July 10th 2008 Playlist

July 11th, 2008 / No Comments » / by JHolt

I’m not a celebrity.  I’m pretty sure that I would never want to be one either.  Except for one factor.  No, not money.  And no, not chicks.  (Ok, I probably wouldn’t pass on either, but still)  The one true benefit of becoming a celebrity?  Lists.  No, not those uber-pretentious ‘Best/Worst Dressed’, “Hot Bikini/Super Fatty’  tabloid magazine/Ryan Seacrest-hosted show lists.  Top-Five sort of lists.  In this case we’ll use iTunes ‘Celebrity Playlists’ as an example.  On this night in mid-July 2008, if I were a celebrity, tonight (and maybe only tonight) my list would sound as such:

  1. Danzig - “Mother”: What’s not to love about this songs?  One word.  Badass.  A fantastic opener to any mix.  And a rock-out-with-your-sock-out song for sure.
  2. Billy Idol - “Dancing With Myself”: For many of the same reasons as above.  Only not so badass.  But lots of fun.  Who doesn’t like to dance with themselves some time?
  3. Sparta - “Erase It Again”: I re-fell in love with this song recently.  Love Sparta, and more specifically, Jim Ward’s writing.  And his voice.  Gravely.  Tired yet alive.  Full of all the right emotions at all the right times.  Good guitarist too.  The ringing guitars in this song are exactly what I love out of song.  Futuristic.  But not Star Trek crap.
  4. Lynyrd Skynyrd - “Simple Man”: I’m not a huge fan of anything that promotes hicks flying the rebel racist flag.  And I’m not even a big fan of Skynyrd.  But I LOVE this song.  If ever I get married I think this would be my mother/son dance.  It reminds me of my mom.  I like that.  And it’s unconventional in that regard.  A little long perhaps for a dance song, but one you could rock out to.
  5. Thrice - “Night Driving”: If you’re not down with Thrice you suck at life.  But seriously, their double-double concept album The Alchemy Index is a brilliant listen.  All four disks are stellar.  And this song, which I refer to as “The Goonies song”–listen to it and think back to that part in The Goonies where he comes across One-Eyed Willy’s booty–is one to lose yourself in.
  6. Modest Mouse - “The View”: A booty-shaker.  So what if I’m shaking my booty in my chair.  Modest Mouse rules.  Great songwriting that’s a lot of fun.  “And if it takes sh*t to make bliss well I feel pretty blissfully.”  I love that damn line.
  7. Paul Davis - “I Go Crazy”: Sue me.  I’m a sad bastard music loving SOB.  There’s a handful of songs in your lifetime that preserve themselves like Twinkies or cockroaches during an atomic blast.  For me this is one of them.  I remember the first time I heard this song.  I was a four.  I was sitting in the back seat of my cousin’s car, riding along the Niagara River.  The cool wind was blowing through my mop top hair.  Life felt good.  Now, twenty-six years later, every time I hear it I remember something concrete.  Or someone.  Tonight, it’s a someone.
  8. From Autumn To Ashes - “The After Dinner Payback”: I’m also an angry boy.  At least when I’m stuck behind slow bastards on the road.  Or stupid people, well, everywhere.  There are too many of both in this world.  And they all suck at life.  This song’s a little screamo, but who doesn’t like to scream?
  9. Temple Of The Dog - “Hunger Strike”:  If I could have the voice of any male singer it would be Bob Seger.  A close second, Chris Cornell.  Third would probably be Eddie Vedder.  I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this damn song.  A great sing-a-long.  It’s a roll your windows down and sing-a-long jam.  I wish they would have done more together.  Hell, they’re two of the few bands–especially “grunge” bands–that I actually liked in the ’90’s.
  10. Ani Difranco - “Independence Day”: Fitting, considering the time of year.  I fell in love with this song the first time I heard it.  “And I, I don’t think war is noble, and I don’t like to think love is like war.”  Damn.  One of my top-three all-time favorite songwriters.  My female Dylan.  Brilliant.
  11. Mariah Carey - “I Stay In Love”: Off of her new album.  This song makes me think of being fifteen again.  In the same vein as any of her hits from the early to mid 90’s.  Still a beautiful voice.  Still catchy hooks.  There’s a romanticism in this song.  I don’t know if it’s the song itself or the feeling it gives me.  Either way, I love it; almost immediately Top-160 ever worthy for me.  Guilty pleasure or not, I love her.
  12. Bob Dylan - “Summer Days”: If you can’t get down with this song you have no soul.  Simple enough.  This song is everything that’s good about life.  About living.  You cannot listen to this song and not dance.  Tap your toes.  Swing with whomever is standing next to you.  The three times I’ve heard this song in concert I’ve danced with a random person beside me.  And I dance like a window-licker.  Who cares?  It’s fun.  And who can’t use a little fun in their life?
  13. Jimmy Eat World - “A Simple Chorus”: Been a JEW fan since back in the graduation from high school  in 1996 days.  This album was the soundtrack to my summer of 2001, my first summer away from home, on my own.  I would drive aimlessly down the backroads of Pennsylvania blasting this album.  And this song, I love it.  Always enjoyed the “Crimson and Clover” reset towards the end.  “I wanna always feel like part of this was mine.  I wanna fall in love tonight.”  Simple.  Cheesy.  Right up my alley.
  14. Michael Jackson - “P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing): Michael is a genius.  I’m not using the past tense.  He is. Denial isn’t a damn river in South America.  Thriller is one of the best albums ever.  No contest.  And I hate, hate, HATE how entire generations only know him as a pedder-ass.  That sucks.  Dude was the best pop artist.  Ever.  This is one of my staple jukebox jams.   It has a special meaning currently.  A ringtone I love to hear.   Yeah.
  15. Nas - “Ether”: One of my top-five all-time favorite songwriters as well.  He was one of the first–and only–singers who’ve made me hit the ‘Rewind’ button over and over.  Say what?  “Ether” is bad ass.  He tears Jay-Z two new ones.  Funny.  Perfect mix of schoolyard fight and grown man throw down.  The best diss track ever.  By the time he calls him a “Tae-Bo ho,” yeah, it’s over.  I love Jay-Z, but damn.  Dude got worked.  This song always made me wish that writers had feuds like this, where they’d have “battles.”  If nothing else, that is motivation to be a writer who is read.  Just so I could f**k with somebody else in print.
  16. Emma-Lee - “Isn’t It Obvious”: I’m not even being a homer.  Just because I’ve mentioned her music so much through the years.  Her new album Never Just A Dream comes out August 8th 2008.  It’s brilliant.  Really.  And this is my early favorite (or second favorite–I am partial in that regard) on the album.  Her voice is especially beautiful here.  A great end-all song.  Looking for a way to say goodbye?  Listen.  And buy her damn album when it comes out.  You WON’T be disappointed.  I promise.  And if you are I’ll let you kick me in the nuts.  That’s how sure I am you’ll love it.
  17. Damian Marley w/Nas - “Road To Zion”: The social consciousness of his father with a voice that’s entirely his own.  Great beat.  Great writing.  Nas’ verse is money.  The album as whole is stellar but I love this song in particular.  If ever you come across his “Austin City Limits” performance on PBS, watch it.
  18. Sigur Ros - “All Alright”: The first time I heard this song the piano made me think of Rocky.  If for no other reason I liked it.  But really, I love me some Sigur Ros.  And finally, in this song I know what the hell they’re saying.  But really it’s another melancholy masterpiece.  More than probably anyone else this band has been the soundtrack to the better part of my last four years.  Great writing music.  Great song to just zonk out to.  In fact, I’ll go do that now.

