<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:11:35.999-08:00</updated><category term='B'/><category term='Pop'/><category term='A'/><category term='rhyming'/><category term='rock'/><category term='Hard Rock'/><category term='2/5'/><category term='punk'/><category term='4/5'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='party music'/><category term='remix'/><category term='1.5/5'/><category term='grunge'/><category term='3/5'/><category term='hip hop'/><category term='5/5'/><category term='4.5'/><category term='3.5/5'/><category term='industrial'/><title type='text'>Matt's iPod</title><subtitle type='html'>An adventure in musical discovery.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-1036229151135433470</id><published>2009-12-07T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:43:49.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3/5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>Remix #1: Swollen Members - Armed to the Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sx4CJIHMCPI/AAAAAAAABUA/uQbkK85dacs/s1600-h/Swollen+Members+-+Armed+to+the+Teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sx4CJIHMCPI/AAAAAAAABUA/uQbkK85dacs/s200/Swollen+Members+-+Armed+to+the+Teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412766157965625586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, I've decided to throw a little wrench in the mix. I went to see (in)famous Canadian rap group Swollen Members this past Wednesday, and felt like I needed to take a little time to review their newest offering, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armed to the Teeth&lt;/span&gt;. This post is titled a "remix" because it contains an album that wasn't on my original list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing up Swollen Members to a Canadian child of the 00's will net you a response of "Oh yeah; they're still around?" Yes, children, it's true; the Members are still alive and kicking, and sadly, trying to catch up with a rap game that just doesn't suit them right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I'll get to the group's albums somewhere down the road (I'm guessing 2011; bear with me!), but for now I'll just say this: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armed to the Teeth&lt;/span&gt; really isn't a good addition to their discography. In a sentence, the album is bad because it is trying to catch up to a genre of music that does not suit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we're ending the decade we can plot a certain evolution of hip-hop; today's auto-tune laced songs begot the crunk beats, and the crunk beats begot something else. Swollen Members were at their peak during the 2001-2003 period, when songs like "Fuel Injected" and "Breathe" got some heavy airplay on MuchMusic. However, that style has fallen out of favour, and in perhaps a bad production decision, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armed to the Teeth&lt;/span&gt; has succeeded in catching up to its brethren. However, there is a steep cost: it doesn't sound like Swollen Members anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do a comparison, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1mrdG-SWQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1mrdG-SWQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/koqFZ5drbVA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/koqFZ5drbVA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First song is from their new album, the second from their second. Notice the difference? Perhaps the lack of "bitches" and auto-tune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the group because of their (some might say surprisingly) intelligent lyrics and amazing delivery; these songs, however, tend to be the ones that didn't make it to the "mainstream" of Canadian music. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Armed to the Teeth&lt;/span&gt; seems to be sending a message that "We tried, guys. We need to pay our bills, now." Ramped up misogyny on tracks like "Bollywood Chick" and "Porn Star" doesn't really score them any points; in short, less gangster, more scholar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that Mad Child, who has always been the more "gangsta" one of the duo, had a hand in this evolution. Bandmate Prevail put out a pretty solid EP recently; hopefully their next album, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful Death Machine&lt;/span&gt; (due in 2010), will be a flip side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Three spirals into mediocrity out of five&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-1036229151135433470?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/1036229151135433470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/12/remix-1-swollen-members-armed-to-teeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/1036229151135433470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/1036229151135433470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/12/remix-1-swollen-members-armed-to-teeth.html' title='Remix #1: Swollen Members - Armed to the Teeth'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sx4CJIHMCPI/AAAAAAAABUA/uQbkK85dacs/s72-c/Swollen+Members+-+Armed+to+the+Teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-6647743166733634444</id><published>2009-12-07T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:22:02.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1.5/5'/><title type='text'>Album #12: Beck - Mellow Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sx39zo_NU-I/AAAAAAAABT4/fLAZq6BzC5c/s1600-h/Beck+-+Mellow+Gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sx39zo_NU-I/AAAAAAAABT4/fLAZq6BzC5c/s200/Beck+-+Mellow+Gold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412761390786892770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’d like to think that these reviews have gone well so far; I haven't outright &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hated&lt;/span&gt; any of these albums yet. I mean, they all have a place in my iPod and can be enjoyed in different situations and moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, is that about to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel sorry for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mellow Gold&lt;/span&gt;; I mean, Beck hit it big with "Loser", and everyone kind of took