Story of My Life

My favorite movie moments are the teeniest tiniest ones that don’t really contribute to the plot but make you go, “Oh my God, that’s what I’ve been trying to say!” or “Thank goodness I’m not the only one who does that!” The following scene is from Rush Hour, one of the greatest movies (IMHO) ever, and is a prime example of audiences (IMHO) “relating to the character.” Who HASN’T done this?!

Terrorist Fist Jab?

Did I hear that correctly? I’m not one to disrespect my elders (I will be an oldie too) but are the folks at Fox News just THAT much out of touch that they have to devote three minutes or so of airtime to comment on the context of Michelle and Barack Obama’s fist pound? They even brought in a “body language expert” to help us clue in what exactly is meant by that head scratching “public display of affection.” Well, golly gee whiz!

I feel like I’m being sucked into a vortex of bull caca.

From My Brother's iPOd to Your's

Anybody who knows me knows I’m always on the hunt for new music. It’s a past time that I share with my little high school freshman brother who’s got a penchant for booming bass, beatboxing solos, and songs about my girl leaving me and, damn, I’ve got an icebox where my heart used to be. A couple days ago, I introduced him to M.I.A.’s “Paper Planes” and he went bananas. “I love her beats,” Geoff said. Later that day he added that song to his MySpace profile and recorded it on his cell phone. (OFF TOPIC: Ever since the promos for Pineapple Express came out, “Paper Planes” has been everywhere. Power 106’s been blasting it plus various remixes including my personal favorite, the one with Bun-B and Rich Boy. Check it.). And don’t get me started on Matisyahu. We were listening to the Live at Stubb’s album in the car when number 7, “Beatbox,” comes on. Geoff’s ears perk up and he goes, “Who is this?” Matisyahu. “Oh.” We get home and he Googles away “matisyahu.” Needless to say he was very surprised but impressed upon discovering the man behind the mic.

Anyway, I just hijacked Geoff’s iPod to see what he listens to for a good wind me down or wind me up. Here are my favorites, some of which may bring back high school dance memories:

And, of course,

Enjoy.

Big Things Poppin'

So I’m back in L.A. Do you know what this means? Quality radio! And by quality, I mean better than D.C.’s radio options. I’m not one to hate but let’s be real. It’s L.A. However, Kane, I do miss you and your “War of the Roses” segment.

My hip hop radio stations here blast the hyphy which is just delicious and I think DJ Spinderella is still holding it down at 100.3 Awesome. I miss Steve Harvey preaching it to the choir in the mornings, though. Sniff. At least I can catch Morning Becomes Eclectic from now on so I can get my indie fix. Haha. Oh, and Love Songs on the KOST with Karen Sharp kills me every time. Love Songs on the KOST is equivalent to Delilah After Dark. Love dedications and all that mushy shit. I love when people request songs like “When a Man Loves a Woman.”

Recently, I discovered Roscoe Umali after hearing his song “Live It Up” on Power 106 (Where Hip Hop Lives!). I’m all about representing (He’s a Los Angeleno and Filipino so there you go) so here’s a YouTube link for your listening pleasure. His debut album is still in the works and features the likes of E-40, Talib Kweli, Murphy Lee, and Dead Prez. Production talent from Amil G and DJ Khalil. Not too shabby at all.

Remix with Pitbull and Sinful

Not Guilty Pleasures

I’d say that my friend Karen and I have a varied and rather good taste in music that, for not watching MTV or listening to the radio all that much, tends to be updated quite frequently . She’s one of the few people I know who can spar a decent game of “So have you heard this remix? Oh, really? What?! You’re crazy. YouTube that shit.” I just read that. How snobby. But, really, we’re not!

Regardless, we both acknowledge music sides of us that some would probably be embarrassed about. A couple days ago when Karen got drunk off 50 cent beers, she let it slip that she was bananas over Hall & Oates. She still is. How one can be embarrassed over liking Hall & Oates is beyond me but according to a fellow 50 cent beer boozer, well, Hall & Oates isn’t exactly a group you freely admit to listening to. Eff that. Hall & Oates totally owned that sexy “rock and soul” sound. For real. Turn on “Sara Smile.” You’ll see what I mean.

Check out this Brian McKnight cover of the same song.

If Hall & Oates isn’t your cup of tea, might I suggest my boy Lionel Richie? Oooo, boy.

Enjoy. And when someone questions your “questionable” taste in music, well, whatever, they don’t know what they’re missing. Especially when it concerns great adult contemporary ballads of the 70s, 80s, and 90s.

Are You Listening Man?

The best part about vegging out in front of the t.v. at one in the morning in the Washington, D.C. area is catching my beloved Eastern Motors commercial.  

How’d they get Carmelo Anthony? Oh, D.C. I never thought I’d say this but, strangely, I love you and am missing you already…

Autobiography in Songs

(As of June 12)

Stolen from Aminah.

 

[ Morning ] 1234 – Feist
[ Noon ] Paper Planes – M.I.A.
[ Night ] Every time We Say Goodbye – Ella Fitzgerald 

[ DC ] The District Sleeps Alone Tonight – The Postal Service
[ Los Angeles ] Pictures of Success – Rilo Kiley
[ London ] This Modern Love – Bloc Party

[ On Love ] The Nearness of You – Connie Boswell

[ On Betrayal ] Against All Odds – Phil Collins
[ On Disappointment ] Parting Gift – Fiona Apple 
[ On Heartbreak ] I Fall to Pieces – Patsy Cline
[ On Regret ] Crazy – Patsy Cline 
[ On Happiness ] I Feel It All – Feist
[ On Fun ] Lo Que Paso Paso – Daddy Yankee
[ On Hope ] The Greatest – Cat Power

[ The Only Advice I Can Offer ] Don’t Stop – Fleetwood Mac
[ The Part of Me that Will Never Change ] Tell Me When to Go – E-40
[ On Work Ethic ]  Ready to Die – Andrew W.K.
[ Modus Operandi ] Not A Crime – Gogol Bordello

[ All My Emotions in 8 Minutes and 3 Seconds ] Olsen Olsen – Sigur Ros