Mixtape Monday: Week of November 13th

Weekly Mixtapes Based Off the Albums I Listened to in the Previous Week!

It’s been a hot second since I posted a new mixtape Monday, my main reason for this was my album listening was pretty low the last two weeks and I also didn’t feel I was providing enough variety in terms of the music found on it, that wouldn’t have been fair for all of you or the most enjoyable listening experience I think. But this week, I was back in action and felt that urge to get back and share the music I listened to with everyone once again! This week we have a nice variety of music I rediscovered, revisited and was just plain new for me, with a variety of genres from electronic, folk, baroque pop, punk, world music, classic rock, electroclash and an entire album of just Theremin music. Enjoy!

  1. P-Model – In A Model Room
    This is probably the third or fourth time a song from this album has appeared on one of these playlist, and can you really blame me? It’s been years of not being able to listen to it in a convenient way and now I finally have that convenience at my fingertips. That’s a lot of years of lost time that could have been spent listening to this album, it’s all happening now.
  2. Meat Loaf – Bat Out of Hell
    I realised I hadn’t heard this one in ages. I have it in my record collection just sitting there, untouched for years. I can’t even remember the last time I listened to it. I had recently been talking about it a lot because it came up as a possible choice for my improv show next month (where improvisers do sets based off records in my collection). Next month I’m doing “Popular” albums and Bat Out Of Hell is one of the well-known albums of all time, how could I not choose it. All that talk had me revisit it, which I’m happy I did because it wasn’t as I had remembered and ended up being better than I did.
  3. Frank Zappa – Playground Psychotics
    When I have long periods at work where I’m just working in silence, it always makes sense to me to listen to incredibly long albums. I have the time right there to be able to listen to them from start to finish and since I’ve been going through Frank Zappa’s entire discography, that long period of silence at work was the perfect opportunity to listen to the next album on the list.
  4. Sufjan Stevens – Illinois
    I had never listened to a Sufjan Stevens album. It wasn’t because I had no interest, or like I was actively avoiding it or anything. I feel like it was one of those that was always in my peripherals in some way but I just wasn’t turning my attention towards it, that is until a friend of mine recently posted about a Sufjan Stevens album he was listening to and I mentioned I never heard one, where should i begin? He suggested this one, so here I am, a person that has now heard it. I have to say I absolutely love how long and ridiculous some of the song titles are, tickled me in the right way.
  5. Bad Brains – I Against I
    Should reggae and punk mix? That shouldn’t even be a question. Both are rooted in revolution in some way, it only made sense the two would eventually blend together with a certain band. That band was the Bad Brains, and although I’ve never really been into reggae music as a whole, the Bad Brains incorporate it in such a way that makes me love it, but that could also just be more because I love punk music as a whole. Which one is it? I might never know.
  6. Circle Jerks – Group Sex
    Nothing like some group sex and a good old fashioned circle jerk to get the heart pumping.
  7. Devo – Oh No! It’s Devo!
    I’ve talked about this album many times, mentioned it’s my favourite of all time and that it would probably appear again… so are you really that’s surprised that it’s here once again? Really? REALLY?!
  8. Skunk Anansie – Post Orgasmic Chill
    I had heard this album once a long time ago and had zero memory of it. Absolutely zero. Like you couldn’t ask me to tell you what happened on it because I would have been incapable to tell you. I wouldn’t have even been able to tell you what genre it was or how it even sounded, that’s how much my brain had removed it from my memory. When your memory forgets something that strongly, it’s usually a good sign that maybe, just maybe, you should revisit it, the bonus is it’s like listening to it as if it were the first time again!
  9. Sparks – Propaganda
    Hello soldier boy, it’s Propaganda by Sparks! An album that could be listened to At Home, At Work, At Play, no time is a bad time. No Reinforcements required as you can listen to it alone, whether it be 2023 AD or 2023 B.C. it’s always a good time. If someone says to listen to something else, you tell them Thanks, But No Thanks and turn to your other friend and say Don’t Leave Me Alone With Her, because someone who suggests something other than Sparks is not a person to be trusted. Be careful because you should Never Turn Your Back on Mother Earth and find SOmething For the Girl With Everything. ACHOO! Bless you, sorry had to sneeze. I sometimes ask myself Who DOn’t Like Kids, but to those who don’t like kids or Sparks I say Bon Voyage, see you later.
  10. The Magnetic Fields – 69 Love Songs
    Talking about long albums earlier, holy shit is this album fucking long. The name of the album is no joke because this is indeed 69 Love Songs, you couldn’t get a more straight-forward album title. Can’t complain about it’s length because the album literally tells you exactly what you’re gonna get. 3 hours of 69 love songs… that number must have been chosen deliberately. Reserve an afternoon, heck a whole day, because you’ve got one album to listen to the whole way through.
  11. Beth Orton – Central Reservation
    This album has always been on my radar, something about the album cover has always been alluring to me. Maybe it’s the smirk Beth Orton has on the cover, or the simplicity of it as a whole, there was always something that had me interested in checking it out. I didn’t for the longest time for no other reason than it’s on the 1001 Albums list and I figured I’d save my first listen for when I get to it. At the rate I’m going though that might be a few years before I do. I figured, fuck it, that’s too long, I’ll finally give it a listen and check it out and it was worth the wait, I have to say.
  12. Le Tigre – Le Tigre
    Heard this album for the first time about two months ago, fell in love with it, wanted to listen to it again and loved it even more the second time around. It’s a true love story in the making, my love affair with this album and I feel that love will just keep on growing. I can see this one quickly becoming a top 20 favourite… all those albums on my top list better watch out… a new album is in town to knock them down. 
  13. Les Rythmes Digitales – Darkdancer
    This is another case of an album that had a cover that intrigued me. The cartoon drawing just caught my eye and I was always curious as to what this album would be. After reading it was some dance electronic album that tried to capture the spirit of 80s dance music but updated with modern equipment, I knew I had to listen to it immediately. I was not disappointed in the slightest. I found myself dancing and bopping and swishing and swooshing all throughout the album. Any album that makes me dance in that way is an album that will be on rotation for sure.
  14. Electrocute – Troublesome Bubblegum
    The short lived genre of Electroclash offered quite an electrifying array of albums and Troublesome Bubblegum was always one of my favourites of the genre. It’s like a sugar coated dance party wrapped in tutti frutti bubblegum. What’s not to love when you’re bombarded with that amount of sweetness.
  15. The Undertones – The Undertones
    No band captured what it was like to be a teen in the late 70s as well as The Undertones did. They oozed a youthfulness unlike any other and expressed their woes, angst, pleasures and highs with the energy of a typhoon. We’ve all been 16 at some point (unless you’re younger than 16 than obviously you haven’t) and all their music is at once relatable and just a ton of fun. Being a teen never felt so great with The Undertones.
  16. Joanna Newsom – Ys
    Another case of an album being nowhere to be found on Spotify, which is a shame because I’d love to be able to revisit it more often but can’t since it’s not the most convenient one to listen to. Thankfully, it is on youtube and surprisingly, despite being a style of music I usually never listen to, I find myself completely endeared to the vocal charm of Joanna Newsom. Listening to her, it’s hard to believe she’s married to Andy Smaberg, whose music could not be any more different than hers. While his is as immature as it gets, she exudes a maturity that is rarely seen in music with a poetic flare that could equally work in written form as it does musically. I’d buy this if I could.
  17. Clara Rockmore – Art of the Theremin
    An album filled with only Theremin music? Is that an album I’d really listen to? You’d better believe your sweet bippy it is.
  18. Talk Talk – The Colour of Spring
    All I do is Talk Talk, why can’t I just listen to music and shut up once in a while?
  19. Electronic – Electronic
    The title of the band and album give away exactly what you’re in for, electronic music and very dancey electronic music. I feel like this is the 200th time I’m talking about this style in this post. What can I say, I love synthesizers and I love to dance. The combination of the two hit my sweet spot in a way that no other music can (OK maybe some other music can but hey I gotta say something hyperbolic here). 
  20. The Strokes – Angles
    Weeks ago, someone had suggested I check out this album because it was their favourite. I assured and promised them that I would… weeks later, I still hadn’t checked it out. Well, I finally remembered about it and had promised them I would. So I did. And here it is. Enjoy.
  21. Badly Drawn Boy – The Hour of Bewilderbeast
    The main reason I had decided to check out this album was because I had read somewhere that there was a song on it that seemed to be heavily influenced by the Banana Splits Theme Song. Hearing that I felt I had to listen to this album because what would an album inspired by a childrens theme tune sound like? This album was completely different than I expected and it took me more than halfway through the album to hear the one song that sounded like the Banana Splits Theme Song. I was so crushed it was only that one song and not the whole album. I wish I was joking about this… I’m not.
  22. Arcade Fire – Funeral
    Let me tell you something about my experience with Arcade Fire. They’re originally from my home town, so there should be some pride there when it comes to them… there isn’t. In my hometown, I saw them perform a free live show for the Jazz festival. I figured why not go see them, it is free after all. Even free felt like I paid too much because holy crap was the show boring as all hell. This band has absolutely zero stage presence. I was so bored I just left and that experience really painted my feelings towards Arcade Fire. Fast forward to modern day and I found myself enjoying one of their songs quite a lot. It was strange because I found myself thinking “this isn’t the same band I remember seeing live all those years ago”. After years of avoiding them, I finally listened to one of their albums and absolutely loved it. I would never see them live but at least I know they sound great in the studio. 

