March 2006


By popular demand, and by that I mean the voices in my head, I’m posting a Peace Bone mp3 and lyrics. These lyrics were taken off a message board, and someone (insert credit here) did a heck of a job deciphering Avey Tare. Pat yourself on the back, or wherever else makes you feel good.

Peace Bone/We Tigers (Live) – Animal Collective

My peace bone got found in a dinosaur wing
Jumped in all over the mules and slowly shrinking
Its was a jugular vein in a juggler’s girl
It was supposedly leakin most interesting colors

Went out from my fingers
And lived in the sand

Bluegrass and letters
That you used to go get broccoli
Otherside of takeout Still do alright (or our rice)

Cuz my obsession with the past is like a kid fight
Few things are related to the old times
When we didn’t believe in magic and we didn’t die
This time the words that you should follow went you’re inside
We want you inside

Because you’re inside

But the monster was happy cause you made him a maze
Cause he don’t understand intentions he just looks at your face
And then the bubbles exploded and tickled the bath
Oh all the birds were very curious and all the fish were at the surface

Laugh at me waiting for the soul to get calm
Im like a pelican at red tide, a vision like a fisherman
A blow out does not mean I’ll have a good night

Well I start in a hose and I end in a yard
And when I feel like I’m stealing my feet are so hard
The pace that you’re cookin could demolish a clown
We went from castles to get to mountains and all the mountains you haven’t seen

The bear in your heart
Was a new kind of sound
When you have to go to New York
To make your heads and tails mean anything
To find out that you can’t ask out And maybe to cry
When you’re obsession with the past is like a kid fight


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Welcome to the first edition of the Meow Mix Tape chronicles. We here at Louder, Pussycat are really great to have as friends. Not only do we groom ourselves 37 times a day, we also are exceedingly philanthropic and give the gift of music, often for no reason at all. Just because we like you. Well not you in particular, but whoever gets the mix. Although you are OK, seriously, I mean that.

So here's how the whole Meow Mix Tape thing works. I type out the mix. Explain the situation. That's it.


Date: February 12, 2006

Who: A friend who has moved to that gawd awful place known as New York City.

Why: Because I'm not-so secretly in love with her. And because to hell with her for moving.

Name: Inside joke. Mostly with myself.

Delivered: By hand, on a recent visit.

Situation: I had about 2 hours to put this together, and could only use songs from my home iToonces, limiting my selection. But I think it turned out decent.

Mood: Well, the last one I made was kind of mushy, so this needed some upbeat tunes. Of course there are all kinds of hidden messages in there, I wasn't about to let her off that easily.


1. Dios Malos – "Starting Five"
This instantly get things off on a perfect start. It's poppy enough to really just say "Hey dude, haven't seen you in a while. How's it going?" Plus it starts off with the lyrics "If I want I'll take you back, If I want I won't look back," which gives the false illusion that I have the upper hand.

2. Feist – "Intuition"
As you can see, upbeat didn't last too long. However, when making a Meow Mix Tape (now on CD!), it's very important that the second song be a gift for them. They have to like the second song, otherwise you lose their trust. I guarantee she digs this song. It paves the way for me to show the listener what else they'll like.

3. Stars – "Your Ex-Lover is Dead"
First, let's just say this is one of the most heart-wrenching yet warm songs out there. It's all about the awkwardness of seeing someone again. The point being a reminder of everything that had happened. I haven't forgotten. Third song is like the third batter in a baseball lineup. It should hit for both power and average. "Live through this, and you won't look back." That line tears me apart. If the first song was mine and the second song was hers, then the third song is ours. And you thought making a mix was just about putting on cool songs.

4. The Black Keys – "10 A.M. Automatic"
Okay, time to lighten the mood again. Kind of like when someone walks in the room when you're about to make out with someone for the first time. While that hasn't really happened to me, but I see it in the movies all the time, so it must be happening all the time. Plus, for some reason Blues-tinged rock always reminds me of her. Something inherently sexy about dirty, Southern rock.

5. Film School – "Pitfalls"
This one was strictly for me. I had recently bought the Film School CD, and this is one of the standout tracks and most appropriate for this mix. It's also a fairly decent transition between The Black Keys and the next song, which is…

6. Akron/Family – "I'll be on the Water"
I would have loved to have put "Moment" or "Raising the Sparks" from the hippy-riffic boys from Brooklyn, but once again, this was the most appropriate for the mix. Plus, it's chick-friendly. "Thinking of you, there's lightning bolts in my chest." C'mon, even I know that's romantic.

7. Two Gallants – "Nothing to You"
This is the favorite band of one of her best friend's brother, who I occassionally see in the city. I gave them a whirl, and fell in love with this song, so I thought I would pass it along. I know it's a bit of a "fuck you" song, but it shouldn't be taken in that context.

8. Wolf Parade – "I'll Believe in Anything"
Okay, I'm not sure anyone else thinks this, but this has to be the most romantic song I've ever heard. I know it really doesn't sound like it, but it's most certainly about wanting to whisk someone away. "Give me your eyes, I need sunshine. Your blood, your bones, your voice, your ghost." This is definitely one of "her" songs. "Look at the trees, look at my face, look at the place far away from here."

