Monthly Archives: January 2012

New Jack White (solo)

Posted by White/Gillis/Three Quid on YouTube last night. From the upcoming Blunderbuss, due in April.

I want love to
walk right up and bite me
grab a hold of me and fight me
leave me dying on the ground.

And I want love to
split my mouth wide open and
cover up my ears
and never let me hear a sound.

I want love to
forget that you offended me
or how you have defended me
when everybody tore me down.


Watched Brief Interviews with Hideous Men. And, I’m sorry, but this needs to be addressed.

David Foster Wallace is obviously magnificent – brutal and poetic at the same time. And John Krasinski’s film was full of clever discourses and post-modernism and lyrical interpretations of blah blah.

But oh, sweet baby Jesus. Can we talk about Max Minghella’s voice in this movie?

Why are we making him play American web developers? Just let him do podcasts for days on end, reading encyclopedias in his English accent.

It’s only socially responsible.


Those two songs from Drive

I’ve gone on about this film and its Taxi Driver inheritance for far longer than is polite, so let’s just get to the soundtrack.

Katyna Ranieri’s vocals were just haunting on that piece that played during the mask bit,  but I’m betting these are the two that haven’t quite left you since you saw Drive.

Over the opening titles, Kavinsky’s Nightcall, featuring Lovefoxxx.

I’m giving you a night call to tell you how I feel
I want to drive you through the night, down the hills
I’m gonna tell you something you don’t want to hear
I’m gonna show you where it’s dark, but have no fear

There’s something inside you
It’s hard to explain
They’re talking about you, boy
But you’re still the same

And during the scene where the Driver/child/Irene dynamic plays out, A Real Hero by College, featuring Electric Youth.

Water warmer than his head so cool
In that tight bind knew what to do
And you have proved to be

A real human being and a real hero


F. Scott Fitzgerald’s advice to his 11-year old daughter, Scottie


Teddy Thompson sings the most romantic song of 2011

He’s an extraordinary songwriter/musician, which is why I suspect that his actual voice is often overlooked. But it is something that gets under your skin like a belief.

Delilah is another song in that grand tradition of art (see When Harry Met Sally and anything starring Michael Cera) that’s devoted to the fact that boys and girls can’t ever be friends once they’ve acknowledged each other’s gender.

Why does a man have to resist a never-ending happiness?
Delilah, Oh Delilah

I got myself out of the way
My debt to you is now repaid
I was a fool to let you go
I’m sorry and I love you so


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