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Certainly it has been a while since I have posted a blog and/or mix here...my sincerest apologies. BUT: I have been writing, I have been writing blogs, and I've even been writing about music! I just haven't posted any of it here lately. Today, however, I came up with a new mix, and one with a subject matter so interesting, so delicious, that I had to come post it.
The subject: Sex. A subject oft-broached, perhaps (so frequently discussed and disected that Rivers Cuomo & Weezer felt compelled to give us the classic irony-anthem "Tired of Sex" on Pinkerton), but one definately worthy of any and all focus one likes to give it. After all, what is better than the pure and physical embodiment of the singular, holy idea, best spoken in French: L'amor? And I'd never put together a mix that is completely focused on sex...which is preposterous, when you consider very often I find myself distracted by thoughts of the sensual arts (to put it delicately...)
It was a fun mix to make--it came together very easily, very honestly, and, I believe, very successfully. I would dare anyone to put this on the next time...well, you know...and test the validity of my claims. It is not the collection of dance floor tunes that most people think of as sexy (because, if you took those songs into the bedroom, you'd be ragged and breathless after 10 minutes--how much Britney or Kylie could you really handle?), but rather a mix of the sensual energy, erotic daring, emotional boldness, and, hell, even love, that marks the best love-making. In ordering the songs I even attempted to programme the playlist as I believe I'd want them for such an endeavour (oh, I know, salacious!). "Let's Get It On," for instance, seems the perfect opener for its being so well-known, direct, and inviting; "Doin' It" by LL Cool J through "Say It Right," by Nelly Furtado take the next twenty minutes to sensual and purely erotic plateaus; and Janet Jackson (from the peak of her mid-90s sexiness) leads us into the vigorous, lush tropicalia of triphop seduction, featuring Massive Attack, Zero 7, and Portishead. The sexiest song of all-time also factors in toward the middle-end, "Untitled" by soul voodoo master D'Angelo--and if you've made it that far, congratulations. Yo La Tengo, Mazzy Star, and Sarah McLachlan are here to lull you off to dreamland at album's end. Or, they'll ready you to lean over, hit repeat, and begin again.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need a cigarette...
Sexy Time
1. “Let’s Get It On,” Marvin Gaye, The Very Best of Marvin Gaye (2001)
2. “Doin’ It,” LL Cool J, Mr. Smith (1995)
3. “My Love,” Justin Timberlake, FutureSex/LoveSounds (2006)
4. “Pony,” Ginuwine, Ginuwine…The Bachelor (1996)
5. “Say It Right,” Nelly Furtado, Loose (2006)
6. “That’s the Way Love Goes,” Janet Jackson, Janet. (2000)
7. “Teardrop,” Massive Attack, Mezzanine (1998)
8. “Somersault,” Zero 7, When It Falls (2004)
9. “Untitled (How Does It Feel),” D’Angelo, Voodoo (2000)
10. “Glory Box,” Portishead, Dummy (1994)
11. “Our Way to Fall,” Yo La Tengo, And Then Nothing Turned Itself... (2000)
12. “Fade Into You,” Mazzy Star, So Tonight That I Might See (1993)
13. “Sweet Surrender,” Sarah McLachlan, Surfacing (1997)
Obviously I haven't posted the associated .mp3 links yet. Hmm...some comments requesting them might help!!! :)
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Sexy Time
Thursday, February 21, 2008
I've Got Friday Figured Out--Trust Me
Friday: It's a great day, full of promise for the weekend. But if you're a ninetofiver like me, it can also be one of the longest days of the week. Luckily I have figured out a plan to get us all through...musically, of course.
9am:
1. Drink coffee.
2. Stare out the window and don't start working yet.
3. Listen to this, because it's a great song, it's a mellow start to your day, and the video is very very interesting:
12pm:
1. Eat your lunch.
2. Go to www.idontlikeyouinthatway.com and find out which celebrities did what bad things with whom yesterday (it's a great site!)
3. Listen to this...hopefully it'll give you some energy to get through the afternoon. It might also make you hate the capitalist machine to which you are a slave. Slavery never sounded so good:
4:45pm
1. Quit working. (If you quit 15 minutes ago, that's okay too.)
2. Repeat this mantra in your brain: I am sexy. This weekend I will bring sexy back for good.
3. Listen to this:
4. Calm down stud/hottie! It's probably going to be another one of those weekends where you eye a girl/boy across the room, she/he eyes you up too, but neither of you make a move. What is wrong with my life? Why don't I go talk to her? I'm cute, right? Is it my hair? Do I smell? Man, the guy who sits in the cubicle next to me smells. Oh my god I hate my job...someone let me out of here! I need to go home and cry.
5. For whatever reason, listen to this:
6. Go home and go straight to the bottle, like I'm gonna. Don't worry pal, we'll get 'em next week.
iTunes linkies here, here, here, and here.