For those of you who may have forgotten, I do a weekly radio show on CFMU on Tuesdays from 5-6pm called Indie-licious. I finished tomorrow’s show early, so check it out! I was in a bit of a goofy mood, as you will see when you listen to me speak… in a variety of character voices…
Indie-licious – July 19th 2011
1. Menopause Man – Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti
2. You Will Always Bring Me Flowers – Shannon and the Clams
3. I’m Gonna Try – Shimmering Stars
4. In Tall Grass – Tara Jane O’Neil
5. Fog Emotion – Vetiver
6. Family Tree – Black Lips
7. Marriage – Gold Panda
8. Oh, Ivory! – Light Pollution
9. Ah! – Oval
10. Some Written – Metronomy
11. Hands In The Sky – Here We Go Magic
12. Midnight Runner – Cut Copy
13. All Die Young – Smith Westerns
14. Flashy Storm – Candy Claws
15. Belong – Washed Out
Since I have a weekly radio show on 93.3 CFMU, I’m going to post set-lists of my shows with mp3 links so that you guys can download or stream the mp3s. This is an ambitious adventure in coding for me, as I can barely type my own name. Today’s post is going to be selected songs from Tuesday March 30th 2010’s show: his blue guitar.
Beatbox (Hey Champ Remix) – The Sounds
Two words. Dance plz. Download!
Too Young to Burn – Sonny and the Sunsets
San Fran-based Sonny and the Sunsets are a throwback to early seventies rock. Hey, it’s only fitting, based on where they came from. I can picture everyone in the band wearing fringed leather vests and driving beat up vans across beach grass while singing this song.
More of This (Neighbors Remix) – Vetiver
Ring Ring – Sleigh Bells
My roommate Laurie and I have been sharing music for the last two years – every few days one of us will come into the other’s room proffering a usb key and wearing an imploring look and a furtive file exchange will subsequently take place. Two weeks ago, she came in with this sweet little number by the Brooklyn band Sleigh Bells, fronted by singer Alexis Krauss and guitarist/productionist Derek Miller, this band has been hella-hyped of late for good reason – “Ring Ring” oozes with the heat haze of mid-July. When I hear it, I transform into Summertime Me, the person who’s drinking a blue slushie like it’s liquid gold and repeatedly kicking the hot curb with the heel of my cheap running shoes.