Bon Iver is usually just a little too chill for me. But Bonnie Raitt’s Nick of Time was probably my favorite album when I was in, like, second grade. (I was a weird kid.) I even did my Gym Show routine to “Have a Heart.” So, this one caught my attention.
There’s something about Lorde’s voice that makes you want to listen to her sing just about anything…but it helps when it’s a Simon & Garfunkel classic. (Also she’s such a happy, goofy nerd that she’s mesmerizing to watch.)
What do you think the best song ever written is? If you said “Both Sides Now” by Joni Mitchell, join the club.
I’ve probably already posted this song, but I couldn’t just let a crying Emmylou Harris go…
But here’s a bonus just because.
Honestly, this guy can do no wrong…
I once said on the radio that the Coen Brothers have had a profound impact on my musical taste. That all started when “O Brother Where Art Thou” came out when I was a freshman in college. The Sirens helped introduce me to Allison Krauss and Gillian Welch. (Emmy Lou Harris needs no introduction.) Watching them do this live astounds me…and the Soggy Bottom Boys ain’t bad either.
Following on last week’s theme of movies I’ve seen way too many times, here’s one of my other middle school favorites: Sister Act 2. Everyone knows Lauryn Hill was in this before she became everyone’s favorite Fugee, but unless you’ve seen the movie 1,000 times (like me) you may not recognize Ahmal (played by Ryan Toby) as a member of City High. And while the finale performance of “Joyful, Joyful” is a crowd pleaser, I’ve always loved “Oh, Happy Day!”
When I was in middle school, I must have watched What’s Love Got To Do With It? (the movie, not the music video) a hundred times. I’m pretty sure I’m still mad at Laurence Fishburne for being so mean to Angela Bassett. I used to quote that movie the way other people quote Anchorman. I was a weird kid.
I think Tina Turner is the only person alive capable of straight up outshining Beyonce.
There’s no one like Whitney when she was on her game. Soundtracks will never be the same without her.
This weekend I’m moving the last out of my stuff out of the house I’ve called home for six years, and going on a new adventure in Vermont. This seemed fitting.
Coming to you live from a new city. I guess this is me now:
I love a good jamboree.
Summer is coming to an end, and so instead of music I’m posting one of my favorite new comedians.
I’m a t a point where I feel like, if you don’t like Alabama Shakes, you may not have a soul.
You have to have your window open wide for this one — it’s right there in the song.