The 200: 116-101

We’ve reached the halfway point of The 200, which is two-thirds the movie about that Greek battle and bowling perfection, but only 1/22nd as good as that USA Network show about alien abductees and the challenges they faced in their transition back to terrestrial life.

 

116         Huddle Formation   The Go! Team

115         Was There Anything I Could Do?    The Go-Betweens

114         Vacation     The Go-Go’s 

113         Stay Useless       Cloud Nothings

112         Rise Up In The Dirt    Voxtrot  (You Tube)

111         (Sittin’ On) The Dock Of The Bay   Otis Redding

110         Backwater   Meat Puppets

109         Amor Fati   Washed Out  

108         Better Things   The Kinks

107         Avant Gardener   Courtney Barnett

106         Pick and Choose   Stepdad (You Tube)

105         Young Turks          Rod Stewart

104         Mexican Radio     Wall of Voodoo

103         Turning Japanese    The Vapors

102         China    Red Rockers (You Tube)

101         Queen of Denmark   Sinead O’Connor

 

116 – The cheerleader song, as it’s known in my car. Perhaps the only song on the countdown that was a favorite of all three of the Markham children.

 

111 – Either the second-oldest or oldest song on the countdown, and the reason behind that uncertainty will be revealed later.

 

107 – Had too much Pseudoephedrine and I
Couldn’t sleep at night
Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent
He’s probably wondering what I’m doing getting in an ambulance
The paramedic thinks I’m clever ‘cos i play guitar
I think she’s clever ‘cos she stops people from dying

I love that.

 

107 – Like the previous entry, this is a song from the past 10 years.  Clearly, the ’80s is the most represented decade in the countdown, as that represented my late-teen, early 20s. However, unlike a lot of people, my musical tastes weren’t frozen the year I turned 26. I’ve never stopped listening to new music, and I hope I never do.

 

103 – Not sure if this song reaches the airwaves today. Hell, the previous one might not either.

 

101 – When she was a junior soccer player at Andrean, Kiera was interviewed by one of the local papers for a little Inside Look kind of feature. One of the questions asked, what music do your parents play that you absolutely hate. Her answer was “Sinead O’Connor,” which surprised me only because I wasn’t aware she knew who Sinead O’Connor was. And while I love my daughter, she’s absolutely wrong. While she’s a sad story today (Sinead, not Munder), her debut, The Lion and the Cobra, remains an incredible disc, and this song from her post-SNL* retreat from popularity is just one of many in her catalogue of powerful gems.

*When she had the original Kaepernick moment, even if the two sported decidedly different ‘dos.

 

They said what?

mike-pencePart IV in the ongoing series, subtitled, Dan finally learns how to perform basic web skills others perfected long ago.

For those new to the blog, this is not the first time the vice president, my former governor, has made an appearance here. I wrote a little about his one term running the Hoosier State here. Too lazy to link version: He was a spectacularly shitty governor.

 

Where’s the Bam?

 

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame nominees for the Class of 2018 were revealed today, and congrats to first-time choices Kate Bush, Radiohead and the boys who like to Rage Against the Machine, provided the Machine doesn’t promise VIP treatment at a black-tie event in Cleveland as a prize. Such a pronouncement is typically greeted by one of two types of responses from folks like me.

 

Approach A is to question how a fundamentally counter-cultural experience such as rock and roll and a conventional, corporate-like entity such as the Hall of Fame can co-exist. I’m not taking that approach, even if it is pretty inarguable.

 

The other is to lament the candidate or candidates that have been unforgivably snubbed by the Hall in favor of some other groups or performers the author didn’t like as much. That’s the tack I’m taking today.

 
For the 10th straight year, WOXY was robbed.

 

Didn’t see that coming, did you?

 

OK, I’m only partially serious here. I really don’t think a radio station, even a life-alteringly great one such as WOXY, should be considered on the same plane as the artists who make the music. Though let’s face it, the Hall of Fame has inducted way too many performers who don’t really deserve the plaudits either. (Hey kids, is that Donovan?)

 

On the other hand, radio was long the only conduit for music for all of us. Hell, it remains an avenue for such discovery, even if it has lost much of what made it great through distant corporate ownership, algorhythmically designed playlists and morning zoos. Still, its place in the history of rock and roll is pretty damn significant.

 

Yet the Hall largely ignores it, even though it set the museum in Cleveland, home of legendary DJ Alan Freed and WJW. (Well, that and the cash. Don’t forget the buckets of cash.) It wasn’t because the city that introduced the concept of flammable water also gave the world Pere Ubu.*

 
Sure, the Hall has the Ahmet Ertegun Award for non-musical contributors (though, given that no one’s ever heard of the Ahmet Ertegun Award, that could just be Wikipedia fucking with me again). But that’s not enough. Why shouldn’t the Hall recognize the great existing or, more likely, defunct radio stations that have made a difference in presenting music to the masses? And, I don’t think you’d have to scroll too far down the list of groundbreaking call letters before you got to the late, great radio station from Oxford, Ohio, either in its terrestrial or online incarnations.

