Another genre-crossing thematic playlist! Enjoy!
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL0QOmyo1JgZckEnGWR_Jd751BTEHbEqa2
1) Barenaked Ladies* - Grade 9
2) Nirvana - School
3) Handsome Boy Modelling School - I've Been Thinking
4) Girlschool - Race with the Devil
5) Schoolly D - Saturday Night
6) Deaf School - Taxi
7) Green Magnet School - Windshield
8) Film School - Compare
9) Ninja High School* - Jam Band Death Cult
10) The Invisible College - The Raining Rooms
11) The Dead Kennedys - Straight A's
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Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Thursday, June 23, 2016
On Parry Gripp
Admittedly, I had a hard time coming up with a topic to write about this week. I have a few half formed ideas in the back of my head that might pan out for next week, but nothing really jumped out as something I should write about.
I'm a fan of cute animals. What does this have to do with music though? Well, two things kind of came together for this week's blog post. First, I've been digging deep into my Weird Al collection this week, listening to every album 2-3 times so far this week. Second, an old friend said that she's introducing her young son to Parry Gripp, so we got to sharing Parry Gripp songs this week.
I'm a fan of what you would call "novelty music". I like music that doesn't take itself too seriously, or, rather, music that takes emotion and fun seriously. Most music is serious, but self-righteous musicians, virtuosos who take their craft way too seriously bug me. I have most of Weird Al Yankovic's albums. I have almost every They Might Be Giants album. I have albums from musical pranksters like Negativland, Longmont Potion Castle, Devo, The Dead Milkmen. I have compilations of comedic covers. I collect albums simply because they're weird. But, as Frank Zappa once said, Does Humour Belong in Music?
I'd argue that it does. A good joke in the form of a song can go a long way to making a point. The Dead Kennedy's skewering of the music industry with "Pull My Strings", brilliantly performed live at the Bay Area Music Awards in front of industry big-wigs, was a coup for punk music. Negativland's controversial use of Casey Kasem quotes and U2 samples in "These Guys Are From England and Who Gives a Shit" got them sued but it made a point about cultural appropriation, copyright use and the right of artists to parody and criticize. Weird Al's rework of "Blurred Lines" to "Word Crimes" made a subtle point of using music to educate instead of reinforcing sexist stereotypes, and made the song a bit more punchy to boot.
Which brings us to Parry Gripp. I can't remember exactly when I discovered his music, or exactly which video of his I watched first (It might have been "Hamster on a Piano".) Parry Gripp writes very short songs, usually around a minute in length, and usually about cute animals or absurd things like tacos or Rupert Grint. He's also a member of the comedic pop punk band Nerf Herder, writes theme songs for TV and jingles for commercials. He's even been nominated for an Emmy for his musical work.
His cute animal songs aren't that serious, nor should they be treated that seriously. But, it does take some talent to write something catchy and memorable in just a minute. And his music is definitely memorable. It's insanely catchy and the songs stick in your head for months, and you'll find yourself going back to the videos. Music is meant to make you feel. Even to have fun. While some might enjoy a 12 minute, intricate guitar solo, I prefer a fun song that's going to make me smile or move me in some other way.
A few more Parry Gripp videos:
Baby Monkey (Going Backwards on a Pig)
Turtle
Cat Flushing a Toilet
At the Bunny Festival
Sumimasen
Dog with a Box on His Head
That Skunk is Mad
I'm a fan of cute animals. What does this have to do with music though? Well, two things kind of came together for this week's blog post. First, I've been digging deep into my Weird Al collection this week, listening to every album 2-3 times so far this week. Second, an old friend said that she's introducing her young son to Parry Gripp, so we got to sharing Parry Gripp songs this week.
I'm a fan of what you would call "novelty music". I like music that doesn't take itself too seriously, or, rather, music that takes emotion and fun seriously. Most music is serious, but self-righteous musicians, virtuosos who take their craft way too seriously bug me. I have most of Weird Al Yankovic's albums. I have almost every They Might Be Giants album. I have albums from musical pranksters like Negativland, Longmont Potion Castle, Devo, The Dead Milkmen. I have compilations of comedic covers. I collect albums simply because they're weird. But, as Frank Zappa once said, Does Humour Belong in Music?
