How It Feels to Be Something On


Band: Sunny Day Real Estate
Album: How It Feels to Be Something On
Best song: “Guitar and Video Games” is my favorite.
Worst song: “Two Promises” has lyrics I can’t support, but is otherwise a decent song.

When I was in junior high, I was an avid watcher of Saved by the Bell; just about everyone in my generation watched that show. I was absolutely convinced that SBTB was the template by which my upcoming high school years would follow. I expected to be Zack, to find my Kelly and to have a friend like Slater. I wanted to hang at the Max. I don’t think I was alone in this. Continue reading

Homework


Band: Daft Punk
Album: Homework
Best song: The singles were great. “Da Funk,” “Around the World,” “Phoenix” and “Burnin'” are all amazing.
Worst song: “Teachers” is pretty bad.

This current project is something of a lesser execution of something I’d wanted to do for a while. Originally, I had wanted to put together a list of the best albums in each year of my life; I couldn’t really justify writing that sort of thing well. Like so much of the written word on the Internet, lists are easy to create and not as easy to flesh out/explain. Continue reading

Millions Now Living Will Never Die


Band: Tortoise
Album: Millions Now Living Will Never Die
Best song: “Glass Museum” is a classic, “Djed” is a cool sound experiment and “The Taut and the Tame” is amazing. Really, no song is bad on this album.
Worst song: All great.

I have a Tony Kornheiser story — ask me about it if/when you see me in person — and it involves the advice he gives when he speaks at schools and stuff. Basically, the advice is this: Be ready to catch it if/when someone throws money off the back of a train.

It is, essentially, the best advice I’ve ever received. Continue reading

One Hot Minute


Band: Red Hot Chili Peppers
Album: One Hot Minute
Best song: Come on. Even Dave Navarro can’t save this turd.
Worst song: All bad.

I started high school in 1995, but I almost exclusively listened to classic rock at the time. Certainly, indie rock of the time — Smog’s 1995 record Wild Love would steal my heart when I was in college, for example — would later have an effect on me. But, I mostly spent my time listening to the Clash when I was 14. Continue reading