Power to the people.  And stuff.

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Yankees vs. Red Sux

July 7th, 2008 / No Comments » / by JHolt

So it’s been a whole month and this is what you come back to, another tired Yankees/Red Sux take. Well yes, yes it is.

I was just reading random news stories online and I came across this one. Essentially the key points are this:

A man was ordered held without bail Monday for allegedly beating a New York man with a baseball bat because he thought the man was a Yankees fan.

As it turned out, the New Yorker allegedly beaten in the land of the Red Sox isn’t even a big baseball fan.

Police say Robert Correia, 20, and others spotted a car with New York license plates leaving a fireworks display Friday. The group approached the car and began yelling about the Yankees, according to the police report.

Police did not identify the victim, but the New York Post identified him as William Nestor, 29, of Northport, N.Y. Nestor said his family was traveling in two cars and stuck in heavy traffic after the fireworks on Cape Cod when he was attacked.

And then later on, it goes to mention this:

In May, a New Hampshire woman was charged with second-degree murder and drunken driving in a fatal crash following an argument over the Yankees and the Red Sox.

Ivonne Hernandez, 43, told police she was trying to scare off a group of people who were hitting her car and yelling after they spotted a Yankees sticker on her rear windshield.

Police said Hernandez drove away from the group, then turned around and headed directly toward them. Matthew Beaudoin, 29, of Nashua, was killed, and a woman suffered minor injuries.

Wow. Now this story didn’t surprise me. Last year at about this time I was working in Brockton, MA, and one night at the hotel whilst I was sleeping my roommate noticed a group of kids noticing the New York license plate on my truck. “Let’s f**k his car up” was one of their comments. “Let’s s**t on the hood” was another. Needless to say, and perhaps funny–or not so funny in the context of this story–enough when my roommate offered to stick a baseball bat up their asses, they cleared out.

But reading this got me thinking, when is enough enough? I mean, the Red Sux have won two out of the last four World Series championships after not having one any in eight-six years. Shouldn’t they be happy with that? At least content? Of course not. Once again Red Sux Nation proves they have a little man complex. Why you ask? This is why:

World Series Championships:

26

7

Hall of Famers:

(who wear the team’s cap on their HOF plaque)

18

11


People:

8,400,000

590,000

Scoreboard On All Accounts: New York

Boo on Boston.  BOOOOOOOOOO!

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The Outsiders

June 3rd, 2008 / No Comments » / by JHolt

A short story of mine, “The Outsiders” was included in the newest edition of Colored Chalk’s Hybrid Zine; which is essentially a bi-monthly collection of story based around a certain theme.  The current issue is called Cockroaches Ate The Ending, and it’s built around some advice that Kurt Vonnegut had about writing.  If you click on the cover below it will bring you to a PDF version of the issue which you are free to download and view on your computer.

Cockroaches Ate The Ending

If you’d like to go directly to “The Outsiders” you can read it HERE online.