Showing posts with label Eagles of Death Metal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eagles of Death Metal. Show all posts
Tuesday, 25 February 2020
Hot 100 #19
This week proved to be most problematic. Normally, I just put a number into the Search Title box on my music player and it gives me a clear list of all songs with that number in the title. When I did that for 19 though, I got thousands of songs - including all the year songs from the 20th Century, from 1901 to 1999, plus any Live recordings that featured a date (Live 1987) or similarly dated remixes (1996 remix). As such, finding songs that featured the number nineteen in the title became an impossible task. I kinda gave up and went by ones I could remember off the top of my head and your suggestions. Luckily, there were some crackers among those.
Bandwise, it proved similarly tricky. The 1975, 1990s and 1910 Fruitgum Company were all disqualified for having their 19 in the wrong place, and the only caveat I allowed for a dated 19 was that I would allow the year 1919. Fortunately, there was a postpunk band from Bradford with just that name...
1919 - Cry Wolf
(Not the a-ha song, in case you were wondering.)
Points also to The Swede for finding a song that referenced that particular year...
John Cale - Paris 1919
That's a belter too.
While The Swede's here... what else does he have for us this week?
Ronnie Hawkins & The Hawks - Nineteen Years Old
Can - Nineteen Century Man
I had money on you suggesting that last one, Swede.
Speaking of songs about being 19 years old, here's another one from Lynchie...
Muddy Waters - She's Nineteen Years Old
Probably not acceptable these days.
And, of course, there's this contrasting pair which featured here a few months back...
Joe Jackson - Nineteen Forever
The Courteeners - Not Nineteen Forever
Thanks to Rigid Digit, Brian and Martin for suggesting those two; the latter was in serious contention for this week's top spot.
Martin also suggested this...
Tom Waits - 2:19
...and something else, which we'll return to a little later.
Before we get onto the really obvious suggestions, here's a few less obvious ones.
Charity Chic offered...
Dave Schramm - Number Nineteen
(Link courtesy of JC, from a recent Schramms ICA over at The Vinyl Villain.)
Jim In Dubai suggested...
A dreadful song and a brilliant song this week, will let you figure out which is which :-)
The Commentators - N-N-Nineteen Not Out
(I think this may have been Rory Bremner if my memory serves me right)
I'm guessing that was your dreadful suggestion. Although it's not quite as bad as Snooker Loopy.
Christmas Island - Nineteen
That's much better.
Finally, here's John Medd, who offers...
Girl -19
Sadly, John, I couldn't find that anywhere on the internet, since putting the words "girl" and "19" into
a search engine led me nowhere. The only info I have is what you gave me...
I used to love this when I was, er, 19. It was their riposte to Alice Cooper's 18. Speaking of which...
Hold your horses, John, we'll get to next week soon enough.
OK, still before we get to the obvious choices, here's the few leftovers I managed to scrape from my hard-drive before the exercise became too futile...
Zolar X - Jet Star 19
Piano Magic - Me At 19
Eagles of Death Metal - I Got A Feeling (Just Nineteen)
(Which is almost as bad as Muddy Waters - although they have far less excuse.)
Smog - Nineteen
Finally then, the obvious ones, starting with Charity Chic, who presumed he was on for a hat-trick this week...
The Rolling Stones - 19th Nervous Breakdown
And then, there was this, which Lynchie thought HAD to be this week's winner...
Steely Dan - Hey, Nineteen
(I also had a version of that by The Atlanta Rhythm Section.)
Both were fine tunes, although the one I considered most obvious was this one, as nodded to by Alyson, Martin and Lynchie...
Paul Hardcastle - Nineteen
To be honest, all three of those were in contention this week... along with the above-mentioned belter by The Courteeners... but it's Martin who takes the prize this week for recalling one of my favourite minor hits from the post-Britpop era, although lyrically it owes a debt to 70s singer songwriters such as Rupert Holmes... and a splash of Scott Walker to boot.
Next week we become adults at last... or do we? Your 18 suggestions are welcomed... and yes, I will allow the 18th Century to get a look in, as I'm hoping there are far fewer songs with dates in from that century than this one... and not many 18th century remixes or live recordings either.
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Friday, 29 April 2016
My Top Ten Pants Songs
Potty training is go* and nappies are yesterday's news. Now, we're all about the pants.
(*Actually, the potty may already be a thing of the past as we're onto trainer toilet seats now. Oh, the legacy this blog leaves behind for my boy to celebrate the pivotal moments of his life through VERY old music once he's a man.)
Anyway, to celebrate... ten songs that are anything but. (Pants, that is.)
10. Soulwax - Proverbial Pants
Soulwax were a great band from Belgium who made pretty bix waves with their album Much Against Everyone's Advice in 1998, after which the brothers Dewaele decided they'd much rather muck around as club djs and remixers than making proper records. Which is a shame, because I loved the disc this came from... although Proverbial Pants is a long way from being its strongest cut.
