No one wants to be forgotten; everyone wants some sort of legacy, a mark they leave behind as they exit this life for whatever lies beyond.
And for as long as there has been death, there have been monuments — whether austere or understated, abstract or concrete, prominent or tucked away in private — erected by the ones they loved to assure that remembrance, at least for a time.
Some of the best albums and artists were born out of happy accidents owed to varying degrees of early suckage — the perfect note or chord for a song found by missing the one you are aiming for, failed mimicry of an idol bearing something entirely new and great instead.
The Tequila Songbirds have become just as beloved as about any group around these parts. And how could they not?
Featuring a revolving cast of the Sooner State’s most badass female performers, it’s a power hour of some of the best songwriting coming out of central Oklahoma. Sure, they might not technically be family, but they are clearly a band of sisters all the same, bonded by the same brand of whiskey running through their veins.
"Overproduced" is a term thrown around all too indiscreetly nowadays, usually applied when the thing that sticks out about a song or album is how it sounds rather than how it is constructed. Yet some of the most compelling albums ever crafted embodied a certain aesthetic that was just as skillfully and meticulously put together as any Bob Dylan or Miles Davis record — which is to say production is as crucial to our enjoyment of music as much as anything else; it's also the most overlooked.
Indie rock has been in a good place as of late. Not caring about being cool is the new cool, and a couple of dudes on guitar, bass and drums can make catchy, earworm songs without being armed to the gills with computer software and vintage synthesizers.
While OK Go have never been especially notable for the quirky pop-rock music it records, the painstaking amountof care that goes into their music videos is unassailable. Seriously, if Pavement had invested that much thought and energy into anything, Stephen Malkmus would have recorded 35 platinum records and currently be serving his fifth consecutive term as the governor of California right now.
But, yeah, a condensed version of this video ran during the fourth quarter of last night’s great celebration of American media. It’s so awesome as to demand a few proper watches in full, just to take it all in. The video’s YouTube page insists that the Chevy Sonic was outfitted with pneumatic arms; singer Damian Kulash took stunt driving lessons; the band sang in actual time while driving the car; and that the whole thing required four months to properly put together. Sweet lord.
Take note, musicians: If you’re going to shoot a commercial for a car manufacturer, then shoot the best damn commercial you can:
Also, below’s the halftime show for those who either missed it, or just want to watch Madonna indulge her newly reclaimed pop-idol status again.
Highlights: Cee Lo dresses like a monk, Nicki Minaj and M.I.A. (who flips the bird to the 152 million NBC-viewing folks watching at home) grab their pom-poms for the Material Girl’s new single, “Give Me All Your Luvin’,” and it appears that the Roman Coliseum’s daycare let out early as LMFAO jump in for a dance routine set to the melody from their “Party Rock Anthem” single: