Since Kings of Leon are suckling at capitalism's teats (hence the yankage of the Saturday Night Live clip below), I decided to feature Laura Carson from Hooterville, Tenn. (Hat tip: Newscoma)
It may not be "Sex of Fire," but at least Ms. Carson knows the meaning of DIY. (The kids today still know what that term means, right?)
Keep doing yer thang, Ms. Carson. And please, avoid American Idol at all costs.
Raphael Saadiq's baby-makin' music makes Boyz II Men look like erectile dysfunction R&B gimps. After Boyz II Men's doucheus maximus retooling of the Motown sound, Saadiq's new record The Way I See It updates the Holland–Dozier–Holland paradigm without bowing to the altar of commercialism.
Consider Boyz II Men's Motown: A Journey Through Hitsville USA (hyuk!) to be the Now That's What I Call Music of the Motown canon to Saadiq's Oxford American.
With crackling 45 vinyl loops, Saadiq's buttery baritone glides over funky-ass grooves:
In "Mighty Storm," Duhks lead Sarah Dugas' husky voice and fierce note bending glazes over slinky acoustic guitar and Appalachian clawhammer banjo. She dun' sang the tar offa Joe's Pub in New York. Their Sept. 9 performance 'bout brought a tear to my eye. In fairness to the naysayers, I was shithoused from raspberry vodka and coke.
The Duhks' neo-folk primer Fast Paced World was released last month on Sugar Hill Records.
I'm beginning to think that M.I.A. (nee: Mathangi Maya Arulpragasam) is angling to become the Michael Jordan of indie ganna dancehall. With multipleannouncements of her looming AARP membership, M.I.A. hasn't exactly been resting on her laurels.
Her ubiquitous single "Paper Planes" leeches up the top-40 chart (and you thought pop radio was only turds n' sugar?) after getting the Apatow treatment in Pineapple Express.
Heck, chica is pullin' herself up by the bootstraps. Somebody page George Will and the National Review editorial board.