9. Peaches - Tent In Your Pants
I don't get this song at all. Why would anyone put a tent in their pants?
The tent's so big in your pants, babyOh.
Gonna bring my friends for a dance, baby
Gonna sell those tickets advance, baby
An immense gig up in your pants, baby
8. Sparks - Angst In My Pants
This one sounds like Sparks-does-Abba to me. Which is, obviously, brilliant.
You can dress nautical7. Dr. Hook - You Make My Pants Want To Get Up And Dance
Learn to tie knots
Take lots of Dramamine
Out on your yacht
But when you're all alone
And nothing bites
You'll wish you stayed at home
With someone nice
But when you think you made it disappear
It comes again, "Hello, I'm here", and
I've got angst in my pants
A fun song: remember those, singles chart?
If you don't like this, try Engelbert Humperdink's version. You'll come back to Dr. Hook.
6. Eagles of Death Metal - (I Used to Couldn't Dance) Tight Pants
We should all celebrate Josh Homme's Eagles of Death Metal for bringing the fun back to heavy rock. It'd be a great shame if Paris was all they were ever remembered for.
5. Juliana Hatfield - Leather Pants
(Not available to listen to online so you'll just have to track it down yourself.)
If you're dating Juliana Hatfield, don't ever try wearing leather pants.
Look into my eyesActually, I wonder if she was going out with Randy Newman...
Where the truth is
Do you realize you look stupid?
Get rid of those leather pants
I can't go out like that
You really don't look phat
I can't get down with a Yankee in a cowboy hat
4. Randy Newman - Pants
Will somebody please stop Randy from taking off his pants?
3. Brad Paisley - The Pants
What I like about Brad Paisley is that he knows a large chunk of his prime audience are macho rednecks... and yet he still writes songs like this, telling 'em how things really are. We all know who wears the pants in Brad's house... and it ain't the millionnaire country star.
It's not who wears the pants,Plus, this is the only contemporary country song I can think of that promotes cross-dressing...
It's who wears the skirt
In the top drawer, of her dresser, there's some panties2. John Grant - Snug Slacks
Go try on that purple pair, with lace and frills
With your big old legs, I bet you can't get in 'em
With that attitude of yours, hell, I bet you never will
Breaking the rules slightly, but I'm unlikely to ever put together a Top Ten Slacks Songs.
John Grant paints from a pretty vast pallet, but this one is all done in pink. It's the campest thing he's ever recorded, basically what Prince would have sounded like if he'd been gay. (I was amazed, in the wake of Prince's death, to discover some people actually thought he was. Had they never listened to any of his songs?)
Snug slacks, baby, snug slacksAnd yet... this is still not the campest song in this countdown...
Now you're giving me a different kind of panic attack
Sick joke, baby, crack smoke, now take me out in your pick up for a midnight poke
I said Stonehenge, baby, drug binge
Now you got me all damp down in my underpants
Snug slacks, baby, snug slacks
Now let's get you out of those and see what kind of punch your manhood packs...
1. Jim Steinman & Karla DeVito - Dance In My Pants
The supreme psychotic genius of Jim Steinman, with possibly his most batshit crazy moment.
If you don't know the story behind Steinman's solo album, here's the short version. Following the earth-conquering success of Bat Out Of Hell, in which Steinman finally found an artist who could deliver his Wagnerian pomp-rock with the blood, sweat and conviction it deserved, a sequel was inevitable. Steinman had written most of the songs for the record that would have been called Renegade Angel when a number of terrible things happened: most notably, Meat Loaf pretty much lost his voice. Being bonkers already, and now with an ego the size of Jupiter thanks to the success of BOOH, Steinman decided to record the material vegetarian (i.e. without any Meat). It was a brave attempt, but considering Steinman had neither the voice nor the performing chops of Marvin Lee Aday, the result never really went anywhere. (It was a Top 10 hit in the UK album chart though.) I still consider it a classic album, and prime example of Steinman's Nothing Succeeds Like Excess writing and recording technique (and his knowing knack for self-parody). Many of the songs on Bad For Good would later be recorded by a rejuvenated Meat: in fact, Dance In My Pants is probably the only one left untouched. Posssibly because it's too mental even for Meat Loaf, as the hilariously daft video proves (I love the bit where "Jim" starts dancing).
In another reality, Jim Steinman is treated with the respect he deserves and his place in the Rock Pantheon is as critically-blessed as Elvis, Jim Morrison and Bruce. But he's a lover, not a dancer...
Which want gives you dance (or angst) in your pants?
(P.S. If you're wondering where all the songs about hot pants were... come back soon.)
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