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Solid Air

#282

Album: Solid Air

Artist: John Martyn

Year: 1973

Length: 34:44

Genre: Folk Rock / Folk Jazz / Folk

“And you’ve been painting the blues
And you’ve been looking through solid air
You’ve been seeing it through
And you’ve been looking through solid air
Don’t know what’s going ’round in your mind
And I can tell you don’t like what you find
When you’re moving through solid air, solid air”

Solid Air

I’m really excited. I’m about to go on an awesome three-album run. I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time ever since I first heard it about two years ago, I couldn’t wait until I got to the point that I was actually here, in the moment, at this exact three-album run. It’s honestly one of my favourite three album runs from this whole list as it’s three super solid albums that I absolutely adore and for three different reasons! There’s been so much variety in this list and of course the experience changes from album to album, but I haven’t yet felt such a satisfying three-album run than the one I am about to embark on. So strap yourselves in because I’m about to get really excited!

Solid Air is the first album in the amazing three-album run. Perfect way to start it, it’s slower, chiller and has those jazz lounge vibes that can make you feel cool. My love for this album came from a very unexpected place. By now, following me on this journey, you already know my feelings when it comes towards Folk music. I’m not a fan, I don’t hate it, but I don’t enjoy it either. It’s always been this lukewarm, middle ground, almost apathetic feeling towards the genre as a whole, with some exceptions but those exceptions were Bob Dylan and I feel that doesn’t count because of the powerhouse of an artist he was. John Martyn and his album Solid Air is now one of those exceptions.

Can you believe my reaction, while driving down to Quebec to visit my parents, this comes up in my car and instead of feeling nothing towards it or feeling incredibly meh feelings, I was captivated entirely by it? I couldn’t believe it either. The opening title-track just sucked me in completely. The mix of Folk and Jazz was just so beautifully done I couldn’t keep my ears off it. Follwoed immediately by an upbeat acoustic guitar diddy, I was hooked and it would take a lot for me not to keep listening. Could it be, I was finally loving a folk album? Like truly loving it? Not just appreciating it for what it is, but actually enjoying it with all my heart? This was the one, I told myself, this is it, the folk album I would fall for.

