The day of the album is gone unless the musician provides enough value for the fan so that they are willing to pay for an album format. If not the single track is what we will be buying for a very long time to come. It’s up to the musician.
Sorry, it's harsh, but you wrote like 1000 words that I skimmed (admittedly) that mean nothing. I'm tired of people saying that albums are shite, that they don't matter.
The truth? I want to queue up albums in my iPod; I'm sick of albums being shat on. I like my albums; I want to use that metadata. I can't rate my albums as a group, nor can I browse them easily like that.
It's frustrating — I have a zillion songs, but only a handful of albums I truly love. But I can't work that to my advantage. And you know what? Those albums are great. There is a very real reason I've been listening to some of them for decades ("Appetite…"), some for a year at best ("Untrue"). I'm tired of people ragging on albums. At this point, 10 years into mp3s, you're an idiot enough to buy an album for a single and 10 songs you've never heard, you're getting exactly what you're paying for. You deserve that.
Use hypemachine, use piratebay, use 100 of the resource out there to hear the song you like.
But don't rag on albums. Just like anything else, there are sucky ones. But there are also amazing ones.
So I'm out of town the next couple of days; on top of that, I have been super busy the last week or so — a trend that will continue for the next 3 weeks or so.
So here are a bunch of links (better late than never) that should have been thrown up days ago. Sorry. And yes, I should be back on track posting someday.
Spoiler alert: Barry Allen is returning as the Flash. If you are a nerd, you've known this for months. If you aren't, you don't know who Barry Allen is anyway. Nor why Geoff Johns writing this "Rebirth" series is frightening. Here is my short take: Barry Allen is pretty much the last (only) superhero that has been killed and not come back. This is a really depressing turn of events, undoing decades of storytelling progress to cater to the whims of fanboys. I mean — Johns is bringing back Krypton in the coming months (by taking Kandor and bringing it up to full size. On Earth.) Anyway, this now will complete the undoing of the original Crisis.
Ludachrist, which I haven't had time to listen to yet. But it's compared to Girl Talk — but better. Which I don't find to be much of a stretch, frankly.
I'm not a jazz listener really. Over the years, I've tried to become a little more educated, making sure to listen to Miles and Coltrane and Thelonious from time to time.
Last week, I was in Red Rocks and they were playing Bags' Groove. Which isn't that remarkable, except for the fact that I recognized it and could name it easily.
Guess I have gotten a little more cultured through the years after all.
So I [heart] Radio1. If you have known me in the last 8 years or so, this is no secret or surprise. I listen to it a lot, though less so now that I'm on the West Coast — the time zones aren't as forgiving. But Fridays are always, always, always Radio1 days. I unplug from the iPod and rock Radio1 all day long. Why? Its all their 'weekend has landed' shows, dance and fun.
The day, right now, for me, starts with their afternoon wind down — Scott Mills doing the "Wonder Years" — they pick a year and play songs from that year. It's always the 90s and it's always awesome to revel in nostalgia.
I bought the Arrested Dev Cd when it came out. I listened to it like twice and then sold it. I loathed it. And, judging from my reaction to hearing this song, I still do.
In fact, this might have been the album that prompted me to never buy a new CD without listening to it first.
I think I'm still gagging a little. At least they played Oasis ('Rock n Roll Star') afterwards. I can claim it as some sort of palette cleanser. Which is prob questionable under normal circumstances.
Update: Oh shit. Now they are playing Smash Mouth - "You're a Rock Star". If I hadn't been drinking coffee non-stop, I might be piercing my eardrums. As is, I'm bouncing off the walls, rocking out. This too is frightening news.
Listening to Hall & Oates ("I Can't Go For That") in an elevator, on your iPod, with other people standing with you is totally weird. It's like muzak but you're doing it to yourself. It hurt my head.
Also, this was not intended as a post to discuss why I'm listening to Hall & Oates.
I have Hall & Oates' Private Eyes ON VINYL.
Then why haven't I seen a video of a dance to it?
I heart Hall and Oates. So many people sample their music because they're awesome!