9. Broken Social Scene – "Major Label Debut" (KCRW Session)
Back-to-back with "I'll Believe in Anything" would emotionally cripple even the most hardened tough guy. Plus Feist sounds fucking fantastic singing this. I've always wanted to put all three versions (album, fast, this acoustic one) on one mix, because they're entirely different and change the song completely. Soon.

10. Tapes 'n Tapes – "50s Parking"
Once again, I'm walking in on the make-out session with this one. This is my favorite song from my favorite new band. So listen to this, have a chuckle, and pretend like weren't just about to make out. Plus, great little metaphor about trying to find parking.

11. Brendan Benson – "Tiny Spark"
I used to think this song was just catchy, and then the lyrics really hit me one time. It's really has that I-can-do-anything feeling to it, like a lot of his songs have, but it takes it to the next level with the bridge. "When we break apart, and you take back your heart, and it aches in the dark, but it makes… a tiny spark." That kills me.

12. Matt Pond PA – "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea"
This song just follows Brendan Benson perfectly. That's ultimately why I chose this version over the Neutral Milk Hotel original. Matt Pond makes the song about as dreamy as any song can be. Plus it's about just being happy and letting the hard stuff go, man… just let it go, dude. It also just has this "Hey fuck it, that's life, bro" feel to it. And that, in a nutshell, is me.

13. The Clientele – "We Could Walk Together"
The dream continues with The Clientele. Why the hell these guys aren't more popular is beyond me. They are amazing and have some of the best guitar hooks I've ever heard, particularly in this song. If I were a girl, which I'm not (well ok, I'm neutered but that wasn't my choice), I'd be weak in the knees when he turns the hook over.

14. Fruit Bats – "Rainbow Sign"
Still dreaming. These last three songs are the part of the CD that should be an escape from the crush of Manhattan. I'll admit, I wanted to put on "Dragonships" because they sing about Vikings doing drugs, but it wasn't on my iToonces. But this works well.

15. Of Montreal – "Requiem ffor O.m.m.2"
This is without a doubt the most inappropriate song on the mix, but fuck it I said. Even as I handed the CD over, I thought about grabbing it back and replacing this song. But the chorus is just way too irresistable. I won't repeat it here, I need to retain some dignity.

16. Wilco – "Pick Up the Change"
We'll keep this between the two of us.

17. Moody Blues – "In Your Wildest Dreams"
C'mon! It's the Moody Blues! Obligatory old song that is way better than people give it credit for.

18. Broken Social Scene – "Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl"
Nothing like going from old cheesiness to one of the heaviest songs out there. This is the beginning of wind-down time. The penultimate song should be one of the CD's strongest, and this is just about the best example ever. I know it's a crime to put two songs by the same artist on one mix, but I don't play by the rules. I'm a lawbreaker.

19. Animal Collective – "Winters Love"
The last song on a CD is definitely a "message song." Last time it was something ridiculously mushy, this time, it's a bit more philosophical. "Winters Love" is one of the most bizarre, happy songs I've ever heard. It's largely chants and melodies, with some lyrics that even I don't get. However, the lyrics are amazing even if they don't make sense. The 2:25 mark sends the song into orbit, really hammering home what I'm trying to convey. It just sounds like memories, if that makes sense–It's like regressing back to childhood. Either that or doing a bunch of mushrooms and bouncing around the meadow. Either way, both are supposed to be happy.

Hope you enjoy it.

Dude, this is so fucked. I totally wrote this reviewish thing, like, hmmmm, three weeks ago? But, you know, my computer ate it. Or something. My boss is totally riding me to get something up about the show and says that all I did was sit on the couch and eat catnip all day. I mean, who told him?

Now I have to piece together my smokey memories and actually try and remember the show. I could barely remember it while it was going on, I was so far whacked out on the feline green. I will say this: Animal Collective was like, rad. I know it must have been hard for the suit-types to really capture the essence of the band, who jumped around like beautiful kangaroos and yelped like coyotes on peyote, but I, as a member of wonderful mother Earth and friends with nature, fully dug it.

No, YOU are insane.

Though "Banshee Beat" and "Grass" blew my mind, it was "We Tigers" that was worth the price of admission those forest-raping bastards Clear Channel charged. You simply haven't lived until you've seen it performed live. I'm assuming that the band is consantly on mushrooms (like most of the audience), and I've never heard a song more accurately portray the wonders of a psilocybic trip. At one point beautiful, at one point terrifying, and at one point melting. Seriously, if you've never done 'shrooms before, just listen to that song and close your eyes. You will see God. Or Satan. Or more likely, the two of them playing a game of Battleship.

God: "B1 through B4. That's your destroyer. C6, D6, and E6. That's your submarine. Do you want to continue this?"

Satan: "Eat me, bitch."

Someone was kind enough to post a video of "We Tigers" live at SXSW. Of course I'm supposed to able to embed the thing here, but it don't work. Here's another, with a new song before "We Tigers." The new song is called "Peace Bone" and it's quickly becoming my favorite AC song ever, and all I've heard are these shitezen bootlegs. I know the video is dark, but if you were there you were probably screaming and trying to scratch the demons off of your face anyway and couldn't see.

