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Obligatory (MUSIC!) List of 2010′s Shiniest, Most Super-Duperist Treasures

You’ve perused the book and movie part of my list.  I’m sure you’ve absorbed it and decided I’m an awesome dude because of all the awesome stuff I read and watched.  Good, good.  That’s how it should be.  That was a great advertisement for myself.  You’re welcome, self.

Now, let’s do the songs I liked from last year.  Albums?  Pfft.  I got shit to do, man.  I have only a ten-minute commute, and that doesn’t leave me time for a lot of album digestion, dig?  I need my songs punchy and gratifying within a 5-minute interval.  Give me suspense, give me shredding guitar riffs, give me climactic choruses, but do it quick.  I’m practically at work already.

In no particular order…

UPDATE:  How did I forget this song?  The lead singer was “carried to Ohio in a swarm of bees” and lived to tell about it!  Wowser!


Breathe Owl Breathe – I’m not a big fan of the name, but several songs from their newest record, Magic Central, were popular songs in my car this fall and winter.  This song is very pretty, adorable, and makes me nostalgic for shit I didn’t even do.

And then there’s this song.  I could not pick just one from these kids.

Breathe Owl Breathe – House Of Gold


I don’t understand why this next song didn’t get more popular, at least in the indie music blogodome.  It’s awesome, and the whispered threats just kill me.

Jai Paul – BTSTU


Heartbreaking, hopeful, just damned lovely.

Phosphorescent – The Mermaid Parade


I listened to this next one more than any other song.  It makes my ears feel nice.

Toro y Moi – You Hid


The entire Teen Dream record is great, and “Silver Soul” is probably my favorite song, but I already uploaded this one, and I’m too lazy to change it.

Beach House – Take Care


Again with the shitty name, but my god what a jam.

PS I Love You – Facelove


Guilty pleasure perhaps?  My second most-listened-to song.

Javelin – Oh! Centra


Do I really even need to include this one?

Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti – Round and Round


Some of that there rap music.  This dude is great.

Freddie Gibbs – National Anthem (Fuck The World)


If you are a frequent patron of the Alamo Drafthouse, you know they produce exceptional promotional videos of upcoming events and movies.  The editing is great – they are masterful in their clip selection.  Furthermore, they always pick kick ass songs to soundtrack the spots, and I appreciate how they never forget to credit the musician/band.  For example, Fitz & The Tantrums.

Fitz and The Tantrums – MoneyGrabber


I like everything I heard from TOBACCO.  All of it.

TOBACCO – Lamborghini Meltdown (feat. Zackey Force Funk)


I’m sure a large part of my obsession with this next song  is due to the video, as it features one of my favorite television characters, from one of my favorite shows.

Or maybe I like it because I relate so closely to the narrator, Kid Cudi, and how he “Hides the pain with some pussy and mimosas,” with “Costa Rica next on [his] agenda.”  Yeah, that’s probably it.

Good god, now can we finally end with the list-making?  Can we stop with the top 25 lists about the top 100 things about the number 4 in 2010?  I have a lot of respect for people who can create, and actually assign a rank, to artistic creations.  I mean, I think it’s respect.  I don’t know what it is, because I eventually had to give in and relax.  I could have worked on a list all of this year and still not been satisfied.  Why did I even do this to myself?  This was hard, and I’m not even sure it was all that rewarding.

What a great ending!

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Hot Buttered Jesus and his Sweet & Sour Soul Batter

Welcome to the inaugural music/mp3 post from the Fat Fingers of Justice.  From now on, I will occasionally regale you with audio offerings.  Some will be like the soft fur of the panda cub’s touch – delicate, indoor-music to sleep to or to fall asleep crying to.  Others will be like a belligerent brute, noisy and raw.  There will be much funk and soul.  Still other delights will not even be music, but speeches, obscure former disc jockeys, or spoken word performances.  On holidays, perhaps fart sounds and showtunes.  In other words, in maintaining the consistency of this blog, there will be no consistency.

Hot Buttered Jesus and His Sweet & Sour Soul Batter would be a great name for a Christian funk band.  Unfortunately, it is a name which will never be applied, ever.  The reason is simple:  there is no Christian funk music.

While there is a Christian version of nearly every musical genre, funk and Christianity simply do not jive.  There is Christian rap, rock, punk, dance/techno, folk, heavy metal and ska.  There is probably not Christian noise rock, but that’s another beast entirely.

Jesus funk?  No way.  Impossible.  Funk is inherently, well, just too funky.

And this guy?  I’m pretty sure George Clinton missed today’s church services.

Stop being so stingy with the funk. Give it up. Don't make him ask you twice.

Speaking of, you should not fear giving up the funk.  Just because you give it up does not leave you funk-less.  Funk is a renewable resource, much like solar energy, and one’s capacity for funk storage is bound only by one’s ability to get up and/or down.  If the oil companies did not have our nation’s leaders on the payroll, this country could be running on funk as an alternative, albeit nasty, energy source.  But I digress…

Today’s musical selection comes from Funkadelic, the psychedelic soul band led by George Clinton.  Before Clinton made the full sonic leap to p(ure)-funk with Parliament and Parliament Funkadelic, there was simply Funkadelic.  Formed in 1968, the band was more psych-rock than funk, with Jimi Hendrix and LSD as obvious influences.  The band’s sound was a revolutionary mix of Eddie Hazel’s gnarly guitar solos, mutated Motown soul (Clinton was once a staff songwriter for the label) and Clinton’s trippy funk vocabulary and otherworldly one-liners.

“What is Soul” is the final track on their eponymous debut album, released in 1970.  It’s truly a mess of a song, and completely dense with awesome shit, and Clinton dropping classic lines with a madness.  I’m not sure I could regurgitate the true meaning of soul, but some sample lyrics:

What is soul?

I don’t know

Soul is a ham hock in your corn flakes

Soul is also “the ring around your bathtub” and “a joint rolled in toilet paper.” 

Listen, and take notes.

Funkadelic – What is Soul

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