No Place Like Home (Anywhere But Here) – Pavement

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1. Man, the Pavement years…

   I’ve been listening to the sort stuff I mentioned to you a while back: Twigs, Hiatus Kaiyote, The Internet, and at this moment, Xenia Rubinos.

   https://youtu.be/rR5Lxn_r2agReport

   1. The video for this one is kinda awesome:

      https://youtu.be/wz-gaDZeGlgReport

      1. And in addition to being very catchy, this one describes a system vastly superior to our queue-dependent one:

         https://youtu.be/0IRIOCKS0PEReport

         1. Is it different than queuing, or is it simply figuring out where the back of the queue is? My Spanish is pretty rudimentary and rusty.Report

            1. It’s still in order, but you stand or sit wherever you want and just wait for the person who became just before you to know when it’s your turn.Report

   2. I don’t know why, but I was just thinking how Pavement were seen as smart-assed slackers, but a lot of my favorite songs by them were just super-duper sad – and then realizing that those sad songs all seemed thematically-similar. Hence this post.Report

      1. Putting this together is impressive. I’ve always thought of them as kind of melancholy, but then, that might be because I spent much of that time kind of melancholy.Report

         1. I think that lyric in “Gold Soundz” is so good, because he so deftly and quickly reveals as pain and self-loathing something that initially looks like outward-directed nastiness.

            I really should have transcribed the (gut)punchline thus:

            So drunk in the August sun, and you’re the kind of girl I like
            Because you’re empty
            (And I’m empty…)

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            1. Which may be the most ’94 lyrics possible.Report

2. Duuuude, I could go on forever about Pavement. I submit Fin, the closer to Brighten the Corners, is their saddest leavin’ home song (and a gut-wrenching outro) – though I still have no idea what Malkmus is talking about most of the time.Report

   1. I couldn’t quite work in this one, but this one is super-sad, and another good album closer:

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjcfT2xiArcReport

      1. Today in Glyph’s Ridiculously-Belated Lyrical Revelations:

         He doesn’t say “jazzbo” (a slightly-derisive term for jazz fans, sort of like calling them “hipsters” or “beatniks”). He says “jazz buffs“, which makes the “skinny arms” joke make more sense, and echo the prior line about “composers so distracted” (that is, = NOT composed).Report

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