notice all of a sudden. That's got to feel great for an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, after three songs in, my mind went to mush. Following "Fucking With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock)", I was welcomed by the drawling "Whiskeyclone, Hotel City 1997", which is possibly the most boring and depressing song I've listened so far in this experiment. Besides Beck's incomprehensible rambling and just plain &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; sound, I just felt like I wasn't the right type of crazy to appreciate it. It's almost ludicrous to say that I've got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; listening to this song, but it was true; I found my eyes wandering and my toes tapping, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanting it to be over&lt;/span&gt; so I could move onto something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbJ6b8io9dY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XbJ6b8io9dY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling proceeded to stay with me for the rest of the album. The only glimmer of light from the murky underbog was "Beercan", but man, by then, I was ready to lop off the head of this album and keep it on my mantelpiece; I mean, it's like shooting a deer: you may mangle the body horribly when you pump it full of buckshot (or hit it with your car), but as long as the head's intact, you've got something to cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One and a half frustrated remarks of "I should be high for this" out of five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-6647743166733634444?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/6647743166733634444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/12/album-12-beck-mellow-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/6647743166733634444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/6647743166733634444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/12/album-12-beck-mellow-gold.html' title='Album #12: Beck - Mellow Gold'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sx39zo_NU-I/AAAAAAAABT4/fLAZq6BzC5c/s72-c/Beck+-+Mellow+Gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-8388015536160625457</id><published>2009-11-21T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:34:59.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4/5'/><title type='text'>Album #11: Beck - Guero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SwhZyc7YdtI/AAAAAAAABTo/7b0XBjyBJlo/s1600/Guero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SwhZyc7YdtI/AAAAAAAABTo/7b0XBjyBJlo/s200/Guero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406670075951871698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm sitting on a coach bus right now on the way home to Toronto and I figure it would be as good a time as any to get some writing done. So out comes the iPod and on comes some Beck!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beck's &lt;i&gt;Guero&lt;/i&gt; is another album I picked up, shamefully, because of Rock Band. The song "E-Pro" is on the game and I enjoyed it. I had heard of Beck beforehand but he always seemed like this psychedellic hippie that wasn't quite my style, so I just ignored it for the most part. Coming back to my love of rhyming, I was surprised to find out that yes, &lt;b&gt;this white boy could rhyme.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"E-Pro" notwithstanding I found myself enjoying the second track on the album "Que Onda Guero." This is partly because of my pseudo-Mexican friend Steph and the hilarity that's been experienced to this song. It's just this mis-mash of Cypress Hill-esque rhyming and a lingering essence of Cheech and Chong. It's madcap, and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rIqHFUNfnAk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rIqHFUNfnAk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the album is surprisingly good, and this is the only Beck album I have on my iPod aside from &lt;i&gt;Odelay&lt;/i&gt; that I find myself listening to on a regular basis. Beck's other albums were pretty much the reason I started this blog being that I have his discography on my player and never really listened to anything but &lt;i&gt;Guero &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Odelay&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I can say that I genuinely like this album; it's got some good moments and it's a rarity in that it flows well as one cohesive story. Beck's almost got that same pseudo-mexicanity as my friend Steph does, and it shows in his work; who knows, maybe it's just a phase or a concept, but I like seeing my musicians get a little bit adventurous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, &lt;b&gt;four sombreros out of five&lt;/b&gt; for &lt;i&gt;Guero&lt;/i&gt;. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go catch up on my Spanish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-8388015536160625457?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/8388015536160625457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/11/album-11-beck-guero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/8388015536160625457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/8388015536160625457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/11/album-11-beck-guero.html' title='Album #11: Beck - Guero'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SwhZyc7YdtI/AAAAAAAABTo/7b0XBjyBJlo/s72-c/Guero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-3385676530315251227</id><published>2009-11-19T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:05:53.