My Unnatural Obsession with Lady Gaga

So I have developed this ridiculous, unnatural obsession with Lady Gaga. Like, for real. Cannot get enough. Between her, OK Go, and Fourtet, my life has been inundated with music, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but sheesh.

She’s 23, dammit. She’s met the Queen, Barbara Walters, and rarely wears pants. What can I say? She’s intriguing. Yes, I follow her on Twitter. I’m (sort of, but not really) so ashamed.

So here, for Friday, have some Lady Gaga to get you in that party mood:

Formula for a Lady Gaga song (thanks, Steve!):

(RAH)² (AH)³ + [ROMA (1+MA)] + (GA)² + (OOH)(LA)²

“Beautiful, Dirty, Rich” – So very Party Monster.

“Love Game” – The most ridiculous song ever. I swear, Lady Gaga IS my reality TV. She is my secret, trashy, love.

“The Fame”

“Just Dance” – We’ve all been there. Don’t lie.

Update: Got this from Steph today…
Apparently Megan Phelps-Roper and God hang out and talk about how much they hate Lady Gaga. Ohhhh my.


Fourtet – There Is Love In You

Fourtet (aka Kieren Hebden)’s new album, There Is Love In You, is just the beginning of a fantastic year in electronic music. Massive Attack, Groove Armada, Goldfrapp, David Byrne and Fatboy Slim, Gorillaz, and Autechre all have albums due out before the end of March. Holy shit, you guys. I didn’t even realize how awesome this year is until RIGHT NOW!

If the rest of these albums are as good as There Is Love In You, I’m going to be one happy kid! Hebden’s new album is trip-hop in it’s finest hour, seamlessly blending the minimalistic into twinkling, Atari inspired beats. The album starts off with “Angel Echoes” which has these incredibly haunting, abbreviated female vocals eking out the phrase “…there is love in you”. For as pixelated as the vocals are, there’s just such yearning in that voice. This is how vocals should sound on a trip-hop record. I want my heart to break a little.

I’m hopelessly addicted to “Love Cry”, the first single from the album, right now. So. Much. Fun. It starts off with this barren wasteland of minimal beats, but by the end of it, it’s a cacophony of well placed notes and breathy, angelic vocals singing a mantra of the track title. Two more of my favorites have to be “Sing”, an 8-bit throw back, and “This Unfolds” which does just that. It’s got this swell to it that just simply kicks ass.

This album is by far the most punctuated of Hebden’s career and I’m sure his residency at London’s Plastic People has helped. I mean, imaging being able to try out that new track in front of a live crowd at any given moment just to see their reaction. While Rounds has been considered the Fourtet “classic” (and it is a phenomenal album), I really think this one’s going to climb to the top for a lot of Fourtet fans. Even though this album is of such high quality, it’s certainly not perfect, as no album should be. I want to hear where you transition, I want a little but of dust on the vinyl, you know? This is really a fantastic, chill-out album and a great note to start a year in electronic music on. A!

Fourtet’s Site

“Love Cry”

Los Campesinos! – Romance Is Boring

So I really thought that these guys (and gals) had more albums than they do. Apparently, We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed and Sticking Fingers Into Sockets don’t count.

Alright, for the sake of being correct for the masses: Los Campesinos! released their second feature length album, Romance Is Boring today! It’s so much fun! They’ve really evolved from that hyperactive, messy indie noise and have this excellent razor-edged punk sound going on, but with enough melodic female harmonies to make up for it. It’s a surprisingly good blend.

This album has a little bit of everything. From guest appearances from  Xiu Xiu’s Jamie Stewart, Parenthetical Girls’ Zach Pennington, and Dead Science’s Jherek Bischoff to the horns, strings and distorted guitar of the Welsh(ish) septet, this album has a myriad of flavors to be had. Indie goes punk to early 90’s synth-pop and back again.

I’m absolutely addicted to “A Heat Rash in the Shape of the of the Show Me State; or, Letters From Me to Charlotte” right now. One of the poppiest tunes on the album (sans the song below, “There Are Listed Buildings”), it is downright catchy. Gotta love that Modest Mouse inspired name as well. This album really builds well…I find myself getting more and more into it the longer it goes on and the more plays I go through. It’s refreshment in the face of mass produced, radio wonders. With albums like this though, it’s only a matter of time before people realize how awesome Los Campesinos! are. A for you, Los Campesinos!

The Los Campesinos! Site

“There Are Listed Buildings”

Keith Olbermann Rips Pat Robertson New Asshole

*A special thanks to @nathandavishall for pointing out this awesome video!

Keith Olbermann rips Pat Robertson (and Rush Limbaugh) a new asshole.
And holy shit is it awesome…

In case you’ve been under a rock for the past few days, this is what prompted this response:

It’s about time Pat Robertson was reprimanded for his stupid, insane comments. Truly, how terrible of a person do you have to be to say things like that? Ugh.

Vampire Weekend – Contra

You know, I really tried to like Vampire Weekend and their new album Contra, but I really just can’t get over how fucking pretentious these guys are.


I appreciate an African vibe and a solid appreciation of African music, but really? You’re four Ivy League white dudes with trust funds. Really, just get the fuck over yourselves already. Vampire Weekend is simply too hip for me, I guess.

