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Listen online to partial songs from this album by the Trucks. I love it. Sleater-Kinney meets, uh...I don't know. Just listen.
Linkateria:
-Audio review: The Trucks Debut With Abundant Attitude (Fresh Air)
Favorite:
Beatles album - Abbey Road
Beach Boys album - Pet Sounds
B52s - Cosmic ThingNick Cave - Mercy Seat
De La Soul - De La Soul is Dead
Bob Dylan - Desire
Bruce Springsteen - The Rising
The Clash - London Calling
David Bowie - Aladdin Sane
Elton John - Captain Fantastic & the Brown Dirt Cowboy
Elvis Costello - Imperial Bedroom
Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots
Frank Black - Teenager of the Year
Frank Zappa - Freak Out
Iggy Pop - Lust for Life
Kinks - Kink Kronikles
Lou Reed - New York
Neil Young - American Stars 'n Bars
Pavement - Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here
Pixies - Trompe Le Monde
Prince - Sign O' The Times
Randy Newman - Land of Dreams
Replacements - Let It Be
Rolling Stones - Exile on Main Street
Roxy Music - Country Life
Sly & The Family Stone - There's a Riot Goin' On
The Smiths - Strangeways Here We Come
Sonic Youth - Dirty
T. Rex - The Slider
Talking Heads - Fear of Music
They Might Be Giants - John Henry
Tom Waits - Blue Valentine
Velvet Underground - Velvet Underground
Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes
Wilco - Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
Willie Nelson - Over the Rainbow
X- Wild Gift
The legendary folk-rocker sings "Baghdad's Gonna Kill Me."
phew.
if only a simple leg shake or two, or even only in my head, no matter where I am it could even be in bed or sitting on the can:
TO BE CONTINUED
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Yesterday I commemorated September 11th as I always do: By listening to Springsteen's The Rising. I have often been suprised to find this album in bargain bins or stacked back-to-back in used CD stores. Still, not much of a problem to make an educated guess as to the reason. I can't listen to the September 11th-inspired songs, myself, without crying. I try to avoid all direct reminders of that day because I find them so traumatic. And after all, you can't really open your eyes in the morning without stumbling across the after-effects of the event within an hour or two, anyway.
What with all the hoopla surrounding the five-year anniversary, and what with the politicization of the disaster by Karl Rove and his minions, listening to the first-person stories of loss on The Rising is the only dignified way I can think of to remember the punching out of my hometown's two front teeth, to mourn the loss of so many people sacrificed to the random cruelty of history, and to lament the loss of one generation's innocence as it watched flesh and blood people instinctively flapping their arms while forced to make the choice between being burnt alive or jumping out of windows a quarter mile up in the air. Any President with a shred of humility would feel nothing but shame presiding over the biggest security failure the country has ever suffered -- but not Bush.
Every time that robotic nincompoop utters the phrase "September 11th," it's like two chubby fingers are being forced down my native New Yorker's throat.
Click on these links to read lyrics from The Rising: