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TynansAnger:
Without a doubt for me it's the Minutemen.
No else else emboddied the free thinking, do whatever you want and don't get caught up in bullshit conventions models that I applied to my entire life. On top of that, they had the balls to be freaking gods with their instruments.
I've always been into punk, but not into punk fascism. D Boon said it best: "Punk rock is whatever I want it to be"
Also, I would not have picked up a bass guitar without MikeWatt. Period.
imapiratearg:
hmmm...
i don't really have one or two favorite bands. but right now the ones i listen to most frequently are:
Anberlin, The Morning Of, Rookie of the Year, and Daphne Loves Derby
Anberlin is amazing. Stephen Christian has a great voice, and their guitarists are awesome.
i love The Morning Of for their creativity, i have yet to hear a band that sounds like them.
Rookie of the Year is also quite amazing. i really take their lyrics to heart, and a lot of their songs are pretty lol.
and Daphne Loves Derby mostly for the same reasons why i like Rookie of the Year.
onewheelwizzard:
My band will probably always be Kyuss.
I got into music in the first place because I started downloading Queens of the Stone Age songs and for some reason they were ALL good. It used to be, I'd listen to a good song on the radio, download it, and I'd have it to listen to when I did my homework. Then maybe I'd go and download whichever other songs by that artist showed up the most times when I did a WinMX search for them. I was on a huge System of a Down kick after Toxicity came out, but that was more because my best friends played them all the time, it wasn't until Queens of the Stone Age that *I* had a definite favorite band. Their album filler ("God is on the Radio") was better than their singles ("No One Knows") and this was unheard of for me. I listened to very little else for a long time.
So after a few internet articles I decided to look into Kyuss, which is the band everyone mentioned when they talked about QOTSA. It was sorta hit-and-miss at first ... I loved some tracks and was sorta turned off by some others. I was gradually building up a collection, one track at a time, with no eye for which album it was in or how old it was or anything like that ... in short, I was applying the rules I'd always applied to listening to music (judge by track and find songs with random trawls).
Then I came across a 17-minute track labeled "Gardenia-Asteroid-Supa Scoopa and Mighty Scoop." It seemed absurdly long to me and I didn't have the patience to listen to it all the way through for quite a long time after acquiring it. But after reading an album review of "Welcome to Sky Valley," in which the reviewer described the way Kyuss had split the 10-song album into only 4 tracks so that anyone who wanted to listen to any of it had to listen to all of it "listening without distraction," I saw that track (and everything else Kyuss had done) in a completely different light. Suddenly the music was more than just something I listened to to pass time. It was more than sound. It was significant, in a way that demanded that I listen to it *without distraction.* It became an experience on its own, and it completely changed the way I listened to music.
More than any other band by a country mile, Kyuss is responsible for the relationship I have to music right now. I'd never be listening to Dead Meadow, or Om, or Sleep, or Acid Mothers Temple, or Bardo Pond, or Jack Rose, or 35007, or any of the other artists I think of as "my bands" if it weren't for Kyuss. The music I feel the closest connection to is "listen without distraction" music ... the stuff I can lose myself in and think of in terms of mental surroundings instead of simple sound. Kyuss is the reason why I listen without distraction.
Hat:
I hate to be that guy who is all "My band is the Beatles" because I know it can come off as such a clique, but too bad. I am going to be that guy.
Maybe its a context thing. I know so many people that grew up with the Beatles, and so they aren't a huge thing for them. I never grew up listening to any decent music, the most interesting CD in my parents house was a best of The Doors CD, which I did kind of get bored of after a while.
The point is, I didn't have any musical influences forced upon me from an early age, and like a lot of teenagers, I found myself drawn towards music that at best can be described as "Angsty and anti-social" and at worst can be described as "Green Day"
So anyway, I went through my mid teens listening to a lot of stuff by the Vandals and Nirvana, and in general, having taste in music that wasn't particularly melodic or intrinsically dynamic. I got into a lot of metal in my mid-late teens, and by the time I graduated high-school, I'd started to grow tired of it, and I was wondering if there was really much music that was worth listening to. Now, I had listened to some Beatles. In fact, I had listened to a lot of stuff that I would come to love in the future, but none of it had really ever clicked with me and hit me in the face and said "I AM AWESOME, THE SHIT, SUPERB, LISTEN TO ME". I guess maybe I just didn't really have an appriciation of melody. I had sat around listening to Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds getting stoned, as a matter of course. (I hated that fucking song then, and I still hate it now)I had heard Twist and Shout and I Wanna Hold Your Hand on the radio. In fact, I had heard a pretty decent chunk of old Beatles on 4KQ at various points, but then one day, something changed.
Pretty much, to cut a long story short, for various reasons, I had bullshitted myself into a corner where I pretended I was actually a Beatles fan in order to get into a ladys pants. I realized that I would have to actually listen to a Beatles record in its entirety in order for this to be even moderatly successful, so I bought the first one I could find.
The first one I could find was Revolver. From the moment Tax-man came on, I didn't quite understand what was going on. The bass was carrying the melody, the rhythm was bouncing like mad, and the lyrics were so much more intriguing than anything I'd ever heard (A potent combination of LSD and Tool had pretty much destroyed my ability to interpret subtleties in lyrics by this point) and I couldn't believe this was the band so many people I knew had described as banal, overrated trash.
I dunno, maybe because I was never heavily exposed to the Beatles like a lot of folks, I was able to see it in a lot more of an innocent light, like one of those screaming teenage girls in the black and white TV spots. The point is, that this was the first music I was ever exposed to that had real melody, basslines that weren't just constant root notes being played with simplistic rhythms, married to the bass drum. I mean, there are bands that I like more than The Beatles, but there is no way I would be able to enjoy those bands nearly as much nowadays. Somehow, something about the Beatles clicked that part of my brain that really enjoys music into gear, and I owe them my allegiance for life as a result.
You know, even though they're dropping like flies.
Oh shit I have been going on for pretty long huh? I could probably just ditch those first few paragraphs and it wouldn't matter but oh shit I am doing it again
Long story short, Lady Madonna, Lovely Rita and Got To Get You Into My Life are the two songs that make me happy, no matter what kind of fucked up shit is going down. I really want all these songs played at my funeral, especially the last one, for that perverse sense of irony.
charlesegabel:
Although a number of bands could fill this spot, I will put down Bright Eyes as the strongest candidate, Wilco and Radiohead in how pursuit.
A lot of people will call Bright Eyes an emo band, which is probably true, but Conor Oberst developes vivid, emotional imagery in his lyrics partially through blatant and brave personal information as well as terrific command over the language. And he delivers all this through a quaking, soulful voice. Granted he isn't great shakes of a singer, but the intensity of "The Calendar Hung Itself" and "Lover I Don't Have To Love" is hard to match, and Conor plays the other side just as well, making the quieter songs intimate.
In the end it comes down to the fact that I was knocked back by the fervor when he sang, "I guess we all fit into the slogan on your fastfood marquee / red blooded, white skinned, and the blues / Oh and the blues, I got the blues, that's me!" and then later in the same song chills shot down my back with, "Well I awoke in relief, my sheets and tubes all tangled / weak from whiskey and pills in a Chicago hospital / and my father was there in a chair by the window, staring so far away / I tried talking, just whispered, 'so sorry, so selfish' / He stopped me and said, 'child, I love you regardless'"
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