Sunday, November 28, 2010

Least Favorite Songs

margaritaville- jimmy buffet
    simply some of the worst lyrics I've ever heard. "stepped on a pop top, blew out my flip flop"... really? and to top it off, my mom loves him and insists on getting one of his calendars every year for christmas.

lucky- britney spears
    now don't get me wrong, I love me some britney. gimme any of her other songs any time and I'm singing along and dancing. but lucky? ugh I don't know if its the ridiculous narration or the bizarre sound effects but it's always given me that nails on a chalkboard feeling.

revolution number nine- the beatles
    the first time I heard this song I was driving by myself to pick up a friend from the boonies. the radio was on low because I'd just made a phone call and I got this unsettling feeling like I was about to die from demonic possession. nope. it was just this song. "song" rather.

wildcat- ratatat
    this song makes me unable to play this ratatat cd on shuffle because I'd have to go running to change the song anytime it came on. the constant use of a mountain lion roaring drives me a little batty. stop it! stop using that damn catsound!

honkytonk badonkadonk- trace adkins
    they played this song on the scream'n eagle while I was working at oaks park. at first it made me laugh because it's so ridiculous but then it drilled its way into my brain and made me shout at children that didn't deserve it. "how'd she even get them britches on?" aaaaguhfakljhgkgghhhhh

1234- plain white t's
    just mindlessly terrible sappy lyrics with no artistry or imagination. horrible. just horrible. the fact that they played it every two hours in the macy's muzak made my brain bleed. literally. I had to get a shunt, that's how bad this song is.

tubthumping- chumbawumba
    look at that title. look at that band name. listen to those lyrics. need I say more?

soak up the sun- sheryl crow
    okay I know I said that jimmy buffet was the worst lyricist of all time... I had forgotten about little miss repetitive sheryl crow.... simply hearing this vapid song is a waste of time.

message in a bottle- the police
    I have never liked this song. when I was younger I thought I'd grow up and like jazz and onions and message in a bottle. never happened. so horrifically repetitive. I feel like I lose brain cells whenever this song comes on.


ordinary average guy- joe walsh
    another oaks park song. this time on the rock'n'roll, my least favorite ride to operate because people would scream at you as they spun around and no one kept their hands down and everyone threw up and the ride would keep spinning and the puke would circle the whole ride. also he sings about picking up poop. not worthwhile.

Favorite Songs

start wearing purple- gogol bordello
    a bizarro gypsy punk kind of song that's just completely different from anything else. when you listen to it you can't help but start writhing and cheering on the dance floor, heart pumping.

wake up- arcade fire
    this song is the perfect theme song for any situation. running dramatically in the rain? check. white water rafting? check. fierce makeout? check. making breakfast for yourself? check. I want this song to be played during the inevitable slideshow at my inevitable funeral. I want a montage of my life set to this song.

airplanes- local natives
   it was a tossup between this song and sun hands by the same band. I figured that since I spent a week straight with this song on repeat at top volume, that airplanes- as the moodier, less nonsensical of the two- was the winner.

sleepyhead- passion pit
    I don't know a single word to this song aside from "sleepyhead" and yet I keep singing it "wah wah wah wop whoah ah oah!" I think that can stand to show how desperately obsessed I am with it.

sodom, south georgia- iron and wine
    I knew I had to put iron and wine on this list. choosing which one was a difficult decision. I chose sodom, south georgia because it was the first song I listened to after my grandfather died and it's made me cry every time I've listened to it since then. an amazing song with amazing lyrics, and- at least for myself- powerful associations.

no one's gonna love you- cee-lo green or band of horses
    amazing amazing amazing song. I can't even put words to how much I love it. band of horses wrote it originally and I love their version but the cover that cee-lo green (with a voice so beautiful it must heal the sick) did is so good that even band of horses thinks it's better. on a side note, I sang this song at karaoke and got hit on by the most gorgeous man with the most gorgeous voice after. this song is simply magic.

daylight- matt and kim
    an infectiously upbeat song with an adorable music video. I listen to it any time I need a pick me up. just pure joy in musical form.

the gardener- the tallest man on earth
    I had been listening to this song over and over for weeks before realizing that it was about a jealous lover who buries his competition in the garden. ah what a garden I have made.

don't stop believin'- journey
    I can't hear this song and sit still. as soon as those fist chords start, it becomes imperative that I begin to pump my fist and sing along at the top of my lungs.

total eclipse of the heart- bonnie tyler
    there is no way that you can hear this song and not belt along. ridiculously overly melodramatic. perfect.

Art Intervention Project.

A Library Intervention in the style of Erwin Wurm's one minute sculptures.



The books are sending us messages.


An Intervention in the style of Erwin Wurm's one minute sculptures
I had people take a sheet of paper and each write a memory they shared with the other person (keeping theirs secret). They then would crumple up their shared memory and physically share it, holding it between the two of them using anything but their hands. This made them re-share an old memory and also create a new shared memory. At least that was my original intention. What ended up happening was that I met with people who used to know my roommate and had them share memories with her.

Art Intervention #2 A Grocery Store Mixup in the style of Gabriel Velasquez.



Art Intervention #3

I feel like people in the US are afraid to touch each other so I took the opportunity to get into peoples faces like Lilly McElroy by holding their hands for extended periods of time.