8.11.2006

Friday Random Ten: Still with Commentary!


The ghetto prince of gutter poets


Hooray for Fridays! This has been the week from hell. I've had a headache for the past three days, everyone is annoying me, and I just found out that the office that our department is moving to has a no open-toed or heels over one inch shoes policy. What the fuck is that? Are they afraid I'm going to drop a file folder on my big toe and make a worker's comp claim? Maybe my delicate little ankles will turn on the tacky indoor/outdoor carpeting if I wear the same three-inch heels I've been wearing without incident for ten years. Looking through my closet, I realized that I own exactly two pairs of closed-toe shoes and one pair of flats. Usually, an excuse to go shoe shopping is a boon, but the thought of buying loafers is just too unbearable. I'm not sorry to admit that my first thought was that I need to update my resume, because I simply cannot work under these conditions.

I didn't have time to upload mp3s for all the songs on the FRT today. If I'm feeling ambitious this evening, I'll update and include some songs for you all to listen to. In the meantime, enjoy my inane ramblings and pointless commentary on these fine tracks:
  1. Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake
    I refuse to be embarassed by my love of this song. Not the even slightest inkling of shame or remorse.

  2. Won't U Please B Nice - Nellie McKay
    I like to think of this as the Concerned Women for America love song; no one hates men more than anti-feminists.

  3. Use It - The New Pornographers
    As if I need another reason to move to Canada. The plan has always been Toronto, but if moving to Vancouver means that I might get to mingle with Carl Newman and the lovely Neko Case, I'll consider it.

  4. Red, Red Wine - Neil Diamond
    When I picked up Rich from the airport last month, the first thing we did was put Neil Diamond's Greatest Hits in my car's CD player. I've already got more than enough reasons to hate the (post-Clash) British white boy raggae movement, but listening to the original version of this song makes me want to hunt down all the members of Ub40 and skin them alive.

  5. Tyrone - My Morning Jacket.
    Oh, this song. I was obsessed with the Erykah Badu original in college, and surprisingly, I don't hate this version. I was prepared to hate it, and was actually a little disappointed at how much I didn't hate it. It's a little karaoke-like in its faithfulness to the original, but it's still a little dirty and irreverant, so I'll over look that.

  6. The Tain - The Decemberists
    This song might actually be longer than the other nine songs on this list combined. I'm totally at a loss as to how to comment on this, there's just too much going on to discuss it in four sentences or less. I'll just say that when Colin Meloy sings, "She's a salty little pisser, with your cock in her kisser," I blush for him.

  7. Don't Feel Like Dancing - The Scissor Sisters
    Oh, the irony, it's killing me. Get it, it's a dance song, and it's called Don't Feel Like Dancing? If I didn't have a massive girl crush on Ana Matronic (our names are so similar--it's fate!), my head would hurt from all the eye-rolling. I'll forgive the title since the beat makes me want to shake my ass. ;)

  8. I'm So Bored With the U.S.A. - The Clash
    It's funny anecdote time! Apparently, Mick Jones wrote a version of this song called I'm So Bored With You about his ex-girlfriend; Joe Strummer, believing that break-up songs had no place in punk rock, re-styled it as an anti-American anthem.

  9. Redemption Song - Johnny Cash and Joe Strummer
    I'd write something here, but I'm too busy crying.

  10. Signing Emo - MC Lars
    The woeful tale of Marty, a major label scout, and his hapless quest to capitalize on stupid teenagers who actually like emo. I will forever love MC Lars for appropriating the name Hearts That Hate before an actual emo band could use it.

Your turn! Also, feel free to share the ludicrous wardrobe-related regulations from your corporate overlords to make me feel better.

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annamaria at 9:07 AM

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at Friday, August 11, 2006 10:15:00 AM Blogger Kurt said...

so freaking busy....
1- Jack Straw - The Grateful Dead
2- More Than Love Acapulco Style - Los Lonely Boys
3- Amsterdam - Guster
4- Beverly Hills - Weezer
5- John Barleycorn Must Die - Traffic
6- Scherzo: Allegro vivace - Beethoven
7- Take A Letter Maria - New Riders of The Purple Sage
8- Life Is A Carnival - Phil Lesh & Friends
9- This Is Not - The Benjamin Gate
10 Down - Stone Temple Pilots
Thanks Annamaria. Have a great weekend.

 
at Friday, August 11, 2006 12:42:00 PM Blogger ID said...

A triumphant return to the FRT halls.

10. Don't Sweat the Technique
9. Torrey Canyon - Serge Gainsbourg
8. What up Gangsta - 50 Cent
7. It Dawned on Me - Calla
6. M Traxx - Moodymann
5. I Hear Music - Unlimited Touch
4. I Need a Freak - Sexual Harrassment
3. I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys
2. Say it ain't So - Weezer
1. All Eyes on Me - 2Pac

Wow.

No dress codes, or corporate strangling when you work at a dotcom. Tshirts and shorts are the order of the day around here.

 
at Friday, August 11, 2006 4:20:00 PM Anonymous rich said...

Three points first.

1) Best picture of Joe Strummer ever. :)
2) The Justin Timberlake song is by Timbaland. Of course it rules. I mean, he even made Nelly Furtado tolerable!
3) I'm on the UB40 thing already. Don't sweat it! ;)

Anyway...

1) Bishop Allen - Click Click Click Click
2) The Long Winters - Cinnamon
3) Cansei De Ser Sexy - Music Is My Hot Hot Sex
4) Tap Tap - 100,000 Thoughts
5) Spoon - The Beast And Dragon, Adored
6) Postolar Tripper - Balada O Viliju I Vesni
7) Heartless Bastards - Into The Open
8) Peter, Bjorn & John - Young Folks
9) Whitest Boy Alive - Burning
10) The Thermals - Test Pattern

 
at Friday, August 11, 2006 8:08:00 PM Blogger person x said...

in my past life as a member of the employed, my friends and i were taking bets on when the establishment was going to ask me to tape down my breasts before coming to work each day. because somehow everything i wore became "inappropriate" when it transitioned from the hanger to my torso, while on a normal person it would be completely acceptable.

on to FRT, evening edition:

1) Hate It or Love It - Mary J Remix.
2) Honor - Pigeonhed.
3) When We Two Parted - Afghan Whigs
4) Hooplas Involving Circus Tricks - Say Hi to Your Mom
5) Cross Bones Style - Cat Power
6) Jesusland - Ben Folds
7) I'm Not Moving - Plumtree
8) Hey Brother - Beulah
9) Airbag - Radiohead
10) Changes - David Bowie

The end.

 
at Friday, August 11, 2006 10:07:00 PM Blogger annamaria said...

Person X, I get the same comments about my attire. It's not like I wear plunging necklines, but even a simple V-neck becomes pornographic when coupled with my 36Ds. I'm not sure what to make about the fact that I get more warnings from my female manager than I ever did from my male managers...

 
at Saturday, August 12, 2006 3:59:00 AM Anonymous rich said...

I can't believe anyone would make an issue out of that. Your country is weird!

 

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