller in Delicate Steve’s songs, and it conveys just as much emotion as any human voice ever has.
In “Flyin’ High,” that voice is telling a story about the resilience of the human spirit. It expresses a slow but steady (and ultimately euphoric) realization that things are going to be okay, that there is beauty and joy to be found in the world, and that it’s worth getting excited about.
Holy funk, this song is so good. I dare you to listen just once. You can’t. Unless you’re a masochist. In which case, do your thing.
In the mood for a 3-for-1? Okay, sure.
So, if you’re like me, what probably first drew you into “Them Changes” is that opening drum beat, right? You might recognize it as a sample from Ice Cube’s “It Was a Good Day,” which is another all time favorite jam.
But, if you were raised listening to oldies, you probably know that Ice Cube actually borrowed it too, sampling The Isley Brother’s “Footsteps in the Dark.”