The infamous MTV protest video of the song that simply showed a black-and-white speaker on the floor with a cigarette-smoking listener who kicks it in at the end can be seen on Youtube here (but unfortunately the rightsholders don't allow embedding).
Income tax deduction. What a hell of a function. Still the greatest youth rebellion line ever put to music.
And the way it is, I could leave it all.
And I ask myself, would you care at all?
My favorite song of 2003 contains the most offensive and/or awesome line about clubbing ever made:
Another bloated disco, another sniff of romance I'll forget
We promised to ourselves before we came out, we'd do something we regret
These people are your friends
This cunted circus never ends
I won't remember anything you say
And when we break, we'll wait for our miracle.
God is a place where some holy spectacle lies.
When we break, we'll wait for our miracle.
God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life.
OK, I may be inadvertantly revealing the 2010 record of the year a few weeks in advance of that chart being released, but yes, this is definitely my favorite song of the past year and one of the best songs ever made.
Loosely translated as: "Good weather for airstrikes." The video for the song was released a decade ago in Iceland and yet if it were shown to the masses here in the US, even today, the pitchfork-wielding Bible-fearing Fox News masses would shut down whatever venue ever dared to play it. Sad, really, but a truly beautiful record.
The original version that appeared on the initial Arcade Fire release in 2003, a 7-song EP that preceded Funeral and was later re-released after Funeral, is a wonderful, amazing track nearly as brilliant as this slightly remade version that appeared on their second full-length Neon Bible. But both are great, and the song has stayed in my playlists nonstop for the 5 or 6 years since I first heard it.
The mp3 included here is a live version of the track, since the "full" version exists within the longer suite "Sleep" that appears on the album. "Monheim" is the beautiful second track in the suite, following "Murry Ostril" (the spoken word portion about Coney Island) and just explodes halfway through in the way that only GY!BE could do and that just about every great song of the past decade has attempted to emulate.
This song is about Lou Barlow's relationship with his former bandmate J Mascis of Dinosaur Jr. in the years that Lou was in the seminal indie rock band in the '80s. What's interesting is that despite the incredible vitriol present in the lyrics, Lou and J ended up reuniting in recent years for the latest incarnation of Dinosaur Jr. In fact, J produced a Breeders version of this song, so I guess he never really gave a crap. Good on him, but if he was as much of a dick to Lou as this song seems to imply, then good on Lou for eventually getting past it as well.
And you'd better not be angry.
And you'd better not be sad.
You'd better just enjoy the luxury of sympathy
If that's a luxury you have.
It might be a little while before the next 100 songs are posted, I need a little breather after posting these...