Sunday, May 17, 2020

Random Musing: The Little People's Corona virus response

























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Random Musing: Why am I Mr. Sparkle?






Being a Sarah T. myself, I used to trip out as a kid that there was a book and a movie starring Linda Blair called "Sarah T. , Portrait of a Teenage Alcoholic."  For those who are old Simpson's junkies, my reaction was a bit like Homer Simpson's in the notorious Mr. Sparkle episode. 



It was like, why am I Mr. Sparkle? 

—Sarah Torrbio, i.e. Sara T. 

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Song of the Day: 555 by Jimmy Eat World




This video is creepy and uncharacteristic for Jimmy Eat World. In his dystopian future getup, frontman Jim Adkins—known for his dulcet voice and monobrow—brings to mind the David Lynch-directed movie "Dune." 


Nonetheless there's something about "555," off the 2019 Jimmy Eat World album Surviving that keeps me coming back. I'm on a trajectory from being indifferent to the song to being on-repeat in love with it. For a more instantly catchy song and regular dudes-on-stage video, I suggest Jimmy Eat World's "Sweetness" as a chaser. 
—Sarah Torribio




      


Wednesday, May 13, 2020

Song of the Day: "Unkind" by Kacy Hill





I came across this on the music-sharing/promoting site ello.com today and it's a very pretty song to chill, or Netflix and chill, to. Unkind by alt-pop songstress Kacy Hill, presents a variety of sonic surprises scattered like Easter eggs, like a bass beat so deep they drop like a bomb and a smattering of orchestral synth whimsies.

I'd like to hear more from Kacy Hill. She's James Blake for the only sub-clinically depressed. She's Bjork before the Icelandic Northern Lights rained down and crossed her neural wires, making her Venusian in her strange genius.

—Sarah Torribio

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Song of the Day: "We Close Our Eyes" by OIngo Boingo


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Long ago, this was an "our song." Now it's my song. 

"We Close Our eyes" by Oingo Boingo is song of the day on Battlestar Eclectica. I had the great good fortune as a teen to see this band three times in concert. Two of these gigs were the band's annual Dead Man's Party, mega-concerts with Danny Elfman leading his huge Big Band-style lineup of musicians.  

You can imagine the audience's excitement when the band launched into the song "Dead Man's Party" or Elfman's atmospheric cover of Cab Calloway's 1931 hit "Minnie the Moocher." You know the one, with those call and response portions: "Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi (hi-dee hi-dee-hi-dee hi)". . . 
On one occasion, I saw the event at the Irvine Meadows' Amphitheater and that night, by some ghostly coincidence, the venue was naturally shrouded in fog. It made for a peak experience. 

I have also seen Oingo Boingo Dance Party live, once at a little '80s club in the San Gabriel Valley and another time at the Coach House in beautiful San Juan Capistrano. The boys from the band, like Oingo Boingo's bassist and music producer, John Avila. There's a new frontman, a charismatic and good-looking guy by the name of Brendan McCreary. He bears a faint resemblance to actor Jason Schwartzman, though McCreary is lankier. 

If you are a Boingo fan, I highly recommend you take in Oingo Boingo Dance Party if you have a chance. Unlike the various doppelgänger replacements for Steve Parry that Journey has employed McCreary doesn't try to directly imitate Danny Elfman. He has a great vocal range and exudes the proper angst and simmering insanity necessary to pull off songs like "Weird Science," "Private Life" and the exuberantly titled "Wild Sex in the Working Class."