Animal Collective – The Purple Bottle (acoustic-ish)

See you lunatics at Coachella!


It was a long time coming. After hearing Tapes ‘n Tapes for the first time on WOXY radio about 5-6 months ago, all I’ve wanted to do is curl up and nestle into their collective laps. The quartet from Minnesota produces the freshest indie rock I’ve heard in a long time. You want gimmicks? Listen elsewhere. I may upset a lot of people when I say this, but fuck it… this is the Web baby! Try and find me if you can! 

Here goes: The band’s full-length debut, The Loon, is the best debut since Pavement’s Slanted and Enchanted. There I said it. If I stepped in someone else’s litterbox with that comment, excuse me while I piss all over your newspapers.

Tapes ‘n Tapes – THE BAND!

It’s apt that they challenge the throne of Steve Malkmus’ troupe (I call him Steve, because, you know, like, we’re pals), because watching them live gives indie-rockers of the mid 90s reason to believe again–THEY ARE PAVEMENT REBORN! Well not really. But watching them evokes the gorgeous insanity that was Steve, the Bobs, Spiral Stairs, and that other guy… Mark I think his name was.

In addition to Pavement, seeing the Tapes live brings back memories of some other superb influences, The Pixies and Talking Heads (come to think about it, it seems like everyone reminds me of Talking Heads nowadays).

Enough about those old fogeys. Though Tapes sounds like some other stuff, they manage to have a sound all their own. I know that sounds like canned PR shill, but fuck you. I’m serious. They make the type of music that you listen to, then shit just starts rippin’, and you’re all like “Dammmmn! That was the same song? Where the fudge did that come from?” Pardon my juvenile playground speak, but the Tapes get me all kitten-like excited.

Holy crap! I just took a peek at their myspace page while listening to “Just Drums” on my iPawd and “Just Drums” began playing on the myspace page almost a perfect beat away from what I was listening to so it ended up being this crazy spontaneous myspace remix. You had to be there. Why weren’t you there? Why!?!?

I was fortunate to land an exclusive interview and get the origin of the band’s name thanks to Mr. Tapes, the bass player. He’s got red hair. You know what that means. (If you know what that means, please let me know by leaving a comment) Anywho, apparently the bored lads played a game where they would write parts of songs in two minutes or less, record it, and generally just waste their days dreaming that one day they would be rock stars and tour the country playing shows and blow up SXSW and get mentioned by the New York Times. I got news for you guys, welcome to reality!

Point is, they looked at a box full of their recorded quickies and said aloud, “Jesus, we have tapes and tapes of this shit.” (It’s unclear whether all of them said that at the same time, or whether it was muttered by only one Tape, but it was said.) Thus the name was born, though they shortened it considerably by dropping the baggage that was the ‘a’ and ‘d’ of ‘and’ and instead used the ultra-hip and underused ”’ before the ‘n’.

Back to the present day less than a week ago (wrap that around your mind!), the Tapes rolled into Cafe Du Nord (quickly becoming my favorite venue to see bands) to a packed house. Tapes ‘n Tapes? Packed house? Weren’t these guys playing Ale Houses in Minnesota a few months ago? Goes to show what playing 8 shows in 4 days at the biggest indie festival can do for a band, particularly in a city like San Francisco.

The live standouts were obviously “Insistor” (Susie Vomit’s favorite), “Beachgirls,” and “Icedbergs.” However, “Just Drums” and “Jakov’s Suite” were simply sublime. Sometimes it takes a band to play a song at a million decibels right in front of your whiskers to make you realize that you are witnessing a true display of creative Evolutionism. I think that last sentence makes sense, but I’m not totally sure. The point is their strength is their material, which is a must to uncork a fucking rocker.

My only gripe? They didn’t play 50s Parking. Which is probably for the best, because if they did, I probably would have humped their legs. And as a cat saying that, it means a lot.

Sorry there are no pictures… I got about half a block from my house, and realized I forgot my camera. I was painfully sober and couldn’t waste any more time without sweet, sweet nectar. Just look at the picture above and imagine them rocking, k?

Buy their album from their Web site, and pick up an “I hate tapes” button while you’re at it.

Insistor – Tapes ‘n Tapes
50s Parking – Tapes ‘n Tapes

So on Tuesday night, I ended up seeing a band called the Pillars. Too bad. Belle & Sebastian and the New Pornographers would’ve been way cooler.

Man – I hope it’s kosher to point to other blogs. It’s all love, right? We’re all cool cats in the same litter box, eh? And besides, hottie numero uno is involved. And besides again, we really haven’t posted anything in a while. And besides for the third time, video is the new audio, dig?

 So without further ado, here’s a link to Broken Social Scene’s video for 7/4 (Shoreline), a song that haters love to hate because it’s actually a fucking fantastic pop song. Hate to break it to you, Mr. Hater, but indie rock is pop. 

 Fair warning–it’s the Radio Edit, which screws all sorts of things up. And it’s really only so-so.


 Broken Social Scene – 7/4 (Shoreline)

Muchas Thankas to Vanmega…dot com!

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