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3.5/5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Rock'/><title type='text'>Albums #8, 9 and 10: Beat Crusaders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SwYiJreCGRI/AAAAAAAABTg/T7WY4nDmgDk/s1600/Beat+Crusaders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SwYiJreCGRI/AAAAAAAABTg/T7WY4nDmgDk/s200/Beat+Crusaders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406045952387717394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, so this time things are going to be a bit different. I've got a bunch of albums on my iPod that are either part of greater compilations or just have so few songs spread across different albums that I'm just going to lump them all into one. The Beat Crusaders are one of these bands, and this blog post is going to cover three of their albums: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A-PopCALYPSE NOW", "Hit in the USA" &lt;/span&gt;and a soundtrack from an anime, Beck: Mongolian Chop Squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can hear your cries now: "You watch that stuff?" And the answer is, yes, I do. It isn't all tentacle-raping and Dragonball Z fight scenes, don'tchaknow; Beck just happened to be a weird coincidence: the creator is pretty much as big of a Red Hot Chili Peppers fan as I am, and the soundtrack he picked for the show is basically an embodiment of my taste, as a whole. The show is basically about a band trying to make it big; in short, if they were a real band, I would buy their music. I'll be writing about them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't figured by now, Beat Crusaders are a Japanese band that straddle the line between pop-punk and grunge, depending on which songs you're listening to. Some of their stuff is just plain sickening in its bubblegum quality, but other songs, like "50 Cent Wisdom", which I've posted below (sorry about the shitty background in the video), are nicely grunge-y and have those nice rolling guitar riffs that seem to pop up in a lot of my tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_j_VZH5qhY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_j_VZH5qhY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for bands with quirky personalities, and BECR (leave it to the Japanese to take out as many letters as possible for their abbreviations) fit into this well; pretty much all their live appearances are featuring them wearing dot-matrix-printer-esque masks like the one in the picture above. It's weird in the fact that you're almost committing yourself to one look and facial expression; I wonder if fans take it as face (heh) value or try to delve a little deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent Wisdom's my favourite track of the bunch because it just reminds me of what I listen to when I give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beck&lt;/span&gt; another good read-through; a little bit of hope that one day, with a little hard work, we can all make it to where we dream to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three and a half gumballs out of five due to sugar rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-3385676530315251227?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/3385676530315251227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/11/album-8-9-and-10-beat-crusaders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/3385676530315251227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/3385676530315251227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/11/album-8-9-and-10-beat-crusaders.html' title='Albums #8, 9 and 10: Beat Crusaders'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SwYiJreCGRI/AAAAAAAABTg/T7WY4nDmgDk/s72-c/Beat+Crusaders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-5696138497995820596</id><published>2009-10-19T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:56:52.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1.5/5'/><title type='text'>Album #7: Beastie Boys - To The Five Boroughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/St0_6OjdcKI/AAAAAAAABSA/SkP8DRDgu8s/s1600-h/Beastie+Boys+-+To+The+5+Boroughs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/St0_6OjdcKI/AAAAAAAABSA/SkP8DRDgu8s/s200/Beastie+Boys+-+To+The+5+Boroughs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394538198231511202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time I'm reviewing this I'm so very sick of listening to Beastie Boys, I might have to come back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. This album's the Beasties' latest release, and I count it as such because an all-instrumental album just plain doesn't count. Its age shows (2002), as we've got the post-9/11 Bush Bashing ("Right Right Now Now") and the New York nationalism that's pretty overbearing throughout the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wddY7qCn-ig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wddY7qCn-ig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious to see whether this is the only record that seems to be guilty of time travel; the majority of the tracks sound like they're from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; in the Beastie Boys' catalog, production-wise. Some of the songs ("3 The Hard Way", "Hey Fuck You", "Triple Trouble") feel very rushed, or as if someone just really lazy with Fruity Loops tutorials and decided to sell their beats as credible. I don't know if this was a step towards a new direction for the band, but these crappy beats, along with decidedly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; hardcore rock songs gives this album a lower standing in my tier list of Beastie Boys albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The High Points:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; "Ch-Check It Out"&lt;br /&gt;- 50 Cent lyric ideas ((voicemail voice)"Hey Adam, it's Felicia. Hey Mike, it's Felicia. Hey Adam, it's Felicia." (Beastie Boys:) "And we don't give a fuck if it's Felicia!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Low Points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy samples (Rapper's Delight? Seriously?)&lt;br /&gt;- "We got a president we didn't eLECT/Kyoto treaty he decided to neGLECT." Hoo boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One and a half pictures of crying fire-fighters out of five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-5696138497995820596?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/5696138497995820596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/10/album-7-beastie-boys-to-five-boroughs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/5696138497995820596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/5696138497995820596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/10/album-7-beastie-boys-to-five-boroughs.html' title='Album #7: Beastie Boys - To The Five Boroughs'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/St0_6OjdcKI/AAAAAAAABSA/SkP8DRDgu8s/s72-c/Beastie+Boys+-+To+The+5+Boroughs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-6758093317229946374</id><published>2009-09-23T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:42:47.