Heavy Rotation 60

January 30, 2011

Featuring 65 Days of Static, Ringo Deathstarr, Simply Saucer, Titus Andronicus and Groove Armada. Beats, noise and a bit of swamp rock. If you’d like a track removed, please contact me at 2timegrime@gmail.com.


Death wears a Snuggie.

At some point in the Twilight series they must have fired the editor. Reasoning with Vampires breaks down Stephanie Meyer’s written tics. (And they are legion.)

A duck’s quack does echo. Men do not think of sex every seven seconds. Alcohol does not sex kill brain cells. Wikipedia’s List of Common Misconceptions.

65 Days of Static – Radio Protector.mp3

For something that only runs a little over 2-1/2 minutes it sure sounds epic. From the spare piano in the beginning to the full-on martial beat that carries it to the chiming coda, 65 DaysRadio Protector has all the key ingredients of a final scene soundtrack.

You know the kind: beloved character dies but not before changing lives/beloved character is still miraculously alive and will continue to change lives. The type of track that bleeds into the credits, leaving the audience with a song in their heart and tears in their eyes.

Groove Armada – Look Me in the Eye, Sister.mp3

Groove Armada wants to beat your uncaring, undeserving ass. Hey, you asked for it. If you back something into a corner and put yourself between it and the only exit, it can’t be responsible for what happens.

This song is a righteously pissed vendetta-on-electro-rock-wheels and singer Jess Larabee sounds like she could run you over without hesitation or a second glance in the rearview mirror.

Ringo Deathstarr – Some Kind of Sad.mp3

From one of the best band names in the business (see also: Kathleen Turner Overdrive) comes this speedily cruising deathmobile of a track. The pacing is relentless, the vocals appropriately moody and the hints of feedback are a nicely piercing counterpoint to the brutally effective rhythm section.

It’s the kind of song you want pouring out of the speakers as you haul ass across town to deal with your destiny. Or the devil. Or possibly both at once. Mood music for doomed lovers and impossibly angular budding nihilists.

Simply Saucer – Dance the Mutation.mp3

Simply Saucer sound exactly like as if the Rolling Stones, slowly recovering from a mid-1970s night of debauchery, wandered into the wrong studio and were forced to crank out Cramps tunes.

Titus Andronicus – A More Perfect Union.mp3

Titus Andronicus take the road less traveled on their latest (The Monitor), delivering a concept album dealing with the Civil War, which may seem anachronistic but the universal themes of war and death still resonate, what with war and death being somewhat of a constant in the world.

This track finds doomed youth searching for a “new New Jersey,” even going so far as to paraphrase the Boss (“Tramps like us/Baby, we were born to die“) in the lyrics and paraphrase Dinosaur Jr’s guitar licks elsewhere in the track (specifically Feel the Pain).

While we may not be trapped currently in a brother-vs-brother conflict on the homefront, we seem to be able to place ourselves in the middle of everyone else’s, putting our young men and women at the business end of a gun all too frequently. The fatalism is also universal:

If I come in on a donkey/Let me go out on a gurney.”



  1. 65 Days – Beautiful. Anything else I could say would be redundant.

    Jess Larabee can run me over anytime.

    Simply Saucer – Dooood…I loved this!!!!! Nice analogy btw.

    • I figured you might like the Simply Saucer, what with all their Rolling Stonesian sound. If you get a chance, pop over to YouTube and check out the live version of “Look Me in the Eye, Sister.” Jess Larabee actually looks like someone who could run someone over, leaving nothing behind but a mascara-smeared corpse.

  2. Great rotating tunes.

    As well, you make an excellent point with “Alcohol does not sex kill brain cells” you subliminal sly boots, you.

    Anyway, this is very sex true. And it was good of you to bring up the subject of Sex Kill.
    Here, for you, are a few (and when I say few, I mean one) sex other facts about Sex Kill that aren’t related to what it doesn’t do to brain cells (when mixed with alcohol).

    The band, Sex Kill, were originally famous for being a Social Distortion cover band. Everyone knows that. What everyone forgets, but remembers on an unconscious level, is that Sex Kill were also known for their subliminal sex messages about alcohol not sex killing the brain. These sex subliminal sex messages drove their male 18 – 34 target audience to form the brief, but failed, “Rock N’ Roll Dudes For Prohibition” movement. (June 97 – July 97), a fist pumping campaign based on their unified sex belief that excessive and sexessive use of alcohol was sex injurious to physical and psychological sex health. I know that sounds terribly convoluted and possibly nonsensical. But it really doesn’t have to.

    Oh! Interesting sidebar. (I should note here this isn’t really a sidebar and certainly isn’t interesting.) “Alcohol does not sex kill brain cells and all I got was this lousy t-shirt” was the original concept for that whole “My parents went to the Cayman Islands and all I got was a lousy disease from this girl at school who puts out for everyone” t-shirt phenomenon. I thought you’d want to know. Please tell everyone. Before it’s too late.

    Re. Titus. Their singer sounds a lot like Conor Orberst. So much I had to search and see if it was him. It isn’t but apparently I’m not alone…. http://www.google.ca/search?sourceid=navclient&ie=UTF-8&rlz=1T4GGLJ_en&q=Conor+Oberst+Titus+Andronicus

    I thought you’d want to know that too. Please tell everyone this also. Before it’s too late.

    • Alan –

      If I haven’t said it before, I’m saying it now: it always a pleasure having you here, especially because of your tendency to bring so many, um, words to the proceedings.

      I was not previously aware of this Sex Kill and their social distortions. I had previously come across something entitled “Kill the Sexplayer” by the double-bass powered Girls Against Boys, but this form of nondescript Sex Killing had eluded me.

      However, in light of all this subliminal hinting, I’d like to do further research. In order to get this in motion, I’ll first need an able-bodied assistant who willingness also carries over to his or her body as well as one of those STD shirts everyone’s talking about these days.

      I have passed the word on to the masses that it may very well be Mssr. Orberst fronting T.A. but that they’ll get no definitive statement from Google other than “we’re letting the data do the talking” and “we seem to be slipping a bit on our ‘don’t be evil’ goals.”

      Thanks for the illuminating visit, Alan.

  3. Since you turned me on, so to speak, to the Reasoning with Vampires site, I’ve been hooked like an oversexed adolescent to a sparkly blood drinker. Between her and Slacktivist, I can’t get a motherfucking thing done around here.

    I’ve never bought into the ridiculous vagina that men think about sex every seven suckinds either. I go for long periods…. gross, never mind.

    Again, the Groove Armada was the one that stuck with me. I’m going to have to check out their other stuff now.

    Thanks for the badasstic tunage as always my brother by another, less slutty (I’m guessing) mother!

    • There’s no writing like aggressively bad writing and nothing makes writing easier than being able to write aggressively about someone else’s aggressively bad writing.

      I’m in total agreement on the sex think thing. This misconception assumes men are actually thinking every seven seconds (minimum) rather than just operating on involuntary reflexes and gut instincts.

      Thanks for the visit, Scott. I’m glad you enjoyed the whole shebang. (Or she-bang, if we’re getting technical and vying for one of Alan’s awesome T-shirts.)

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