LWA Blog — music

Who Let the Dogs Out is very feminist, queer, angry, funny, super catchy and punk as fuck. I don't know if I'm the target demo ( the hype sticker says "party music for gay angry sluts") but I love this album (I picked up this cool blue vinyl copy from my local earlier this summer). I think if you're human and angry about current events bullshit, you're more than halfway there. Great album. Put it in your ears, listen to the lyrics, feel the burn and get fucking pissed. 

Gonna try this Record of the Week thing, see how it goes. This Natalie Bergman album, My Home is Not in This World, dropped a couple months ago. It's a bit of a grower, I didn't click with it right away. I turned the corner one day when I was commuting to work and it came on randomly. I have a playlist of new stuff I'm interested in checking out, and I had been listening to the albums preceding this one on the list and was too preoccupied to change it. That's what I mean when I say randomly. So, yeah,...

Inspired by my girl group listening a few posts back, I thought I'd make a mix of my faves. Then I decided to throw in some Motown and Stax stuff. Even stretched a bit to some Doo Wop and some 70s soul. Maybe even a little disco. This is what I got. 150 songs and 6.5 hours of pure goodness. At the start, I tried to arrange the order of the tracks, but it was too much. If you're gonna listen to it, best to use shuffle/random play and just turn that shit up.  

One of the best musical accidents of my life was searching for The Sundays' Reading Writing & Arithmetic, but I wasn't sure of the band's name at the time. I was at the Tower Records on Bay Street in North Beach. I wandered around for a bit, looking at the new releases. Then I saw it, and I was sure of it. I picked up a copy of The Innocence Mission's self-titled debut album (1989) and made my purchase. I got home and I was looking forward to hearing that song I liked from the radio (Here's Where the Story...

Had lunch with a friend yesterday in a nearby town (Albany) that I'm not very familiar with. Afterwards, she pointed out a record store that was a block away (Strictly Vinyl in Albany), so we dipped in. A teenage girl and her father walked in to exchange a Steely Dan record (Gaucho) that had a skip or something. I thought this was for the dad, but it was for the daughter! She went to the racks and was pulling out stuff like Dylan, Springsteen and The Beatles. Clearly the dad had been raising her on a classic rock diet and...