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5/5'/><title type='text'>Album #6: Beastie Boys - Ill Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Srr3sKDJVjI/AAAAAAAABRg/C05zBrDM7mE/s1600-h/Beastie+Boys+-+Ill+Communication.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Srr3sKDJVjI/AAAAAAAABRg/C05zBrDM7mE/s200/Beastie+Boys+-+Ill+Communication.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384888642458703410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, the Beastie Boys. Still so new to my listening tastes, yet so... welcome. It's becoming a bit difficult to explain the role of a specific artist over and over in consecutive reviews, so I'm not going to go into it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; say is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ill Communication&lt;/span&gt; isn't just an album: it's a commitment. This fucker is a full 20 tracks, which seems a little long-winded by today's standards. The token white boys could've easily split this into a double album, but I don't think it'd fit their style; go big or go home, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beasties do the whole "alternating between hip-hop and hardcore" thing that they did so well on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check Your Head&lt;/span&gt;, but it seems that they learned something from that last album. The background beats have gotten much better in comparison to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check&lt;/span&gt;'s, and the loops themselves are quite catchy. Some of my favourite songs from the Boys are on this album ("Sure Shot", "Flute Loop").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RR-mtc7wqKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RR-mtc7wqKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you hit Sabotage, and the world goes red. Sabotage is one of those songs you can just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rage&lt;/span&gt; to. The intro gets me every time: hard hits on the drum, a screaming intro that rises in crescendo and a subtle guitar riff that makes you feel that you're getting ready to beat that tar out of someone. I always feel like the ultimate live cover of this song would be sung best by De La Rocha, Kiedis, and Ad-Rock. Only the final verse, however; you think it's all over, but it comes back, rearing its ugly head and biting off the heads of those who dare challenge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song-induced imagery is something I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it hard to find a stretch of time that I could listen to the entire album from front to back, but that's more a fault of mine than of it. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; tempted to give this album a perfect score, but is there such a thing? Surely I could find something wrong with it, but at the moment, I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that seems like a bit of a downer; a pessimistic reviewer can't really do his job well, can he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five broken "white boys can't rap" stereotypes out of five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-6758093317229946374?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/6758093317229946374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/09/album-6-beastie-boys-ill-communication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/6758093317229946374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/6758093317229946374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/09/album-6-beastie-boys-ill-communication.html' title='Album #6: Beastie Boys - Ill Communication'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Srr3sKDJVjI/AAAAAAAABRg/C05zBrDM7mE/s72-c/Beastie+Boys+-+Ill+Communication.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-9171070495172360676</id><published>2009-08-31T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:40:55.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>Album #5: Beastie Boys - Check Your Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Spyk6GxEVkI/AAAAAAAABRM/_n5-9TbqlK0/s1600-h/Beastie+Boys+-+Check+Your+Head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Spyk6GxEVkI/AAAAAAAABRM/_n5-9TbqlK0/s200/Beastie+Boys+-+Check+Your+Head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376353373329315394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww yeah, it's about to get a little funky in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beastie Boys are a relatively new addition to my iPod, and I'm ashamed to say it's because of Rock Band; yes, I know, what little credibility I had in music review has now been thrown into the gutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, dear readers; "So Whatcha Want" was the driving force in adding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check Your Head &lt;/span&gt;onto my trendy disk drive, but I'll happily endure whatever jabs you can throw at me, because damn, I enjoy this album. Within the last year &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/11/18/116-black-music-that-black-people-dont-listen-to-anymore/"&gt;my music tastes have changed towards more older rap&lt;/a&gt;, and in turn, appreciation for the delivery of verses in relative scale to the complexity of the content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Check Your Head&lt;/span&gt; returns to the Beastie Boys' hardcore roots at times, I find that it brings a balance that's quite rare in CDs overall; one of my main complaints about a band's music will be that the album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;itself&lt;/span&gt; lacks a certain something that ties it together from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oi-GCWswbgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oi-GCWswbgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's a great change in pace around the track "Groove Holmes", that just mellows you right down while the following "Live at P.J.'s" is very funk-bass-and-guitar heavy. I found myself bouncing a little during that transition; there's nothing better than a low rolling bassline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the honour of being the first reviewed album that I genuinely liked from beginning to finish, I'm going to throw Check Your Head &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four and half monkey posters out of five&lt;/span&gt;. Reasoning for that comes from the album cover; it's sneaky, but they managed to get in the hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil motif.