How could I not, it was just one Solid (heheeheh) tune after another. They flowed seamlessly yet still provided enough different vibes from each other to keep it interesting and engaging. I read a review that stated that John Martyn “shows the entire spectrum of music that [he] has at his fingertips” and I feel this couldn’t be more true. Everything he could do with the genre, he does here in this album. Every emotion you can portray, every sound that it offers, every vibe and piece of the folk genre is on full display here and it feels like he not only utilises it all but also pushes the boundaries of what he could do with it too. I don’t know much about the folk genre, but this is definitely the feeling I get when listening to this. He doesn’t let a moment go to waste and just pushes it to it’s max.

This truly feels like an album that has a little bit of something for everyone, and not in a way that is pandering or made for mass appeal, it just has that kind of variety to it as a folk album. It also perfectly sets up the three-album run we are about to embark on. Getting you neatly in the mood to listen to music, chilling you out and creating the right vibes that build up neatly for when the second album on this run kicks in. Strap yourselves in because it’s about to get wild!

Favourite Song: Don’t Want To Know

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Pink Moon

#262

Album: Pink Moon

Artist: Nick Drake

Year: 1972

Length: 28:22

Genre: Folk

“I know you
I care too
I see through
All of the pictures that you keep on the wall
All of the people that will come to the ball
But hear me calling
Won’t you give me
A free ride.”

I always find it difficult when I hit a Nick Drake album. Mainly due to the inevitability that with each approaching album his untimely death comes closer and closer. Taken from the world way too soon all because he lived during a time when mental illness and mental health issues just weren’t understood as well as they are today. A man who kept falling deeper and deeper into a darkness that over took him with no way of getting help. This darkness was often reflected in his work as there’s always this underlying eeriness to it all and this album is no exception. Being the third, he was the furthest into his deep darkness and you can feel it all throughout the album.

This album is sad. This is the saddest album I’ve ever heard in my life. It’s haunting and beautiful and this is coming from someone who doesn’t enjoy folk music. Nick Drake fuelled every emotion he had left into this compact album, that is incredibly short, under 30 minutes long! Probably because he just didn’t have the energy to make longer songs, which falls neatly in place with what he was going through at the time. Was this album purely a therapeutic album for him, a way to convey his feelings the only way he could at the time? Possibly, but that doesn’t take away the fact he created a piece of music that is harrowing, mesmerising and chilling. I’m not surprised when people call this his masterpiece.

The funny thing to me, which is something I definitely understand, and probably contributed to his depression even more, was that he didn’t even get the recognition he deserved until after he passed. All his albums didn’t sell that well and never met their audiences until years and years later. Now he’s received the accolades he so rightfully deserved, but at the time, he barely got recognition for his efforts. Almost like he was invisible to the world, just passing by, no one noticing. This often has me asking the question: Why is it something bad has to happen to someone for people to start acknowledging them?

Let’s be honest, we see it happen all the time. When a celebrity ends up committing suicide, everyone comes out of the woodwork to talk the importance of mental health awareness, numbers to suicide hotlines, telling people to reach out if they feel sick. But, these exact same people suddenly turn a blind eye when it’s happening to people in their own backyard. Anyone who has suffered who has tried to reach out has received the classic lines: “Oh jees, I don’t want to deal with this”, “Can you like not? You’re bumming me out”, “Can’t you just be happy?”, *No response, complete ignore*. Suddenly, these exact same people go from talking about the improtance of helping each other out in times of crisis to being completely shocked that someone they eprosnally knew was THAT sick.

“I had no idea” they exclaim to the world, “they seemed perfectly happy, I wish they reached out”. Umm… guess what genius, they probably did. Many times. They were probably reaching out to you very often, you just didn’t notice because you’re so self-absorbed in your own world and, this is the obvious one, because you don’t actually care about people and their mental health issues, no matter how much you share that you do to social media, the reality is when faced with it in real life, you run away because it’s much harder and darker in person than in the romanticised fantasy in your head.

I get it, we lived in a celebrity obsessed world, so when they off themselves, it’s important to share the message because celebrities are more important than the actual people in your actual life surrounding you everyday. Real people, you know personally. Want to stop being surprised? How about being there for them when they reach out to you, just LIKE YOU SAID YOU WOULD. How about stop ignoring people when they’re clearly not feeling well. How about take time to get to know people, and I mean everyone, not just people you feel you can benefit from (another aspect causing these other people to fall deeper into the darkness). In my life, you know how many times I’ve attempted to reach out to people, let out cries for help and they went unnoticed, ignored, discarded, dismissed and completely brushed to the side? MANY MANY MANY MANY TIMES. So next time someone is telling you they aren’t doing well, maybe do exactly what you said you would and talk to them, be supportive. Isn’t that what you would want? Why aren’t you lending the same actions to others as you would want to be done to yourself? This is the golden rule for a reason.

I digress, but this is important because inevitably when a celebrity is lost due to mental health issues, the hypocrites and bullshitters pop out of the caves to use these deaths as a means to show the world that they’re actually advocates and care, when in reality, they obviously don’t. Shocking right? They’re using social media to lie. Using it to “sell” themselves as better than they really are. Crazy, I know.

Actions speak louder than words. Put your money where your mouth is. If your actions don’t match what you say, than you’re just talking out of your ass.

Nick Drake deserved better than what he got when he was alive. We can do better. We all can.

Favourite Song: Which Will

-Bosco

1001 Albums: John Prine

#237

Album: John Prine

Artist: John Prine

Year: 1971

Length: 44:07

Genre: Folk / Country

“I heard Allah and Buddha were singing at the Savior’s feast
And up in the sky an Arabian rabbi
Fed Quaker Oats to a priest
Pretty good, not bad, they can’t complain
‘Cause actually all them gods are just about the same
Pretty good, not bad, I can’t complain
‘Cause actually everything is just about the same”

Is it possible?

Have I actually found a country/folk album that I… like? That I enjoy? That I genuinely , whole-heartedly would listen to because I wanted to? This is like finding the Holy Grail. With the exception of Outlaw Country music, I never thought I’d ever find an album of this style of Country that I could say I unironically do enjoy. I didn’t think I would, and the first few times I did listen to this I didn’t truly appreciate the songwriting of John Prine, who I now feel is like the court jester of the country music scene. This time around I was listening, actually listening, and found myself smiling, laughing, guffawing throughout the album and it was never a sentiment I ever would have thought I’d feel in regards to Country and Folk.