I'd argue that it does. A good joke in the form of a song can go a long way to making a point. The Dead Kennedy's skewering of the music industry with "Pull My Strings", brilliantly performed live at the Bay Area Music Awards in front of industry big-wigs, was a coup for punk music. Negativland's controversial use of Casey Kasem quotes and U2 samples in "These Guys Are From England and Who Gives a Shit" got them sued but it made a point about cultural appropriation, copyright use and the right of artists to parody and criticize. Weird Al's rework of "Blurred Lines" to "Word Crimes" made a subtle point of using music to educate instead of reinforcing sexist stereotypes, and made the song a bit more punchy to boot.
Which brings us to Parry Gripp. I can't remember exactly when I discovered his music, or exactly which video of his I watched first (It might have been "Hamster on a Piano".) Parry Gripp writes very short songs, usually around a minute in length, and usually about cute animals or absurd things like tacos or Rupert Grint. He's also a member of the comedic pop punk band Nerf Herder, writes theme songs for TV and jingles for commercials. He's even been nominated for an Emmy for his musical work.
His cute animal songs aren't that serious, nor should they be treated that seriously. But, it does take some talent to write something catchy and memorable in just a minute. And his music is definitely memorable. It's insanely catchy and the songs stick in your head for months, and you'll find yourself going back to the videos. Music is meant to make you feel. Even to have fun. While some might enjoy a 12 minute, intricate guitar solo, I prefer a fun song that's going to make me smile or move me in some other way.
A few more Parry Gripp videos:
Baby Monkey (Going Backwards on a Pig)
Turtle
Cat Flushing a Toilet
At the Bunny Festival
Sumimasen
Dog with a Box on His Head
That Skunk is Mad
Thursday, May 19, 2016
Covers Courageous #8: Burning Sensations - "Pablo Picasso"
Third Thursday of the
month will continue my Covers Courageous/Forgotten Music Series.
Seeing as I've been listening to the Repo Man soundtrack this past
week, it seems appropriate I talk about one of the covers there, and
the larger story of the movie proper.
There are two covers on
the Repo Man soundtrack, Burning Sensations' cover of the Modern
Lovers' “Pablo Picasso” and The Plugz' Mexi-punk version of the
classic “Secret Agent Man”. We'll take a look at the first cover
today.
I've heard Repo Man
described as the first movie that really understood punk rock. After
re-watching it recently, I think this is a good description of the
movie, though the movie really isn't necessarily about punk, but the
social aspects that allowed punk to form. Repo Man is a difficult
movie. It's a cult classic, in that, it's obtuse and artistic, and
not exactly clear on what it means. Overall, the plot is about Otto
(played by a very young Emilio Estevez), a disaffected and
confrontational teenage suburban punk who is bouncing from job to job
and not thinking about much else. After being tricked by Bud (Harry
Dean Stanton) to help him “steal” a car, Otto becomes a repo man.
Against this backdrop, an aimless and broken scientist is driving a
1964 Chevy Malibu from Los Alamos, NM to southern California, and the
car carries a neutron bomb in it's trunk. The scientist, played by
Fox Harris, winds into California, with a strange group of government
agents on his tail, trying to get the car back for the government (or
some other shadowy agency), a group of UFO enthusiasts, thinking the
truck carries the body of four dead aliens, and the repo agencies,
who have $20,000 bounty on the car.
What the film has to do
with punk is both the excellent soundtrack and the actors in the
film. Otto also has a “partner in crime” with Kevin (Zander
Schloss, a later member of The Circle Jerks, who appear on the
soundtrack) who gets fired with Otto from his last job, and his
“gang” of sometimes friends, Duke, Debbie and Archie. While Otto
becomes a repo man, sort of an outlaw style of work that jibes with
his punk leanings, Kevin continues to try to fit in and work a
conventional job, giving up on his punk dreams and buying into
regular society, selling out, as it were. The gang continues to
commit crimes, armed robbery and car theft (which gets Archie
vapourized by the neutron bomb in the trunk, and Duke shot by a store
owner). Why are they like this? It's because of the bomb.