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-9171070495172360676?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/9171070495172360676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/08/album-5-beastie-boys-check-your-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/9171070495172360676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/9171070495172360676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/08/album-5-beastie-boys-check-your-head.html' title='Album #5: Beastie Boys - Check Your Head'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Spyk6GxEVkI/AAAAAAAABRM/_n5-9TbqlK0/s72-c/Beastie+Boys+-+Check+Your+Head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-5654861261512990978</id><published>2009-08-16T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:53:14.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='industrial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3.5/5'/><title type='text'>Album #4: Beast - Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Soja2hSaAkI/AAAAAAAABQk/Zmx1NKVBT4Q/s1600-h/beast-beast.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Soja2hSaAkI/AAAAAAAABQk/Zmx1NKVBT4Q/s200/beast-beast.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370783185822679618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congrats, Beast, you're the newest (in terms of added date, not chronological date) album on my iPod. I got recommended this album by &lt;a href="http://mayeko.deviantart.com/"&gt;Maya&lt;/a&gt;, a friend of mine who was streaming herself painting in Photoshop one night. A song (don't remember which) by Beast came on, and well, I had to know what the story was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to describe Beast in a phrase, it would be "Mindless Self Indulgence without the uppers." The Montreal band has a very heavy industrial sound punctuated by some very haunting vocals by both males and females.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually that drawn to darker-sounding stuff, but man, I think it was the hip-hopesque verses of the opening track "Devil" that brought me into it; I love rhyming in all ways, shapes and forms. I mean, hip-hop, rapcore and this kind of mystical blend all have their different qualities; they bring different things to the table that satisfy different parts of my palate in turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpIDQorXKTk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpIDQorXKTk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my appreciate for rhyming comes from the fact that the creative emphasis gets puts on the lyrics themselves instead of hitting certain notes in sequence with smooth transitions. Don't get me wrong, delivery is definitely still extremely important, but I feel that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;content&lt;/span&gt; in the lycs&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being pushed to the forefront brings out the best in the people who write them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this whole album is pretty solid, but I find I can only listen to it when I'm in the corresponding dark and moody state of mind. I'm going to keep tabs on Beast; this was their first album, and I'm sure they're going to grow into something unique. The only problems I have with the album is that there seems to be nothing defining about the album; not to say it's forgettable, but there isn't a song that sticks in my mind or forces itself into the list of songs that play in my head on shuffle. That isn't to say it won't one day with a little maturation, but for now, it's pleasantly mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three and a half NIN t-shirts out of five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-5654861261512990978?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/5654861261512990978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/08/album-4-beast-beast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/5654861261512990978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/5654861261512990978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/08/album-4-beast-beast.html' title='Album #4: Beast - Beast'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Soja2hSaAkI/AAAAAAAABQk/Zmx1NKVBT4Q/s72-c/beast-beast.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-2600057480120592180</id><published>2009-08-13T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:40:50.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2/5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>Album #3: Asher Roth - Asleep in the Bread Aisle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SoTMT3-F7aI/AAAAAAAABPc/d2Va879_37k/s1600-h/Asher+Roth+-+Asleep+in+the+Bread+Aisle.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SoTMT3-F7aI/AAAAAAAABPc/d2Va879_37k/s200/Asher+Roth+-+Asleep+in+the+Bread+Aisle.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369641297546440098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright ladies and gents, it's time for the hat trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly this is one album I only have one song from; presumably Eminem Jr.'s future one-hit-wonder, the song "I Love College", appealed to me so much at one point that I just had to add it to my iPod instead of just watching it on Youtube, getting sick of it, then waiting for it to come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that would have probably been a smarter choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thinking about it, I Love College is one of those songs I listen to when I'm not really preoccupied with an image of myself that I'm trying to convey. Really, when I listen to it, I truly tend to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not give a shit&lt;/span&gt;. This is key, because anyone who listens to this song thinking that it is both an accurate representation of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;college life that doesn't involve a liberal arts major and that the people in the below music video would act like that without being paid gratuitously, you have another thing coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhSHvwuB2Y8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhSHvwuB2Y8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a song I tend to have on my iPod for the express purpose of having "on hand" in case someone snakes it for party music. It's sampled (well, "inspired", since Weezer wouldn't sign off on it) from a song that everyone knows from Rock Band, therefore lending pseudocredibility that the song might actually have some class to it; however, it sadly falls short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two hangovers out of a five.