What would you do to me?Hey, Patreon people! And anyone else who gives a shit, I guess.
As I am notoriously slow about producing new audio content —I tend to fall into a vortex of “let’s try that again”ism— I was wondering what you think about something like this.… Read the rest “”
Henry V – Act 4 Scene 1… Read the rest “”Every time I see @littleshakespeareanbaby pop up on my dash, I think of this scene. It’s fun, knowing the greatest writer in the English language worked so hard to gaslight society into believing life was always tougher for the bosses.
Henry V – Act 4 Scene 1Every time I see @littleshakespeareanbaby pop up on my dash, I think of this scene. It’s fun, knowing the greatest writer in the English language worked so hard to gaslight society into believing life was always tougher for the bosses.
Your lights are on
but you’re not home
your will is not your own
Robert Palmer’s original Addicted To Love was a smirking, grinding celebration of shameless desire that —in retrospect— seems like an absurdly calculated, on-the-nose bookend to his 1979 cover of Moon Martin’s Bad Case of Loving You.… Read the rest ““Addicted To Love” – Robert Palmer”
Look around, and you will see
This world is full of creeps like me
You look surprised, you shouldn’t be
This world is full of creeps like me
Lyle’s late ’80s/early ’90s approach to his work had a huge impact on the way I view writing.… Read the rest ““Creeps Like Me” – Lyle Lovett”
You stay the night at his house
With no ride to work
And I’m the one who tells you
He’s another jerk
But you’re the one who can succeed
You’ve only got to prove your need
And you do
You really do
One of the best movies of the ‘90s happened to have one of the best soundtracks, because Paul Thomas Anderson was smart enough to recognize and utilize Aimee Mann’s genius.… Read the rest ““You Do” – Aimee Mann”
I’m sorry about your eye
I’ll find a way to make amends
it’s only that sometimes
I have to break before I bend
Ain’t So Easy uses brilliantly observant, fucked-up words to compress the breadth of a man’s abuse of a woman —the violence, the stunted demi-apologies, the minimization, the conflation of love and possession, and the steadily escalating threats— into just under five minutes of song, pairing those darkly persuading, persuasive lyrics with an almost disturbingly upbeat ’80s folk-pop sound.… Read the rest ““Ain’t So Easy” – David & David”
Where do you think you’re going?
Don’t you know it’s dark outside?
Where do you think you’re going?
Don’t you care about my pride?
Where do you think you’re going?
I think that you don’t know
You got no way of knowing
There’s really no place you can go
You gave me fortune
You gave me fame
You gave me power in your God’s name
I’m every person you need to be
I’m the cult of personality
I was still a teenager when this came out. I remember sitting in my room, squinting at a 13” TV as Arsenio Hall introduced the night’s musical guest.… Read the rest “”
I know the blog’s soundtrack is starting to look like a Lilith Fair lineup, but the ‘90s were a very good time for those who enjoyed listening to women howl out their pain.
Intriguingly, at the end of the decade, most of those shattering, disturbing women’s voices were brushed aside by a sixteen year old in braids who was begging to be hit one more time.… Read the rest ““Mother Mother” – Tracy Bonham”