John Prine is funny, like legitimately hilarious. Humour permeates throughout this entire album that I found myself laughing out loud on multiple occasions. John Prine has an acerbic wit that I hadn’t seen before in this style that it caught me off guard in the best way. From the first song Illegal Smile, he hooked me with his one liners, funny observations and sarcastic, dry humour, that it had me engaged enough that I was listening to the lyrics of every song intently so as not to miss out on any of it. I mean, starting the album with a song calling the idea of putting on a mask of a fake smile so as to appease people as an Illegal Smile, not only hits me right in my values but makes me feel happy inside to hear an attack on inauthenticity. Plus it ends with the wonderful non-sequitur of “well done, hot dog bun, my sister’s a nun” which is more than enough to win my heart.

I find this set the tone of the rest of the album perfectly. I expected more of that acerbic wit and wasn’t disappointed in the least. I was met with some great lines that just suck with me like:
“Jesus Christ Died for Nothin’, I suppose”
“Your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore”
“But when they were finished there was nothing to say,
’cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.”
“Pretty good, not bad, I can’t complain
But actually everything is just about the same”

I could go on but then I’d be here writing for way too long. There’s just a plethora of great lines and fantastic storytelling that tackles a little bit of everything you’d expect from country music: religion, patriotism, love affairs, music, good times, etc. But manages to flip a lot of these ideas on their head, either critiquing them, subverting our expectations or singing with his tongue firmly placed in his cheek. It’s almost like country music that parodies country music while still being amazing country music in it’s own right. Ok, that’s not quite right, but that’s the best I can explain the sentiment I felt while listening to it and I’ll stick by that until I think of a better way to express it.

I was definitely moderately surprised by my enjoyment of it, even now I still find myself singing Sam STOOOONE in the same way he belts it out with that southern drawl of his. John Prine is a peach and this album was as ripe as any peach could be and that’s the way I like my peaches.

Favourite Song: Illegal Smile

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Blue

#230

Album: Blue

Artist: Joni Mitchell

Year: 1971

Length: 35:41

Genre: Folk / Folk Rock

“The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in ’68
And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
You laugh, he said you think you’re immune, go look at your eyes
They’re full of moon
You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
All those pretty lies, pretty lies
When you gonna realize they’re only pretty lies
Only pretty lies, just pretty lies”

It’s great to see two Canadians featured back to back on this list. It really makes me proud of my country to see how much talent gets exported from our nation. Especially, when it’s BIG talent that makes a huge impact and leaves a nice dent in their artistic medium of choice. We’ve had actors (Jim Carrey, Dan Aykroyd, Ryan Reynolds, Elliot Page, Michael Cera), Authors (Margaret Atwood, Mordecai Richler), bands (Rush, Tragically Hip, The Band, Arcade Fire, The freaking Safety Dance band (Men Without Hats), Musical artists (Neil Young, Leonard Cohen, Shania Twain, Alanis Morissette, Celine Dion) and those of other types of artistic talents (Pamela Anderson).

Joni Mitchell stands as one of the greatest exports Canada has ever given to the world. I may not be a fan of Folk music but, by god, I was invested in what Joni had to tell me. Her musical prowess was such that to this day she’s still talked about with high praise from fellow Canadians. When I originally posted the album cover parody of Blue, I had a good number of people commenting about how this was one of their favourite albums. Absolute adoration for this album and Joni were just pouring from left, right and center. I honestly didn’t realize she was held this deeply in the hearts of everyone around me, but after listening to this album, I can definitely understand why.

There’s a reason Joni Mitchell called this album Blue. Not just because one of the songs on the album shares a name with it, but because Blue is the colour of this album, sonically speaking. She sings in shades of Blue throughout the album, hitting melancholy, sorrow, longing, grief, bittersweet, cynicism… I could go on but I don’t want you to start feeling Blue yourself from reading all these emotions. It’s a sad album, there’s no doubt, but what makes it hit even harder is how honest it all is.

Pouring your heart out into your art is not easy. Joni Mitchell is one brave woman as she presents herself in the most vulnerable way possible, sharing her life with the audience in a sincere and provocative way. This is a woman sharing her deepest, darkest secrets, giving us a look into her life and soul, being completely naked for all to see. She shares events going on in her life, her relationship with James Taylor, her inner turmoil. It is at once devastating and also pure. She even had Kris Kristofferson exclaim to her to “keep something to [herself]”. This quote by Joni Mitchell says it all:

“The Blue album, there’s hardly a dishonest note in the vocals. At that period of my life, I had no personal defenses. I felt like a cellophane wrapper on a pack of cigarettes. I felt like I had absolutely no secrets from the world and I couldn’t pretend in my life to be strong. Or to be happy. But the advantage of it in the music was that there were no defenses there either.”

Joni Mitchell

With something this deeply emotional, it’s easy to see how it could resonate with a lot of people. We’ve all gone through difficult times in our lives and probably felt a lot of what Joni was singing about at some point or another. I could definitely relate to some of the songs off the album, found myself understanding what she was singing because I had been there before too. I knew what that feeling was, but they were also feelings of the past. Things that have gone by already and were thought of more in a “Yup, been there. I get you, Joni” kind of way. Empathizing but not falling into my own emotional well. That was, until the last song started to play. This one caught me off guard. The minute those lyrics fluttered into my ear, I was at the attention and it just hit me hard.

When it’s come to love and romance, I’ve sadly become incredibly cynical and disillusioned. 2-3 massive heartbreaks will do that to you. Most of us have had the experience of falling deeply in love with someone and that relationship ending really badly, leaving you devastated, hurt, in pain, drowning in your well of emotions. I’ve had that happen to me three times in my life. Everytime I feel like one is finally going to work, it ends up blowing up in my face. I’ve come to the point that the idea of loving someone in a romantic way just terrifies me to no end. That fear of giving 120% of myself to someone only to have it blow up in my face, my soul and heart ripped apart into tiny pieces. The constant failings have made me cold and distant towards the idea of love and romance. I already feel my mind blocking me off if I even grow close to someone as a way of protecting me. Just stuck in the same cycle over and over again. You think things will be different, but it’s always the same. You lose yourself into the other person, deceiving yourself, becoming something you detest. I’d like to be happy and to think I can meet a partner, but my experiences are making me feel otherwise. I’ve become way too cynical for my own good and Joni Mitchell’s “The Last Time I Saw Richard” just hit me differently than any of the other songs.

However, I get solace in the fact that she sings:

All good dreamers pass this way some day
Hidin’ behind bottles in dark cafes
Dark cafes
Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings
And fly away
Only a phase, these dark cafe days

That gives me some reassurance that I will pass through the other side.

It’s only a phase. Phases don’t last forever.

Favourite Song: The Last Time I Saw Richard

-Bosco

1001 Albums: American Pie

#223

Artist: Don McLean

Album: American Pie

Year: 1971

Length: 36:24

Genre: Folk / Folk Rock

“Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin’ this’ll be the day that I die
This’ll be the day that I die”

Now THIS was a nostalgia trip for me. Not the album as a whole but the main tune of the album, the titular song, American Pie. Once again, I will refrain from cracking jokes and being immature. Yes this album and famous song shares the same name as a popular teen sex comedy franchise. No that isn’t the reason American Pie made me feel nostalgic. I did see those movies as a kid/teen, and I’ve seen a vast majority of the franchise and yes have enjoyed it. But that’s not why this album gave me nostalgic feelings. So if you’re expecting any types of jokes revolving around pie fucking, Stifler’s mom, this one time at band camp, or any declarations of the word MILF. You won’t find that here, it won’t be that kind of post.

No, this song was nostalgic for me mainly because it was a song I heard a lot in my childhood. My dad owned one of those mix cds that had a variety of old classics on it and this was one that appeared on them. I remember listening to it a whole lot, something about it just stuck with me. I listened to it so much, I used to know the song by heart and would sing it out loud for whoever would hear. I remember standing in the front lawn belting it out super loudly, I’m surprised nobody said anything at the time. They just accepted it was happening I guess. It was also the first song I ever learned by heart (it was either this or All Star, the timeline is a little skewed, my memory isn’t that great). Surprisingly I still remembered every word of it. Except for certain verses, mainly because the version I sued to hear was a shorter one that ended after the third verse. I only ever heard it up to there and didn’t even know there were more verses. I don’t know them, never bothered to learn them, but those first three have remained solid for me ever since (even if at a young age I was singing the wrong lyrics sometimes).

Looking back, it’s kind of funny how that was a first for me in terms of music as a whole because of the subject matter of the song. It’s as if it would foreshadow what was to come in terms of my love for music. I never thought about it until recently, but it’s such a perfect symbol of what was to come. For those who don’t know, American Pie is about the sudden deaths of three Rock icons, Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and The Big Bopper. One of the most infamous plane crashes of music history that silenced Americans. Occurring in 1959, Don McClean was just a youngun and it was a moment that stayed with him. This song represented the feelings he felt at the time and he uses a lot of metaphors to describe the events that came after, specifically regarding music. The event is famously known as The Day the Music Died thanks to Don McClean’s American Pie as he refers to this moment as such. The first verse relates all to how he heard the news and his initial reaction to it, while the following verses recount the aftermath. Don McClean makes references to various artists, for example the king is Elvis, the jester is Bob Dylan, the quartet that practiced in the park is The Beatles.

I’m not going to do a deep analysis of the song. There’s already a ton of sources that explain every reference he makes and a quick google search will help you find that. My point with explaining that was, just as much as this is a love letter to music and is a song about musicians and the music landscape, I would eventually become heavily interested in it. I became a massive music lover many years later and have been called a walking encyclopedia of factoids when it comes to music. I delved into some music history and my love for music has grown especially with this list. To top it all off, Weird Al Yankovic (who funnily enough I’m currently listening to), did a parody of American Pie called The Saga Begins that chronicled the plot points of Star Wars: The Phantom Menace. It stands as one of Weird Al’s best parodies and was my initial exposure to the funny man. I’m a big Weird Al fan and it’s really with him that my music loving journey started. I always loved songs but Weird Al is where I started to become obsessed. I downloaded all his songs, had to know every single one. Weird Al became a gateway to my eventual music tastes. Hearing his style parodies, I had to check out the original bands he mimicked and fell in love with them and from there kept discovering new bands, new genres, and eventually leading to where I am today. It all started with Weird Al, but oddly it started with American Pie in a strange way. Predicting my love for music and how I’d get there.

I know I only focused on one song here and this is an entire album, but based on how much of impact American Pie (the song) had on me, I think I can get a pass for putting all my focus on it. The rest of the album is kind of a bleak and melancholic look at Don McClean’s own disillusionment that was occurring to many people at the time. The hopefulness of the 60s was turning into the cynical 70s and that hope that Don probably felt during the 60s was turning on him, so he made an entire album following these feelings. Although we do get one jaunty little ditty with Everybody Loves Me, Baby, the upbeat tempo seems to overcompensate for the desperation of having someone like them, which is the undertone of the song. From loss, to disillusionment, to grievance and to hopelessness, Don McClean explores all these feelings and it feels that way. The rest of the album sadly didn’t do much for me and with an opener like American Pie, it’s hard to follow. His tune Vincent did garner some praise, it was a chart topper and was even included in the 1001 songs list (American Pie was NOT), so clearly it was important in some way 9I just don’t know and don’t feel like researching about this particular tune at the moment, just lack of interest).

