Showing posts with label dirty projectors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dirty projectors. Show all posts

Wacky Pop: Orchestral Edition


Oh, hai! It seems the past 2 years, musical personalities in the queer community have split. Or at least in my world. Looking through my iTunes or whatever it is people use these days, one can divide my taste into 2 categories: faggy dance pop or faggy orchestral pop. And by orchestral pop, I mean Sufjan Stevens, not Yanni. As much as I love Yanni...

2009 and now 2010 are gearing up to be the most divisive yet. Do I invest in listening to the new Owen Pallett LP? Or do I give in and smush to Jeppe? The decision is too hard. Though lately, the tastes have run more in the lying in bed and listening to Chris Garneau. As you may recall, I mentioned him in an earlier post which you can find yourself, I'm too lazy. Anywho, dude released a second record which managed to sneak under my lazy ass radar. Whatever. I finally found it. And it's good. You know home girl likes to mood out and ignore phone calls every other day. Now I finally have a soundtrack for it. Let's thank Absolutely Kosher for putting this out cause seriously, I'm getting bored the fuck out by music lately.



Chris Garneau - No More Pirates

I can't like, not be mesmerized by those eyes. And that hat. I'm more jealous of the hat. Mostly cause I can't pull of the lazy nondescript baseball cap. Oh god this is coming out totally wrong.

Owen Pallett - Midnight Directives

Owen Pallett aka Final Fantasy has a new record out as well entitled "Heartland". I feel like we already had a record named "Heartland"***, but whatever. I may just be dreaming of "Harvest". Anyways, it's totally not what I thought it was going to be. Owen definitely went a little spacey on me but I'm not complaining. And I know I'm real late on the Pallett train, so whatever.



Also, watching that scene in "Thelma And Louise" where they blow up the 18-wheeler while listening to the new Dirty Projectors song was a moderately bad decision.

Dirty Projectors - Ascending Melody

***UPDATE: AHA, we DO already have a record named "Heartland". OK, like, 7, but whatever. This one:


THIS ONE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT. NO ARGUMENTS.

Wacky Pop: Orchestral Edition


Oh, hai! It seems the past 2 years, musical personalities in the queer community have split. Or at least in my world. Looking through my iTunes or whatever it is people use these days, one can divide my taste into 2 categories: faggy dance pop or faggy orchestral pop. And by orchestral pop, I mean Sufjan Stevens, not Yanni. As much as I love Yanni...

2009 and now 2010 are gearing up to be the most divisive yet. Do I invest in listening to the new Owen Pallett LP? Or do I give in and smush to Jeppe? The decision is too hard. Though lately, the tastes have run more in the lying in bed and listening to Chris Garneau. As you may recall, I mentioned him in an earlier post which you can find yourself, I'm too lazy. Anywho, dude released a second record which managed to sneak under my lazy ass radar. Whatever. I finally found it. And it's good. You know home girl likes to mood out and ignore phone calls every other day. Now I finally have a soundtrack for it. Let's thank Absolutely Kosher for putting this out cause seriously, I'm getting bored the fuck out by music lately.



Chris Garneau - No More Pirates

I can't like, not be mesmerized by those eyes. And that hat. I'm more jealous of the hat. Mostly cause I can't pull of the lazy nondescript baseball cap. Oh god this is coming out totally wrong.

Owen Pallett - Midnight Directives

Owen Pallett aka Final Fantasy has a new record out as well entitled "Heartland". I feel like we already had a record named "Heartland"***, but whatever. I may just be dreaming of "Harvest". Anyways, it's totally not what I thought it was going to be. Owen definitely went a little spacey on me but I'm not complaining. And I know I'm real late on the Pallett train, so whatever.



Also, watching that scene in "Thelma And Louise" where they blow up the 18-wheeler while listening to the new Dirty Projectors song was a moderately bad decision.

Dirty Projectors - Ascending Melody

***UPDATE: AHA, we DO already have a record named "Heartland". OK, like, 7, but whatever. This one:


THIS ONE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT. NO ARGUMENTS.

Wacky Pop: Orchestral Edition


Oh, hai! It seems the past 2 years, musical personalities in the queer community have split. Or at least in my world. Looking through my iTunes or whatever it is people use these days, one can divide my taste into 2 categories: faggy dance pop or faggy orchestral pop. And by orchestral pop, I mean Sufjan Stevens, not Yanni. As much as I love Yanni...

2009 and now 2010 are gearing up to be the most divisive yet. Do I invest in listening to the new Owen Pallett LP? Or do I give in and smush to Jeppe? The decision is too hard. Though lately, the tastes have run more in the lying in bed and listening to Chris Garneau. As you may recall, I mentioned him in an earlier post which you can find yourself, I'm too lazy. Anywho, dude released a second record which managed to sneak under my lazy ass radar. Whatever. I finally found it. And it's good. You know home girl likes to mood out and ignore phone calls every other day. Now I finally have a soundtrack for it. Let's thank Absolutely Kosher for putting this out cause seriously, I'm getting bored the fuck out by music lately.



Chris Garneau - No More Pirates

I can't like, not be mesmerized by those eyes. And that hat. I'm more jealous of the hat. Mostly cause I can't pull of the lazy nondescript baseball cap. Oh god this is coming out totally wrong.

Owen Pallett - Midnight Directives

Owen Pallett aka Final Fantasy has a new record out as well entitled "Heartland". I feel like we already had a record named "Heartland"***, but whatever. I may just be dreaming of "Harvest". Anyways, it's totally not what I thought it was going to be. Owen definitely went a little spacey on me but I'm not complaining. And I know I'm real late on the Pallett train, so whatever.



Also, watching that scene in "Thelma And Louise" where they blow up the 18-wheeler while listening to the new Dirty Projectors song was a moderately bad decision.

Dirty Projectors - Ascending Melody

***UPDATE: AHA, we DO already have a record named "Heartland". OK, like, 7, but whatever. This one:


THIS ONE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT. NO ARGUMENTS.

Fucked for life


Once in a while, a band comes along where it takes me years to get into (Animal Collective, anyone? I'm still not that into them) and then I see a picture of them and I just want to die. Dirty Projectors is one of those bands. Is there even an ugly member in that band? No! I'd even do the drummer, who is cute, but you know my aversion to white boys (Dave Longstreth doesn't count, he totes looks half-latino, so I can jump on that bandwagon). Seriously, there is too much cute in that band. One time at work, there was too much cute at this one table, I had to go on a smoke break. Dirty Projectors is my table 46 from sunday brunch. And for once, I also like their music, unlike a certain band that starts with "T" and ends in "he Horrors" (just cause Lux Interior is dead doesn't mean we need a grade b version of The Cramps). Now I know this is a queer media blog, but honestly, so many of my favorite bands fall into these categories:

1. They aren't queer
2. I have no idea if they're queer
3. They're 1 Corona away from being queer

Ugghhhhhh, a boy can dream. Here are some samples:

Dirty Projectors - Stillness Is The Move
(MP3 @ You Ain't No Picasso, a totes cute blog)

Dirty Projectors - Hyperballad (Bjork cover)


Seriously, who can so "no" to this mug? Even if it's a drawing. God, this is worse than the time my frienemy Steve in highschool admitted he had a crush on Quinn Morgandorfer from MTV's Daria. Oh yeah, pick up their new album "Bitte Orca" on June 9th courtesy of Domino Records.