I've always been interested by the old song The Girl From Ipanema, so I looked it up on Wikipedia and found out it's emblematic of a style called Bossa Nova. So now I'm listening to this jazzy Bossa Nova stuff, the album Getz/Gilberto (Gilberto is apparently Mr. Bossa Nova).
I like it better than I like garden variety jazz, but I think it might be putting me to sleep. I like anger in my music. Or any strong emotion, I guess. I feel like this Bossa Nova music is trying to hypnotize me, distract me in some way. I find that disturbing.
Oh damn, I've been wearing out The Royal Scam lately.
Somebody did a great Steely Dan thread here a couple of months ago that reignited my interest in them. That thread represents everything that is great about the Lounge.
Oh damn, I've been wearing out The Royal Scam lately.
Somebody did a great Steely Dan thread here a couple of months ago that reignited my interest in them. That thread represents everything that is great about the Lounge.
I just listened to some of Two against Nature thinking I wouldn't like their newer material but really loved it. "Cousin Dupree" is a great song.
I've been listening to different versions of Jacques Brel's classic "Ne me quitte pas."
I find it rather astonishing that a man would get this puckered up about a woman leaving him, unless of course, she took off on his Harley...along with his golf clubs...and maybe...his best 20 gauge shotgun...maybe then...I guess...a man might get this overwrought because 1 woman out of three billion left him.
I thought Marlene Dietrich's cover was the best until I heard Bajor's rendition.
After you watch these three, The Cirque du Soleil parody sums up my astonishment, but you can't watch it until after you experience the first three renditions in order comprehend my feelings.
I've been listening to different versions of Jacques Brel's classic "Ne me quitte pas."
I find it rather astonishing that a man would get this puckered up about a woman leaving him, unless of course, she took off on his Harley...along with his golf clubs...and maybe...his best 20 gauge shotgun...maybe then...I guess...a man might get this overwrought because 1 woman out of three billion left him.
Great song. Yeah, old Jacques got pretty worked up over her!