A metal-coated love letter to Omar.
SoaD. SNL. What a mess. Here's how it went for me:
Likely dinky skit (who can remember? though I did enjoy the couple that should be divorced thing) and then >> through commercial to middle of the SoaD performance. Then I realize, okay, I need to listen to this for the Omar. He's expecting me too. I'm sure he'd sit through some like Madvillain or something. I > right into a speedy/thrashy part and am kinda like, hmm okay -- typicaaaal. But then it breaks into that weird little ragga thing with the poppish "party" lyrics (which ends up reminding me of the times when Dismemberment Plan would drop the hip-hop flavored lyrics). Weird. Plus, look at these guys. Scotty Stereogum did up a fun little incendiary post aimed right at Omar's gut yesterday. In it, someone nailed my immediate thoughts on the look of these guys:
I really wanted them to be more sinister than they appeared on snl. instead, it all seemed too local wierdo, especially the singer who looked like he worked at a magic shop or comic book store(possibly the same one that j mascis looks like he works at). in my head, I had pictured them as a prog rap metal version of constantin sankati. and they weren't. they're just not desperate enough.
Magic shop! Hilarious. But so anyway, the song gets to that chunky riff thing and that is very good. Then the eff parade begins and one sneaks out! So I decide to << back to the beginning of the performance to see any other fun stuff might have escaped the filter. I end up playing through the whole song again and get it stuck in my head. Bottom line: Sunday evening I started rooting around on the slsk for the full album. Found it, but I don't think it's downloaded yet. In the meantime that BYOB song keeps popping up in my brain. Catchy stuff.
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SoaD. SNL. What a mess.
-- Correct. Re the "comedy" content of the show, that was probably one of the worst shows ever. Was every sketch about anal sex? Oh wait. That Mother's Day thing had some genital mutilation content. Also: I like Parnell, but "Merv the Perv" is a total embarassment. Finally: we get it. Elton John is a "heinie humper". It's not funny.
Obvious highlight: Fred's deaf comedian. New guy wasn't given much, but I did like him. Pardo's knee to Knox's groin was fun. Pardo anything is fun.
and then >> through commercial to middle of the SoaD performance. Then I realize, okay, I need to listen to this for the Omar. He's expecting me too. I'm sure he'd sit through some like Madvillain or something.
-- Totally. Or Edan!
I > right into a speedy/thrashy part and am kinda like, hmm okay -- typicaaaal. But then it breaks into that weird little ragga thing with the poppish "party" lyrics (which ends up reminding me of the times when Dismemberment Plan would drop the hip-hop flavored lyrics).
Weird. Plus, look at these guys.
-- Shavo's chin thing is achieving impressive length.
Scotty Stereogum did up a fun little incendiary post aimed right at Omar's gut yesterday.
-- Oh man do I hate Sterodork. I checked some of the comments yesterday and it seemed like the gist was "I like them". Though that was after about 20 comments. I think there are now about 100, so perhaps the tide has turned! Go masturbate to that stupid new Spoon album, you goon. Post another pic of Brit-Brit (or Britt Daniel) drinking a frappuccino! Those are awesome.
Magic shop! Hilarious.
-- Nice. For a time, Serj had short hair and looked a lot like a younger version of a religion professor I had: G. Simon Harak, S.J. Fun Serj visual history complete with high school grad pic.
But so anyway, the song gets to that chunky riff thing and that is very good. Then the eff parade begins and one sneaks out!
-- Nice sneak there. Norm McDonald approved.
Bottom line: Sunday evening I started rooting around on the slsk for the full album. Found it, but I don't think it's downloaded yet. In the meantime that BYOB song keeps popping up in my brain. Catchy stuff.
-- Very nice. Grab their 2001 release, Toxicity, as well. It's one of the best albums released in this century. It contains a lecture on U.S. drug policy that manages to rock, as well as songs about tapeworms, pogo sticks, and Charles Manson, among other topics. Their second SNL song, "Aerials", is on that (that's a pretty straightforward hard rock song by their standards). Advance word was that their second song was going to be "Chop Suey!", perhaps their best song (and quite a showcase for the versatile Serj), but I guess they wanted to play a song that was less frantic than "BYOB". I've actually only heard one more song from Mesmerize: "Cigaro".
The Oliveri-less QotSA will likely be a much tamer musical guest. Last week: Armenian Magic Shop owner. This week: Craiggers.
Posted by: Omar | May 10, 2005 3:10 PM
Old-school quote-heavy email-style follow-up. But in the comment bin! Is nice.
After last Wednesday's first listen of Mesmerize, I dove back in this morning. One of my first impressions has stuck: the kind of harmonized theatric bits sound very much like Queen. I think the EW review ref'd Zappa, which I guess makes some sense with the scattered, tempo-busting bounciness, but that one guitarist's (? I think? I'm not sure it's your religion professor on these bits) high voice can be so very Freddie Mercury at times. This is, of course, not a bad thing. But certainly not a thing that I expected.
Man that chunka-chunka riff after "...lies from the tablecloth" is a fist-pumper.
Re: the other Queens over on SNL this week: Craiggers with more cowbell. Nerdy retread of the overplayed BOC joke, but as usual, Ferrell's extreme pelvic commitment kept it from being too yawn-inducing.
Posted by: x amount | May 16, 2005 2:18 PM
After last Wednesday's first listen of Mesmerize, I dove back in this morning. One of my first impressions has stuck: the kind of harmonized theatric bits sound very much like Queen. I think the EW review ref'd Zappa, which I guess makes some sense with the scattered, tempo-busting bounciness, but that one guitarist's (? I think? I'm not sure it's your religion professor on these bits) high voice can be so very Freddie Mercury at times. This is, of course, not a bad thing. But certainly not a thing that I expected.
-- Yeah, that's definitely Daron -- he's always written most of the music, but has been steadily increasing his vocals (he barely sings at all on their s/t debut, a bit more on Toxicity, but mostly just background stuff other than some verses on "ATWA"). It should be noted, however, that the religion professor can do about 20 different voices -- try to track down a b-side called "Johnny" to hear his British accent.
Man that chunka-chunka riff after "...lies from the tablecloth" is a fist-pumper.
-- Totally. Rubin's arm probably came out of its socket while recording that song.
Re: the other Queens over on SNL this week: Craiggers with more cowbell. Nerdy retread of the overplayed BOC joke, but as usual, Ferrell's extreme pelvic commitment kept it from being too yawn-inducing.
-- Binog on the pelvic thrustings. Glorious stuff, there. Plus: the song has cowbell in it! Ferrell delivered the goods! With Homme's penchant for collaborations and revolving-door bandmates, Will will probably appear on three tracks on the next record. Maybe a duet (in his Goulet voice) with Lanegan.
Posted by: Omar | May 16, 2005 6:12 PM
Upon further review, I think at least some of the F. Mercuryishness that you are detecting is in fact Religion Prof.!
Posted by: Omar | May 17, 2005 11:58 AM