Sweet, sweet angst.
Mar. 27th, 2008 09:59 pmI've been generally trying to keep my reading material towards the low-angst and familiar. Ditto with my DVD viewing material. Now is not the time for dark and depressing.
...except.
Except I was a teenager in the '90s. All of my high school years and all of my college years began with 199-. (All of my junior high years, too. Huh. Busy decade.) And so I began thinking that musically, maybe the warm and fuzzy and cuddly thing was...oh, say...Alice in Chains. Nirvana's Unplugged Album. Maybe some early Tori Amos. Ooh, and is that Alanis Morisette I spy there? Haaayayyayayyoow appropriate.
"'Country Death Song' is what this playlist is all about!" I said to
timprov. "I thought you didn't like 'Country Death Song,'" he said. "I hate 'Country Death Song'!" I said happily.
So now I have the first playlist I've ever made with no member of the Guthrie family on it. It is lacking in both Simon and Garfunkel. Dar Williams? No. Ella Fitzgerald? No. Buddy Holly? No. So many lovely things, not on this playlist. Boiled in Lead makes it in on a technicality, since I had a single cherished album of theirs ("Old Lead," if you're curious) when I was in high school. And I couldn't resist a few Mountain Goats songs, because nothing says, "I'm not sure the songwriter made it home from the recording session without stopping off to slit a few wrists, some of them his own," like John Darnielle. He has the grunge nature.
I'm not sure how long this is going to be the thing. Next week it may be singer-songwriters of the early 1970s, folk songs against war, or some other segment of my personal musical history. But at the moment, I have a playlist that includes things I haven't heard or wanted to hear in years, and it's making me grin.
...except.
Except I was a teenager in the '90s. All of my high school years and all of my college years began with 199-. (All of my junior high years, too. Huh. Busy decade.) And so I began thinking that musically, maybe the warm and fuzzy and cuddly thing was...oh, say...Alice in Chains. Nirvana's Unplugged Album. Maybe some early Tori Amos. Ooh, and is that Alanis Morisette I spy there? Haaayayyayayyoow appropriate.
"'Country Death Song' is what this playlist is all about!" I said to
So now I have the first playlist I've ever made with no member of the Guthrie family on it. It is lacking in both Simon and Garfunkel. Dar Williams? No. Ella Fitzgerald? No. Buddy Holly? No. So many lovely things, not on this playlist. Boiled in Lead makes it in on a technicality, since I had a single cherished album of theirs ("Old Lead," if you're curious) when I was in high school. And I couldn't resist a few Mountain Goats songs, because nothing says, "I'm not sure the songwriter made it home from the recording session without stopping off to slit a few wrists, some of them his own," like John Darnielle. He has the grunge nature.
I'm not sure how long this is going to be the thing. Next week it may be singer-songwriters of the early 1970s, folk songs against war, or some other segment of my personal musical history. But at the moment, I have a playlist that includes things I haven't heard or wanted to hear in years, and it's making me grin.
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Date: 2008-03-28 03:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-28 03:08 am (UTC)Huh. You'd think Sibelius would be the diametric opposite of this playlist, but he isn't. Finns know from angst. Just not in Finlandia.
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Date: 2008-03-28 12:18 pm (UTC)Er. I mean, yes, I see what you mean.
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Date: 2008-03-28 03:23 am (UTC)And I love "Old Lead"
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Date: 2008-03-28 05:08 am (UTC)My college days involved a lot of Talking Heads albums on repeat, and then I sort of forgot about them for a while...until I had a child. One day when she was about three my husband was at home with her, and he was at loose ends, so he played the Stop Making Sense DVD for her. It became her new favorite movie that we had to play Every. Single. Night. for almost a year. I am not making this up.
Fortunately we like Talking Heads quite a bit (which is why we have the DVD), but even David Byrne and the Big Suit gets old after six months or so.
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Date: 2008-03-28 12:23 pm (UTC)Heh. Pearl Jam's "Alive" just came on. Which was our Academic Decathlon theme song my senior year. I love shuffle-play.
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Date: 2008-03-28 05:40 am (UTC)...That was such an accurate phonetic rendering it made me really grin.
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Date: 2008-03-28 12:47 pm (UTC)I have also thought since that New Order and The Smiths were producing some pretty broody music during my teenage years, so maybe I'm just fulluvit.
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Date: 2008-03-28 01:56 pm (UTC)I'm trying to think of a medical metaphor and coming up short. Supertasters are coming to mind...
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Date: 2008-03-28 06:03 pm (UTC)"Some flavors are tooooooooo much."
</broody face>
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Date: 2008-03-28 01:17 pm (UTC)The angstiest album of the early 90's for me, though, is R.E.M.'s Out of Time--I can't listen to it without going into a terribly funk most of the time. Even "Shiny Happy People".
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Date: 2008-03-29 02:33 am (UTC)I graduated high school in '89 and have a ton of fondness for '80s music which included some very upbeat goofy silly stuff as well as some angsty stuff. And then there was college in the '90s with the angst and the grunge and all that. And white guys from rural areas trying to dance to hip hop etc. Good times.
And now I'm dismayed because I must've removed my Michael Stipe w/ Space Ghost "Shiny Happy People" LJ icon. Bummer.
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Date: 2008-03-29 12:28 pm (UTC)*gloats*