It’s a shame, one tune had one of the biggest impacts in my life while the rest of the album just didn’t do anything for me. Funny how that happens sometimes… that being said, I will always hold American Pie in a special place in my heart and that will never change. That song was important for me, more than I realized and I thank Don for it. I wouldn’t ask for it to be any different. I feel I’ve come full circle now, starting with American Pie and arriving back, a cyclical pattern completed. I’m excited for the new one to start and see when it will come back full circle again with American Pie.

I look forward to it.

Favourite Song: American Pie

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Sweet Baby James

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Artist: James Taylor

Album: Sweet Baby James

Year: 1970

Length: 31:14

Genre: Rock / Folk / Country / Blues / Soft Rock

“I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I’d see you again”

The year is 1948.

A crib sits idly in a room, empty, awaiting it’s owner.

It is dusk outside. That dark blue shade of night filling the skies, the moonlight cascading in through a window with a lone drape blowing in the wind.

A woman enters the room holding a baby.

She walks up to the crib and rocks the baby in her arms.

Lovingly she looks at the little baby and starts to speak to him.

“My James. My Sweet Baby James. You may not know it now but you will grow to be something special. I know it, I can feel it. You are only a wee, little thing now, but you will grow into a young man full of ideas and wonder. You’ll be filled to the brim with sentiment and emotions you’ll want to express tot he world and people will listen to you, engaged with every word you have to say. You will be a great storyteller just like your father.

Your angelic voice already sings to me everyday. I can already see you singing and playing music that will touch the hearts and souls of everyone whop listens. I feel a deep emotion in you just waiting to come out. I promise we’ll get you learning the guitar as soon as you can pick one up, it will channel those emotions so well. You’ll become one of the greatest singer/songwriters out there, creating an album that will become heavily influential within the genre, influencing many musicians to come. I know you’re just a baby now, but I already know you will achieve great heights. Your music will tell stories evoking emotions of your generation, with the deepful sentiment of sincerity and calm needed to soothe the soul. I believe in you my sweet little baby James.

Times ahead might not always be perfect for you. We just came out of the biggest war of the modern time and that has shook us all to our cores. We are happy to see it over, but I can’t say the future will always stay this way. Tragedies can happen, hard times will come, but we brave through them and you will be there to sing to everyone. Express how these times have left us all feeling. The world will need someone like you to do just that, put our feelings into words. I know you can do it, I know you will be great at it. I know, my sweet baby James.

I don’t want you to feel like this is me putting too much pressure on you. I don’t expect you to do these things, I just feel it deep down that you will. I have faith and believe. But you know baby James, I’ll be happy with whatever it is you choose to do with your life. I just have faith it’ll be great things.

Now let me put you to sleep, you little diaper butt.”

She places Baby James in his crib, wraps him up nicely and kisses him on the forehead.

“Good Night. I love you”

Baby James shits himself for he is just a baby.

“Oof STINKY! Someone needs a diaper change. I’ll get your father”

Baby James laughs because poop is funny.

Favourite Song: Suite For 20G

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Tea For The Tillerman

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Artist: Cat Stevens

Album: Tea For The Tillerman

Year: 1970

Length: 36:49

Genre: Folk Rock

“Well sometimes you have to moan
When nothing seems to suit you
But never the less you know
Your locked towards the futureSo off and on you go, the seconds tick the time out
There’s so much left to know and I’m on the road to find out”

I don’t think it’s any secret I’ve been hiding that I’m not a big fan of the folk genre. Heck, not a fan at all. I’ve said it many times over the course of this list how it’s a genre of music I have grown to respect but it just doesn’t do anything for me overall. The major exception of course is Bob Dylan, who has managed to engage me from start to end with a vast majority of his folk rock tunes. But, I’m sorry to say to Mr. Dylan himself, that he no longer is the only exception to this and can now add Cat Stevens to this very short list of folk artists I absolutely adore. This isn’t my first time listening to Cat Stevens and definitely won’t be my last and since the first time I heard him, I knew I would love his music. There could be a variety of reasons why out of all the folk artists Cat Stevens just seems to resonate with me the most. Maybe it’s his lyrics or maybe his melodies, it could just be that I’m a Cat Stevens look-a-like:

Something my friend Luis brought to my attention.

It seems overall why I love Cat Stevens and this album in particular is that there’s just something about hi music that strikes a chord (no pun intended) with me. Listening through this, what seems to permeate throughout is this sense of universality. Cat Stevens sings about the human condition, things that seem to affect all of us in some way. He sings with enough generality that anyone listening can take away their own feelings from it, putting themselves in the singer’s shoes in a fitting way. He sings about topics that resonate with the everyman, the average person and never gets specific enough to alienate anyone. Everyone is included and it’s a true testament to his writing that he’s ale to create something that can touch the souls of such a wide breadth of people. On top of it all, he sings with such a deep sincerity that translates incredibly well across the album. Cat Stevens is singing from deep in his heart with real, genuine emotion and it never feels fake or disingenuous once throughout (unlike some artists who try to capitalize on human feelings *cough cough* John Lennon *cough*). Cat Stevens is singing from a real place and honesty goes far when reaching an audience of active listeners.

I think that’s why I loved it so much. Every song I heard just seemed to make sense to me. You know that feeling when you read something that just seems to put into words what you’ve been feeling? Words you couldn’t find yourself? This album does that with universal experiences, capturing those moments and telling them in a way that we can listen to it and go “yeah man, me too”. I found myself deeply invested in it and along with catchy melodies and some great acoustic guitar, it made for a deeply enjoyable and profound experience all at once.