Vocally, it’s kinda neat, and musically, too. Ezra Koenig’s got this Bob Marley/Paul Simon thing going on most of the time, except for the shrieking in “House”. I don’t know what that’s all about, but it’s really unnecessary.”Horchata” is kind of catchy, except when Koenig tries to rhyme “horchata” with “baclava”. It’s like Rivers Cuomo trying to rhyme “bitch” with “kids”: Painful.

What also gets me on this album is the track, “I Think UR A Contra”. You’re talking about a Nicaraguan revolution here, man, you can’t take the time to actually spell out the word “you’re”? Also, Vampire Weekend is certainly not, and never will be, The Clash. Give up on that now, guys and leave Sandinista! alone.

On the plus side, I think that they guys of Vampire Weekend love this album. It’s something to listen to with their hipster friends while they puff away on cigarettes and sip their Starbucks with their superior smugness. These guys are really pathetically hip.

I just can’t do it. I can’t get into this album or this band or even give them a good college (pun intended) try. Because of the one catchy song, it gets a D. Minus.

Vampire Weekend’s Site


OK Go – Of the Blue Colour of the Sky

OK Go released their third album, Of the Blue Colour of the Sky, yesterday and already there’s some serious hype. This album seriously has everything. It’s a little bit of Prince, a little bit of Bowie, a little bit of Nine Inch Nails, a little bit of Modest Mouse, and it seems to me, a little bit of what U2 would sound like if they were any good. Plus, a million other completely awesome musical influences (Peter Gabriel, early 90’s acid-rock, I could go on for DAYS), but this album still has a vibe all it’s own.

Weighty percussion, psychedelic guitar, and heavy synth are definitely the recurring themes of this album, but it’s amazing in how many different ways they pull it off. From the groovy “Skyscrapers” to the straight up disco of “White Knuckles” to the industrial vibe of “WTF?”, there is never a dull moment. It’s kind of funny to think that four white dudes have this much funk. They’re like Jamiroquai, but less creepy. For guys who are as in to sweater vests and ties as they are, you sure can’t hear it on this album. It’s far more leather pants than pocket protector.

I seriously can’t wait to see them dance on treadmills to ” I Want You So Bad I Can’t Breathe”. Dear god, let it be in ass-less chaps a la Prince. That’s the money right there.

Other than that, I really don’t even know what to tell you about this album. It’s awesome. It makes me want to dance and invest a lot of money in glitter. Seriously, check it out even if you aren’t an OK Go fan because this album is so far removed from OK Go or even Oh No, it’s not even funny. This album gets a serious A.

OK Go’s Site

“White Knuckles”

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The Bouncing Souls – Ghosts On the Boardwalk

So, when I first listened to The Bouncing Souls new album, Ghosts On the Boardwalk, I was wholly undecided, but it really has grown on me in a remarkably short amount of time.

I guess I need to come out and say that I love The Bouncing Souls and have so for years. I’ve seen them live countless times, and have funny stories involving Bryan Kienlen trying to give me beer and signing a shirt that I still have (and wear, even though it’s tattered and holey. For those of you who know the story of “The Shed Shirt”, there you go). I do have to admit that I came into this album skeptically. Twenty years and eight albums later, what could they POSSIBLY do on this album?

Oh yeah, they could kick the shit out of your eardrums with it. That’s what could happen.

After a few listens, I started to realize that this album isn’t so much about making new music as celebrating 20 years in the music industry. It has a little bit of everything that a punk album should have…love, lies, politics, and just the tiniest bit of anarchy. It’s a rich, full sound without seeming overproduced. It’s like a best of…except with all new songs. Instead of rolling though their discography for songs, they merely searched for content. For all those similar themes.

It has pop-inspired, infectiously catchy songs that sound straight from the cutting room floor of Hopeless Romantic and How I Spent My Summer Vacation to the hardcore early punk sound of Maniacal Laughter. At this point, I really don’t think the Souls give a shit about what you want…they’ve been around long enough (I was a toddler when they formed. I know, I’m ashamed) that they’re just going to do what they want to do anyway, so why not make it good?

I complain all the time about how bands put all of their good songs at the beginning of the album and the end of the album just keeps droning on and on. Ghosts on the Boardwalk is the complete opposite of that. Damn, after 20 years, I sure hope that The Souls would be able to aptly organize a record. Anyway, this album only gets better as it goes on. It does start off promisingly enough with “Gasoline”, it does go into a few forgettable if not bland tracks like “Airport Security” and the sweet, yet decidedly boring “I Think That the World”.

Soon, though, it picks up with the rough and heavy “Badass” that reminds me of all those summer festivals. Hot and drunk, which is never a good combination. Getting my ass kicked in pits and coming home in a layer of people’s bodily fluids that I honestly don’t even want to think about. Same with “We All Sing Along”. It’s the same feel-good, breezy summer, let’s go get drunk kind of track that “Hopeless Romantic” was. A track that everyone can get along to.

The real gem of this album is “Dub Says True”. Heavy bass, Greg Attonito’s patented vocals, and just catchy enough to make you not be able to get it out of your head. Like “T. Frankenstein” over on Frankenstein Sound System…I remember when The Bouncing Souls weren’t “punk enough”, whatever that means, and it’s super awesome to see them still around, still making music, and still rocking the fuck out. I’m telling you, you may need to listen to it a few times through, but it’ll be worth it. B

The Bouncing Souls Site