 

Each year, the Hall should honor a radio station with a fancy ceremony. Bring the gang back together, collect some old broadcasts and memorabilia and put it on display until the next year’s event. The truth is, I’m probably never going to shell out whatever fee is required to get inside the Hall just for an up-close look at bedazzled jumpsuits from KC and 2/3rds of the Sunshine Band, discarded syringes from backstage at Woodstock and the official paper printouts from one of Bret Michaels’ chlamydia tests. I would, however, consider dropping in to gawk at remaining paraphernalia from the old 97X days, listen to broadcasts and pore over retrieved results from Sledge’s cholesterol tests (a tip: exercise and cut out the trans fats, Matt). I don’t think I’m alone. And since the Hall is a for-profit venture, not an academic exercise, they ought to be jumping to offer such opportunities that will ring the turnstiles.

 

So, how about it Jann** and Co.? Why not find a way to put WOXY and the other great radio stations into your Glass Pyramid on Erie? I promise I’ll think about visiting if you do.

 

Oh, and put Sonic Youth in too. That should be a no-brainer.
 

*To be fair, that would have been an extraordinarily good reason to locate the joint in Cleveland.

 

**Frankly, you owe me. I paid money to see Perfect in the theater. God that thing sucked.

They said what?

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I actually really like Chrissy Tiegen, which I never thought I’d say about a model. But she’s smart and funny and a caring and devoted mom, all of which are traits I value. Still, she seemed the best candidate for this particular installment of stuff I said adjacent to faces of people better looking than I am. I’m really tired of the shaming accusations that get tossed around.

Not all criticism is shaming, and much of it is legitimate. There’s really a pretty wide chasm between claiming that obesity is a major health concern that needs to be addressed and responding to a sophomore girl’s selfie with “fatass.” We ought to be able to navigate it a lot better than we have.

Worth a link

I saw this on my Facebook feed, and thought it a good read. I had no idea the legendary Moses Fleetwood Walker, the first African-American to play Major League Baseball, was once a Yeoman (though, technically, he was a Yeoman before they were Yeomen). He attended school and played on the college’s first baseball team.

Still, it’s not as if it should have come as a surprise, as Oberlin was the first college in the country to admit students of all races back in 1837. It’s always been a leader in civil rights for all.

Oberlin’s past fits pretty damn well with Kiera’s future, I must say.

Anyway, it’s short, but informative.

Go Yeo

TBtB: Rays Voting Thread

The Rays nominating thread attracted about as much attention as mid-day Rays game with the visiting Athletics.

Alas, we press on.

Choose one of the five names listed below.
A) The Aquarium
B) Rays Field
C) Suncoast Dome
D) Thunderdome
E) Tropicana Field

 

Editor’s Note: This will be the final installment of TBtB for a while. We’re going to take the playoffs off and resume the series in November.

The 200: 134-117

Part V of our XII-Part Series. Look for the next installment VII days or so from now.

134         We Want A Rock    They Might Be Giants  

133         Nemesis   Shriekback  

132         On Fire     Sebadoh                            

131         The Killing Moon    Echo & The Bunnymen

130         Drinking In L.A.    Bran Van 3000    (You Tube)

129         Drunken Lullabies   Flogging Molly 

128          Too Sick To Pray     Alabama 3

127         Moving to New  York   The Wombats (You Tube)

126         Someday, Someway   Marshall Crenshaw (You Tube)

125         Days Like This Keep Me Warm   The Polyphonic Spree

124         Safe From Harm     Massive Attack  

123         Tenderness    General Public

122         Chemicals Collide    Cloud Cult (You Tube)

121         Ball And Chain     Social Distortion

120         Never Follow Suit   The Radio Dept.

119         Kiss Off     Violent Femmes

118         Carry The Zero   Built To Spill

117         Doused   DIIV                      

 

131 – Echo and the Bunnymen are unmistakably huge fans of the Doors. What’s interesting is that I truly enjoy Echo’s music, I absolutely loathe the Doors. The only reason I can think of is that Ian McCullouch never tried to convince me that Bedbugs and Ballyhoo and Lips Like Sugar are comparable to the works of Keats and Frost.

130 – I’ve never heard this song anywhere besides 97x/WOXY, the now-departed radio station/online station from Oxford, Ohio that was my greatest source of new music for more than a decade. I was fortunate enough to get 97x over the air when I lived in Greensburg – we were at the far western reach of their notoriously weak signal. And when the site went digital only between 2004-2010, I was a devoted listener at my desk every day at work. In the seven years since its sign-off, I still haven’t found an adequate replacement. A lot of people think the radio station they used to listen to was the best ever. I happened to be right.

128 – Fans of the Sopranos may notice this is the band responsible for the theme song to that show. They probably wouldn’t get confused with the country band of a similar name, though they’re known as A3 here in the states just to be certain.

127 – I saw the Wombats perform this song at an afternoon showcase at South By Southwest, which I dropped in on for a day when a work trip happened to coincide with that Austin festival. I would love to go back to Austin, whether it was SXSW time or not, even if the rest of Texas really isn’t for me.

123 – I restricted it to one song per band, but not necessarily one song per artist. Dake Wakeling and Ranking Roger of the Beat (English Beat on this side of the pond) and General Public are one of three artists to make dual appearances on the countdown.