REM did a great (and more famous) version of this, but the original smokes it. What can I say? I’m a sucker for clunky beats and nasal vocals.
REM did a great (and more famous) version of this, but the original smokes it. What can I say? I’m a sucker for clunky beats and nasal vocals.
A lovely song about the isolation of a small town. Parker is another one of these terrific performers/songwriters who has only had marginal commercial success over the years. However, 2012 could finally be his year. Parker will be a pivotal part of Judd Apatow’s new film “This is Forty,” which is a sort-of-sequel to “Knocked Up,” this time focusing on Paul Rudd’s and Leslie Mann’s characters. Should be great.
I can’t find the original version from the stage album, so this really good, but not quite as good version from the movie soundtrack will have to do. The best song from a stellar modern musical. “Hedwig” is everything “Rent” claimed to be: radical, transgressive, emotional, and groundbreaking. The film version (which is probably the only way you can see it these days) is great. It’s so damn good, I almost threw something at the smug host at a local film society back in 2001 when he snickered about how “wacky” this film was. Yes, there are some funny moments here and there, but the film is about as grim and heartbreaking as “Pink Floyd The Wall.”
One of the rare occasions from the mid-1960s where Jagger and the boys played it classy with the ladies. A cool, non-sappy, sincere declaration of love and appreciation. Goes down smoothly like a fine Pinot on a summer night.
Terrific, latter-day Cohen circa 1992. Brilliantly used over the opening credits of Oliver Stone’s film “Natural Born Killers.”
More no-nonsense Australian hard rock. Sounds like Rod Stewart fronting Motorhead (if that’s not a cool concept, I don’t know what is). Along with Bushwick Bill of the Geto Boys and Udo Dirkschneider of Accept, Tattoo’s lead singer Angry Anderson is the best little person to rock the mic … ever.
Man, I love Tim Buckley. He’s often lumped in with other folk artists of the era, but I think that’s entirely wrong. While he strummed a guitar and often sang lovely and sad ballads, Buckley could turn on a dime and be the scariest, most intense motherf–ker in the room. That voice, when it rises and cracks and wails, comes from a private hell that I don’t want to ever go near. Incredibly powerful stuff.
The Ramones had their last hit in 1996 with a garage punk cover of Tom Waits’s “I Don’t Wanna Grow Up.” Tom Waits returned the favor with a smokin’ cover of “The Return of Jackie and Judy” released on a Ramones tribute album. I’ve never heard Waits having this much fun and it’s great to hear him cut loose like this.
The Replacements cover a KISS classic, circa 1984. While many people at the time probably took this to be camp, they actually do a respectful and credible job with this one and if there’s irony here, I can’t see it.
Ween’s gleefully obscene and surreal take on the Irish drinking song and maybe, The Pogues. Loads of really, really bad language on this one, so not safe for work, little ones, or people who are very, very sensitive.