Yesterday, I had to exchange my running shoes. They were a size too small, and I should have known better than to purchase them. But I had already spent almost forty-five minutes with my consultant and I could tell he was getting impatient (IT’S HARD TO PICK OUT RUNNING SHOES, Y’ALL). They worked okay until my 12.5 mile run on Saturday. By the end of that run, my toes were numb and crying.
ANYWAY, the point is, since it was tax-free weekend, I somehow got $8 back as a refund, even though I was only getting a bigger size of the same shoe. I wasn’t complaining. Naturally, I thought, “TIME TO GO TO THE RECORD STORE AND SPEND THIS MONEY.”
I went to the used section and immediately pounced on Deep Purple’s Machine Head album. You guys, I can’t even express my love of this song into words, but I’ll try:
What’s not to love? It’s one of those, “Roll your windows down and blast this shit so everyone can hear” kind of songs. It has raunchy guitar licks, sweet drum fills, and basically kicks ass. I first heard it when I was seventeen and just discovering classic rock music, and have loved it ever since. I have been effectively banned from singing this song when I play Rock Band because I would sing it every time we played. I would usually sing this song after a drink or two, which falsely led me to believe I had the range for the opening squeal. Spoiler alert – I don’t. I realized that I never attempt singing any British classic rock songs with a falsetto after my friend Tap taped a not-sober rendition of Led Zeppelin’s “Rock and Roll.” Watching that tape was a humiliating experience – let’s just say I’m glad a tape does not exist of me singing this song, because no one would ever take me seriously again. It doesn’t matter if I can’t sing it, though – if I hear this song on the radio or when I walk into a store, I am convinced the universe is smiling at me that day.
I also bought U2’s War. Unlike the Joshua Tree album, I did not grow up listening to this album. I love this song:
I really like the drumming in U2’s songs. I think the Edge and Larry Mullen, Jr. keep U2 slightly grounded and from being totally ridiculous.
Finally, I’m With You has been streaming on Itunes for free. Naturally, it was the first thing I clicked on when I came home.
Pat: Have you seen the video for “The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie” yet?
Jen: No, is it any good?
Pat: Yeah, it’s pretty good.
Jen: Wait, I just need to know two things. 1. Was Anthony Keidis shirtless?
Pat: Of course he was.
Jen: 2. Was he doing his wavy hand dance?
Pat: You know, I can’t remember…let’s just assume he was.
ANYWAY. First thoughts? Hmm. I haven’t heard the whole thing yet, but so far it’s lacking a standout track like a “Suck My Kiss” or “Californication” or “Dani California” or “Can’t Stop.” I guess it’s sounding like I’m saying it’s lacking a mainstream single. Yes BUT. It isn’t bad and I’m enjoying it. It’s a bit funkier and not as melodic as their past couple of albums have been. It flirts with a new sound by adding some elements of electronica without completely being unrecognizable.
Sometimes it takes me awhile to get into the groove of an album. I should probably wait until after I’ve heard the album all the way through before passing any judgment. Maybe next week I’ll be making a, “HOLY SHIT, THIS ALBUM IS AMAZING” post. But so far, I haven’t heard a track that’s made me really excited. I do miss Frusciante’s sound too. Klinghoffer isn’t a clone of his, which is good, but I do miss those sweet melodic notes from Froosh.
P.S. Anthony, please shave your porn stache.