Top Ten
(written: 12 June 2004)
I'm gonna do something a little different, because I need to do it, and it's been on my whiteboard far too long now.
I'm going to rhyme off my top ten favourite songs up until this very moment. I'm going to do it with my unique brand of detached and selfish imagery.
Please be aware: what you're about to read should turn your stomach, and you should criticize me for trying too hard. I'll agree with you. Next time I write, I'll do the opposite for these same songs. I'll make the bourgeoisie come together.
10) Peter Schilling ~ Major Tom
We begin then, with a sequel. More of a remake, actually. Fitting. My first aural memory; a countdown, a trance, an endorsement for weightlessness.
9) Pearl Jam ~ Breath
The opening bar sounds like a step backwards; one last breath, one last moment for logic before prancing into the lighthouse beam of mother earth's third eye. And why not? Your teachers never taught you things they didn't know.
8) Filter ~ Take A Picture
And how predictable, how produced... just like a photograph from a special kind of Brownie. Peace frogs laze on Polaroids as if lilypads in a pond of gin and primordial ooze.
7) Catherine Wheel ~ Black Metallic
Imagine a world in negative. Astro-Boy animates a live action series entitled Earth-Kid. A monster fears a small child in his closet. The doors of perception are held open wide by Wal-Mart greeters.
6) Jane's Addiction ~ Three Days
As intelligent beings, we'll become actualized when whales fly, or should I say now, when whales are allowed to exist. This summer's colours are no longer blue or green, but maybe saffron, pleather and purple-pink hybrid # 66.
5) Pink Floyd ~ Fearless
Rooftops under skys the colour of cracked LCD displays. Only Pink Floyd can endorse my current baffling ordeal: And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds I look down Hear the sound of the things you said today
4) Smashing Pumpkins ~ Starla
The horsmen came; grew mushrooms in my memorybanks, when all I wanted was for the smoking ban to be lifted. So we'll just lie in bed, twitching, unable to make eye contact with explosions in the sky, yet seeing their reflections in cosmetic mirrors.
3) Deftones ~ Be Quiet And Drive
When the music's over, there's noise more musical then the music. Like a kid, picks up a rock; the ants break formation. They scramble. Far. But inevitably to better rocks.
2) The Pixies ~ Wave Of Mutilation (UK Surf)
Like a giant game of racquetball; tossing notes onto a rubber wall where they bounce and echo. I can't be abstract with this one, cause it's just abstract in its own abstraction. A little too subtle for me to talk about without drowning.
1) Pearl Jam ~ Yellow Ledbetter
In the end it's all just organic, cause when it's real, you actually feel it. So there, it's just there. A context, or a couple blocks of city buried under the coast of Seattle.
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This was awful, and I hate it.
photo by kam