I think it also helps that this album is basically the soundtrack to one of my favorite romantic comedies: Harold and Maude. Another piece of media that resonated with me in a lot of ways, funny how the two connected with me similarly. I always felt like I identified with Harold in many ways (except his fascination with death, I don’t share that in common with him). But his existential drama he faces feels related. His need for something more than what he has and acting out in weird ways as a means with coping with his emotions he doesn’t feel vulnerable enough to express. Constantly being felt like he’s forced and pushed in directions he doesn’t want to go, it’s not until he meets Maude who shows him how to seize his life and truly be free that he starts to get colour in his life and release that existential dread he’s had looming over him. Harold is just a young guy who feels lost, disenfranchised and unsatisfied with his life. Emotions I can easily relate to, and Cat Stevens music as an underlying score really emphasizes Harold’s journey throughout the movie, expressing those universal feelings we all feel and coming together to create a truly remarkable piece of profound work that just spoke to me in a deep way.

Before I end this, I do want to make special mention of the song “On The Road To Find Out”. This song has quickly become one of my favourites, securing a place within my Favourites playlist, and has resonated with me in a deeper way. The song speaks of self-discovery and the journey we take to “find answers”. What those answers are are different for every individual, but we’re all seeking to learn and understand. The song talks about leaving a happy home, leaving friends behind, going on this tumultuous journey to find these answers. We feel we’re being rushed to get them now, but we’re told to not worry because in due time it’ll come and it’s only be reflecting inwards that we can find the answer. When we stop looking outwards and start looking within ourselves, we can find the answers we’ve been seeking. This spoke to me profoundly because, as the song expresses, I’m also on that journey, still am, lost and confused, trying to find the answers to my own life. I’ve done a lot of work on myself and have looked inwards to try and understand more. What makes the song so great for me too is that there’s a hopefulness to it. No matter how difficult your journey is, no matter the obstacles you need to overcome, the storms you need to brave, in the end you can and will find the answers, but the journey to it is more important than the destination, and just like our singer, I’m on the road to find out my own answers.

Favourite Song: On The Road To Find Out

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Bridge Over Troubled Water

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Artist: Simon and Garfunkel

Album: Bridge Over Troubled Water

Year: 1970

Length: 36:29

Genre: Folk Rock

“Here is my song for the asking
Ask me and I will play
So sweetly, I’ll make you smile
This is my tune for the taking
Take it, don’t turn away
I’ve been waiting all my life
Thinking it over, I’ve been sad
Thinking it over, I’d be more than glad
To change my ways for the asking
Ask me and I will play
All the love that I hold inside”

 

In previous posts, I’ve touched on the idea of the power of music. How music can evoke emotions and feelings, especially those of our own pasts. Hearing a song can evoke memories as we tend to associate music with certain moments in our lives. Especially if you heard a specific song during a particular moment in your life, everytime you hear it from then on it will always have you thinking back to that moment as you associate those feelings with the song. Music is incredibly emotional as a whole (as is all art) so it makes sense that music has this power, especially if it caused a strong emotional response for you in some way. It might make you think of happy times, sad times, angry times, bittersweet times, any type of emotion. For example, I can’t listen to Journey’s Don’t Stop Believing anymore because it was overplayed to death and beyond while I was in high school, to the point that everytime I heard it I was annoyed. Now everytime it comes on it evokes that feeling and memory of irritation. That’s the power music can have over all of us.

Not sure why I led with that example when I had a perfectly good example from this album to talk about. Unfortunately I can’t say it’s a very positive one. You see, the titular song of this album has always had a rather sad association with it. It’s hard for me to hear that song without thinking about this. The images come into my head and create a rather melancholic state which makes it hard to really enjoy the song (shame because it’s quite a lovely song). You see, in the year 2001, the US was met with quite a large scale tragedy that to this day we still talk about. You may know it as 9/11. Even though I live in Canada, it was still an event that shook up the whole continent, even touching us up here in the Great White North. It was such an impactful event for North American culture that life hasn’t been the same post-9/11. Around the time it happened, a video was sent to us by email containing a montage of news footage from that day. Accompanying it was Simon and Garfunkel’s “Bridge Over Troubled Water”. The melancholic tune underlayed the footage, adding more weight to it and emotionally supporting the devastation being shown to us. For a young impressionable mind, I was about 9 at the time, this left an impact on me. I can’t hear that song without thinking about that, my mind has associated the two together and will probably continue to evoke those particular feelings in me everytime I hear it.

It’s not crazy to think I went into this album with this pre-conceived notion that it might not be the most pleasant experience. Already having these feelings attached to the title song, I thought the experience of this album was going to follow a similar vibe the whole way through, and I wasn’t really looking forward to that. I like Simon and Garfunkel fine, but I am not a fan of melodramatic, sad, melancholic, folk music. It just doesn’t do anything for me and I usually feel like I’d rather be listening to anything else at that moment (except country music). However, going in with that expectation made for a surprisingly pleasant experience and I was happy to see the rest of the album didn’t follow the exact same vibe of the the title song. Not long after I was met with the more upbeat (musically at least because the lyrics talk about how the subject is breaking their heart) tune and found myself more engaged as the album went on. This also seemed to be quite a hit maker with the likes of “Bridge Over Troubled Water”, “Cecilia”, “The Boxer”, “The Only Living Boy in New York” and “Baby Driver” which would become inspiration for Edgard Wright’s movie of the same name (a fantastic movie by the way). These songs may not have been number 1s but in retrospect have entered the musical lexicon as well praised and liked tunes. I, also, find it interesting how they included a live tune near the end of their album. I’ve encountered a few albums that have done this and it makes me wonder what the decision to include a live recorded song rather than a studio one within the album. Does it fit better as a live recording? Were they just unable to have time to record it in studio? I may never know. I would say that this was possibly their best album and they hit their peak with this one, giving it all they got for one final blow.

It should be noted this was, in fact, the final album the musical pair would release together before going on their own for their solo careers. There does feel like there’s some finality to this album, almost like they knew it was inevitable so created this album as a final note in their career as a duo. There’s a nice cohesiveness to it with each song flowing form one to another with a nice pacing that build up to the two final songs, “Bye Bye Love” and “Song For The Asking”, which feel like farewells to the listeners in some way. It wraps up their career with a nice conclusion and I don’t feel sad that I won’t hear anymore Simon and Garfunkel albums after this, I’m happy with the ones I got to enjoy. Good byes are never easy but I think these two managed to perfectly say farewell to everyone. Even if we didn’t know it would happen, this album still feels like a proper ending to well-respected duo.

