The Third Shift


  1. Iggy Pop joins Bernard Sumner for a live version of Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart.”

    Just click play already.

  2. butterteam:

heller:

blameaspartame:

who’s buying me tickets

This is literally the fake Coachella flyer I made up in 2008.

hey mark
take me
back
2 another time
a chiller time
i want 2 hear that bro from that band
play an acoustic version
of that song
i hope there is also one of those mongolian wok stations

I had to Google this to make sure it was real because I was sure I was being trolled, but no, this is a thing.
This feels like a “Teenaged Colin’s Poor Musical Choices” cruise, except I cannot fathom why Cracker is involved. Oh, David Lowery, I know selling out is not really a thing any more and I know musicians need to get paid and this is better than the state fair circuit, but…oof.

    butterteam:

    heller:

    blameaspartame:

    who’s buying me tickets

    This is literally the fake Coachella flyer I made up in 2008.

    hey mark

    take me

    back

    2 another time

    a chiller time

    i want 2 hear that bro from that band

    play an acoustic version

    of that song

    i hope there is also one of those mongolian wok stations

    I had to Google this to make sure it was real because I was sure I was being trolled, but no, this is a thing.

    This feels like a “Teenaged Colin’s Poor Musical Choices” cruise, except I cannot fathom why Cracker is involved. Oh, David Lowery, I know selling out is not really a thing any more and I know musicians need to get paid and this is better than the state fair circuit, but…oof.

  3. which “post-grunge” band (non-one-hit-wonder) holds up the worst?

    So the local alt-rock radio station tends to do a “Nineties at Noon” thing, and it just played Live’s “The Dolphin’s Cry.”

    Jesus, I forgot how objectively bad that band was. Really poor pseudo-spirituality (like Bono gone to the nth degree) over soft-loud choruses, and often describing sex or sexual things in overly flowery metaphor. Ed Kowalczyk always sounded like the dude who was trying too hard to be sensitive to get women into bed. (Also, in the beginning he had a braided rat tail.)

    I don’t know how stations still play “Lightning Crashes” and “I Alone” without a disclaimer. Thankfully Secret Samadhi bombed or we’d still be hearing “Lakini’s Juice”, which ups both the spirituality and combines it with what sounds like horrible sex - and tops it with a music video in which people appear to fuck assembly-line style.

    They were totally proto-Nickelback. Nickelback just stripped out the “spiritual” bullshit and turned the sexual references from mere metaphor to explicit references and cranked up the guitars.

    So, what’s your vote?