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-2600057480120592180?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/2600057480120592180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/08/album-3-asher-roth-asleep-in-bread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/2600057480120592180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/2600057480120592180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/08/album-3-asher-roth-asleep-in-bread.html' title='Album #3: Asher Roth - Asleep in the Bread Aisle'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SoTMT3-F7aI/AAAAAAAABPc/d2Va879_37k/s72-c/Asher+Roth+-+Asleep+in+the+Bread+Aisle.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-8229417914912759184</id><published>2009-07-29T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:41:32.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4/5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'>Album #2: Andrew W.K - I Get Wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SnDJ-CtPX-I/AAAAAAAABPA/yqq_HmBu468/s1600-h/Andrew+WK+-+I+Get+Wet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SnDJ-CtPX-I/AAAAAAAABPA/yqq_HmBu468/s200/Andrew+WK+-+I+Get+Wet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364009223913955298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, the good stuff. See, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Get Wet&lt;/span&gt; was a much better album from Andrew W.K because of the raw emotion that was present within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember listening to a few singles ("Party Hard" and "She is Beautiful") when they achieved a little bit of mainstream success when the album first came out. Back then I didn't have the magical method of torrenting to get full albums, so picking up various mislabeled songs wherever I could was the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o154/cravethought/partyhard3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 223px;" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o154/cravethought/partyhard3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364015141278083826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, some good times to this album. I remember "Party Hard" being the first ever song I played on my first iPod back in 2005, and many a shower rock out was had to the song, as well. From what people say Andrew's a pretty nice guy, and his hard-rock power anthems kind of carry that; my impression of the artist usually comes from the music itself, and in this case I picture a fun-loving guy who may or may not be stoned out of his mind when he writes some of his stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1p5zj_andrew-wk-party-hard-music-video_music&amp;amp;related=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x1p5zj_andrew-wk-party-hard-music-video_music&amp;amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rare album that I can say I enjoy most, if not all, of the tracks; my only complaint is that "Don't Stop Livin' In The Red" seems to be a bit of a brick wall in terms of energy. It's kind of a big slowdown that was maybe intended to bring the listener back to the sluggish pace of the real world, but it's very abrupt. AW.K also kind of suffers from the "songs sound the same" syndrome, but not as bad as others; his songs are to be taken at face value, with partying, having a good time and quasi-romantic rocker love as identifiable themes. Really, this is a good album to release some energy to, and like any good friend, Andrew's down to do whatever as long as it leads to a good time. As a result, I give it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four awesome nights out of five&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-8229417914912759184?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/8229417914912759184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/07/album-2-andrew-wk-i-get-wet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/8229417914912759184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/8229417914912759184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/07/album-2-andrew-wk-i-get-wet.html' title='Album #2: Andrew W.K - I Get Wet'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SnDJ-CtPX-I/AAAAAAAABPA/yqq_HmBu468/s72-c/Andrew+WK+-+I+Get+Wet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-2127694180459750587</id><published>2009-07-27T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:41:09.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3/5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'>Album #1: Andrew W.K - Close Calls With Brick Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sm5fuPTsPFI/AAAAAAAABO4/f6UrWzIYJb0/s1600-h/Close+Calls+with+Brick+Walls.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sm5fuPTsPFI/AAAAAAAABO4/f6UrWzIYJb0/s200/Close+Calls+with+Brick+Walls.