Favourite Song: Keep the Customer Satisfied

-Bosco

1001 Albums: Bryter Layter

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Artist: Nick Drake

Album: Bryter Layter

Year: 1970

Length: 39:09

Genre: Folk

“I’ve been a long time that I’m waiting
Been a long that I’m blown
I’ve been a long time that I’ve wandered
Through the people I have known
Oh, if you would and you could
Straighten my new mind’s eye.”

Aye. I can’t do this.

I can’t listen to another one of these albums. Don’t get me wrong, as far as folk albums go I actually really adore this one. Nick Drake is in top form here, creating some beautiful music that’s a little more upbeat than usual. I actually did enjoy this album in a very unexpected way and I think it’s great in ever way. However, I find it difficult to listen to music like this because it just depresses me. Usually, it wouldn’t be an issue, getting bummed out is not that big of a deal once in awhile, but recently it’s been a little tougher on the mental health due to the quarantine going on.

Recently, I’ve found myself falling down the dark rabbit hole of bad thoughts a lot. It’s not because I want to, but when you’re isolated and basically doing nothing, it’s hard for your mind not to go there. With no job due to the pandemic, no events to attend, no improv shows or social gatherings to look forward to, it can deeply affect you in a negative way.  All this has caused me to lose my sense of purpose. I wake up every morning and feel like I’ve lost my purpose in my life. no goals to achieve, nothing to look forward to, just another day in quarantine. And although I do have many bright moments that keep me up, spending time with Amber, learning the bass, writing these posts, listening to an insufferable amount of music, reading, they all feel like fleeting pleasures, good while they’re happening but once I’m done I still feel hollow and empty. Which is sad because these are all things that do bring me a lot of happiness and joy and yet I’m leaving everything so unfulfilled. As if the weight of my loss of sense of purpose has been too strong, weighing me down so heavily that even those good things are struggling to pull me back up.

I’ve also been dealing with a lot of feelings of invisibilty. Feeling overshadowed and invisible to my peers. It’s hard to be seen when you can’t go out and physically put yourself in front of people. I always felt that way when I could but now it feels amplified, bringing those feeling to heights I have never felt before. I feel I try so hard to do things but constantly get overlooked. I have countless examples of this but don’t feel it’s really necessary to delve into. But for one example, not long ago a peer of mine, who knows me well enough, was looking for people to guest on his podcast talking about movies. I thought, man I’m perfect for this! Film is my passion next to music, I studied film in university, I write about movies for a film blog, I even have my own podcast talking about film! There’s no reason, literally none, why I shouldn’t participate. I put my name expressing interest and… nothing. No message, no reach out, nothing. Episodes are airing and seeing some of the people whoa re appearing on it are leaving me not only confused but questioning myself. Why was I overlooked despite all my qualifications? Is it another case that as usual I’m just not good enough for people? Why doesn’t anyone ever acknowledge my existence and my skills? I fight everyday to overcome this but it makes it hard when you’ve felt invisible your whole life.

I know it seems kind of ridiculous that listening to this album could evoke these feelings so strongly in me. But it did, and it’s not really the music that did it, even though despite the upbeat jazzy feeling, it’s incredibly melancholic as an album. It’s not really the music itself but Nick Drake himself that reminded me of what I’ve been feeling. Reading up on him, it made me really sad. It’s sad that his music only became successful too late in his life. It would only be about four years from this album that he would be found dead from an overdose on his anti-depressants. Pills he needed to help with the deep depression he fell into that basically started with the failure of this album. Sure, he suffered some mental health issues before but the failure of this album is really what sent him off the deep end. Even though it would be critically acclaimed it was a commercial failure, just like I’ve been feeling, Nick Drake was overlooked, fell into the cracks and hidden int he shadows. Not acknowledged for the work he’s put out. I get it, I do and that scares me. Here’s a guy who put all his heart and soul into creating this music that he so passionately believed in, only to see it disappear into the ether. He made an album, a damn good one too, and despite how good it was, no one seemed to care or give it the time of day he deserved. No wonder he fell into the abyss of darkness so hard, this was all he had and he couldn’t get a fucking break.

It makes me sad and maybe that’s because I connect with Nick Drake as a person more than I connect with his music. But no one should have to suffer that fate. It’s an awfully terrible, shitty feeling to feel invisible especially when you feel like you’re really putting yourself out there for the world. It’s hard not to start feeling bitter against people who seemingly seem to get notice and attention so easily for almost nothing while you sit there putting in all your efforts and they feel their all for nought. I start to question why I’m doing anything in the first place. You can say I’m doing it all for myself, but if nobody cares or even acknowledges it than really what is the point? I want to keep doing things for myself because these are things I’m passionate about and genuinely make me feel good. but eventually something’s gotta give and the more you start to feel invisible the more it gets to you and the more you start to doubt your own worth.

Do you know what it feels like to be worthless?

I think Nick Drake did at some point and look where that led him. I’m hoping I’m not destined for the same path as he is, but I honestly really feel for him. He was so deeply affected by this that he couldn’t even perform music anymore, famously one of his final live appearances had him leave the stage halfway through one of his songs because he was so deeply wounded by these feelings. He was even described as looking “hunched, dishevelled figure, staring vacantly…ignoring the overtures of a friendly labrador or gazing blankly over Hampstead Heath.” by one of his peers during this time, a sentiment I can totally relate to because I’ve been there to. I’m sometimes still there, where simple pleasures bring you no joy and you just want to stare vacantly off into nothing.

Nick Drake’s story makes me sad, but only because I feel I can relate. There’s only so much you can take until it breaks you inside and I do my best everyday to keep myself together. I hope one day my time will come and I stay confident that I can stay strong until i break through the other side. I just wish Nick Drake had that chance as well.

Favourite Song: Hazey Jane II

-Bosco