I remember growing up
in the 80s, with the shadow of nuclear war looming over the entire
decade. Punk came out of the disaffection of British youth in the
late 70s, with the economy tanking and the old white male still
firmly in charge, there was little to do but lay around, drink, take
drugs and commit minor crimes. Punk was, at it's heart, a reaction to
society: nihilistic, political and artistic. The Sex Pistols were one
of the more nihilist bands, the Clash one of the more political, and
all of the band were artistic. The Pistols took their cues from
Malcolm McLaren, the owner of the Sex boutique, which catered to
bored urban youth with too much time on their hands. By the time the
punk movement jumped over the Atlantic to New York, it was bands like
The Ramones (clad in leather and eschewing the 60s greaser look and
sound), Blondie (fronted by Debbie Harry and looking like a
punk/disco/reggae merger), Television and the Voidoids (with Richard
Hell sporting torn jeans put together by safety pins, due to poverty,
not fashion) leading the charge. The nihilism was palpably less, but
the art was there. Then, on the west coast of the US, where Repo Man
is set, we had The Dead Kennedys, a viciously political band with a
penchant for injecting nasty, sarcastic humour into their music. Here
is where the Repo Man connection comes in. While the Kennedys aren't
on the soundtrack, their way of thinking is all over the movie.
So, we've got a snotty
youth with nothing to live for. There's no American Dream, it's been
trampled into nothingness by a depressed economy and horrible minimum
wage jobs. Reagan is in the White House, Thatcher in power in the UK.
And there's the threat of nuclear war, epitomized by the Malibu
careering through the Los Angeles streets with a neutron bomb ready
to go off in the trunk. And the neutron bomb itself, it's a weapon
that just kills people, leaving buildings standing. As the Dead
Kennedys so succinctly put it in their song Kill the Poor, what's to
stop those in power from using this weapon on a city, wiping out the
population, then just marching in and taking over the factories,
homes and businesses, and just stop worrying about the poor? There's
little wonder teenagers are so nihilistic. There's also little wonder
why Otto find his new job so exciting. He's getting paid to commit
crimes, drink, take drugs and shoot guns, and getting paid pretty
well to do it.
By the end of the film,
Otto had come into possession of the Malibu completely by change,
locked the car up in the impound yard, then gets set upon by the
government and the UFO cultists, plus a television evangelist and
Scientologists. His friends are gone or dead, his colleagues
bewildered and no one understanding what's exactly going on. Otto and
mechanic Miller (played brilliantly by a bleary-eyed Tracey Walter)
end up being the only people able to get near the now glowing green
car, which is shooting off electrical sparks. Miller takes the wheel
(despite not knowing how to drive) and invites Otto into the
passenger's seat, the car lifts into the air and flies around Los
Angeles before taking off into space. It's only those who are the
misfits of society, the oddballs and the outsiders, the people who
appreciate the absurdities of life that are able to confront the odd
convergence of chance that the car with the bomb in truck represents
that can approach it.
The Modern Lovers fit
semi-tangentally into all of this. Jonathan Richman, the main force
behind the band, serves as a footnote to the punk movement, always
hovering around the edges of punk, but never really being part of it.
Richman was a hanger-on of the Velvet Underground in the early 70s.
The Modern Lovers formed in Boston and included Jerry Harrison (who
went on to join the Talking Heads), David Robinson (of The Cars),
John Felice (who formed The Real Kids) and Ernie Brooks (who worked
with David Johansen of the New York Dolls). The Lovers' first
recorded material was produced by John Cale of the Velvet
Underground. Richman left the band in 73 and moved to California,
joined the Berserkley label, and produced the Modern Lovers' only
album in 1977, which influenced UK, New York and Californian bands.
The Sex Pistols covered Richman's best known song “Road Runner”
for their strange film, The Great Rock and Roll Swindle.
Burning Sensations were
as short lived as the Modern Lovers, producing just two proper albums
before breaking up. Their style was slightly related to punk, feeling
more on the garage end of things, but they had the “melting pot”
feel of southern California punk: the mash up of punk, garage and
Latin. Their one and only minor hit was “Belly of the Whale”,
which was an early MTV staple,. They cover “Pablo Picasso” on the
Repo Man soundtrack, with meshes well with the film. The tune is a
dadaist classic, looking at obtuse Spanish painter Pablo Picasso
cruising around in an El Dorado picking up women, and saying that
Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole. The film's message of
randomness comes to a head in this song and it's the perfect
centrepiece for the movie and the soundtrack.
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