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363329454232583250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright ladies and gents, here's album number one on &lt;a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/ccc?key=0Aj2LnfkugdbwdDdVcEI4Z0xyZE1RamllT0w1WWRvc2c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;the list of albums that's currently on my iPod&lt;/a&gt;. Whenever I open my "artists" menu, Andrew W.K always seems to smack me right in the face, and that's not necessarily a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, because "Close Calls with Brick Walls" comes before his debut album "I Get Wet" (tune in next time!), I get the displeasure of reviewing it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no means a horrible album, but sadly it doesn't have the same feeling that makes "I Get Wet" amazing; Andrew W.K.'s claim to fame is that his music is energetic, powerful and borderline riotous. However, "Close Calls" suffers from Andrew's own creativity, as he sadly decided to ditch his backing band and play every instrument on the album by himself. Yes, I know this is an impressive feat, but I think that the collaboration with a band, backing or not, kept his over ambitiousness in check; there's some songs on this album that I simply wasn't prepared to hear, and as a result I ended up not liking it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tkDDegLEcwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tkDDegLEcwE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did like, however, was a few choice songs that echoed his prior greatness: "Pushing Drugs" uses a very maniacal piano while "Slam John Against the Brick Wall" has a haunting energy that ramps up as the song progresses. The latter's a very good song to hype yourself up to; you kind of absorb the energy from the chanting crowd and let it get behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Andrew is either on ten types of drugs or is genuinely a very nice guy with too much energy, I commend his effort to expand his creativity. However, this album falls under the category of an album I have on my iPod simply for completion's sake. I'm still deciding how I'm going to rate these albums, so for now let's just use a simple 1-5 star system. This being my first review, I'm going to give Andrew a break because I believe his character makes up for the lack of form on this album. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three broken up parties out of five&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-2127694180459750587?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/2127694180459750587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/07/album-1-close-calls-with-brick-walls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/2127694180459750587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/2127694180459750587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/07/album-1-close-calls-with-brick-walls.html' title='Album #1: Andrew W.K - Close Calls With Brick Walls'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/Sm5fuPTsPFI/AAAAAAAABO4/f6UrWzIYJb0/s72-c/Close+Calls+with+Brick+Walls.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2582419325773412905.post-1684126447484551231</id><published>2009-07-27T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:12:27.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Album #0: Why I'm Doing This</title><content type='html'>So I was at work today and decided to listen to a full album of music. While I was going from track one to track whatever I realized that this was one of the few albums on my iPod that I could actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; doing this for. It kind of struck me that there's a lot of music on my music player that I either don't enjoy, or just never listened to. Because of the potential embarrassment that's associated with not having the complete product in the event of someone looking through your tunes, the completionist in me tends to rip or download the full album for storage; this happens even if I happen to only enjoy one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little bit more about me is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name's Matt, and at the time of this posting, I'm a 20 year old Journalism student. I live in Canada, and write for a number of blogs online; you can find my writing primarily here and my other blog, &lt;a href="http://www.cravethought.com"&gt;Crave Thought&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was listening to the aforementioned album I thought of an idea; in order to re-examine the music on my iPod, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; I have that music on there in the first place, I thought I might go from the first album on the list to the last in alphabetical order (by artist), listen it from start to finish and review it. Hopefully with each review I'll gain a little bit more insight into my music tastes and why I tend to be so damned picky with what I listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys want to see what I listen to on a regular basis, feel free to check out &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/cravethought"&gt;my Last.Fm&lt;/a&gt;, which has a decent listing of what's been on my iTunes/iPod/Winamp/Foobar for the last couple years. As you can see from there, I'm a big fan of both the Red Hot Chili Peppers, 311 and the Boards of Canada; though those three bands make up my Top 3 played artists, I'd like to think I'm a little bit more... diverse. I'd explain, but well, you'll see eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the purposes of the experiment, I'm link to &lt;a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/ccc?key=0Aj2LnfkugdbwdDdVcEI4Z0xyZE1RamllT0w1WWRvc2c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;a list of all the albums that are currently on my iPod&lt;/a&gt;. This is the list I'm going to be working through, and in the event I -gasp- add new music to my iPod, I'll get around to it when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width='500' height='300' frameborder='0' src='http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=t7UpB8gLrdMQjieOL5Ydosg&amp;single=true&amp;gid=0&amp;output=html&amp;widget=true'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy. If you guys have any comments or ideas for this blog, feel free to comment on this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2582419325773412905-1684126447484551231?l=mattsipod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/feeds/1684126447484551231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/07/album-0-why-im-doing-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/1684126447484551231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2582419325773412905/posts/default/1684126447484551231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattsipod.blogspot.com/2009/07/album-0-why-im-doing-this.html' title='Album #0: Why I&apos;m Doing This'/><author><name>Matt Demers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14489552059498788081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xakx1o3vQIk/SuB0EL6JCjI/AAAAAAAABSQ/oXD2AQatBDY/S220/skype1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
