polaris – hey sandy
dinosaur – freak scene
and no it don’t gotta do with tha beatles. shut up, bitch.
mash out posse – how about some hardcore
geto boys – my mind’s playin tricks on me
1) doesn’t the word eighth look disgusting? like the startled ejaculation of some wizened-unto-ancient scot?
2) these are the two best songs on that alb, and two of the only good ones (yeah, i said it)
3) that queen jane video is the best. i mean . . . it’s like . . . horses, man!
bob dylan – like a rolling stone (that one really famous live one from ‘66)
bob dylan – queen jane approximately
the slickers – johnny too bad
b/w
cheap trick – auf weidersehen
[note: neither of these have good visual components (the b side is actually kind've hard for me to watch) but are exceptional songs]
bob dylan – man in me (best visual accompaniment i could find. you gotta admit the cohen bros did a damn good job with that intro)
b/w
stones – dead flowers
i won’t go into the ongoing brutal-yet-loving, many-faceted tom petty critique that jesse and i have developed from watching these two videos countless times, but suffice to say we went from morbid fascination/disbelief at tom petty’s inhuman ugliness to a strange and profound love for these songs. they will get stuck in your head and will never ever ever ever leave. WELCOME TOM PETTY INTO HEART (sniveling wet rat horse faced mfucker though he may be).
side a – the waiting
side b – american girl
[ps wouldn't it be great if shellac covered american girl? i'm dead serious. can't you hear albini kind've talking the lyrics in his albini-sinister way? and the "oh yeah all right" would be like the singing in "my black ass." they'd pound the hell out of that kind of rhythm, too.]