Gorilla Manor is a bangin album, and this is a bangin song! I suck at descriptions. If you really like this song though, you should also watch the live video which I personally think is even better …
Skip to 50 seconds in. So good!
-nahomes
As far as I’m concerned, this is the definitive version of Fireworks– an epic eight (in some versions up to twenty) minute suite that wedges two tracks off of Danse Manatee in between Fireworks while still keeping it’s omnipresent trademark droning drum sample. This won’t win any converts, but fans of Animal Collective will dig it.
-jakeyp
An excellent cover of the James Brown classic. Not sure what’s up with the dancers though…
-cKlein(soFine)
what???
a bluegrass/folk cover of radiohead’s packt like sardines in a crushed tin box?!? this is crazy
a bluegrass/folk cover of the strokes’ heart in a cage???? also pretty crazy…kinda like it though?
(both links are live versions of the song and the quality isn’t very good but you still get the jist)
-nahomes
This song is concentrated empowerment, and empowerment is always a dish better served with a bunch of stranger hippies, strobe lights and gratuitous smoke. The W.A.N.D, which according to some liner notes rather adorably stands for “The Will Always Negates Defeat!”, is the surest way outside of recreational methamphetamine to get your self completely amped to just do something and succeed.
When Wayne invariably falls into a firepit after fighting a balrog only to return as Wayne Coyne the White, this is the song he’ll use to rally oppressed youth from across the world to create some kind of Stonertopia; toppling nations and triggering spontaneous orgies.
-jakeyp
I started this site, so I reserve the liberty to post some self-indulgent shit that nobody else will like, alright?!
This song sums up what everyone hates about Animal Collective in one pocket-sized reference guide:
I get all of that. Really. But something about this song captures an emotional quality to it that I can’t get out of listening to any other song. That’s something you can’t quantify.
-jakeyp
Live version after the leap; but I doubt any of you will make it that far:
[shaky cam, but pretty close to the action and awesome audio quality if you turn on HD.]
This probably isn’t a super-group by most people’s standards, but Thom Yorke’s new touring band is pure-dynamite concentrate. I don’t know what kind of sedative Yorke crushed into Flea’s yogurt parfait to make him so tame, but it worked– there is definitely no out of place Flea cock-lassoing during any of Yorke’s morose set. The two actually play off each other pretty well; Flea really brings the bass that’s buried in some of Yorke’s work out in the open, and even inspires a sullen Yorke to jam for chrissakes. What is a cute little crescendo-reprise in the album version of The Eraser becomes a dueling static guitars between Yorke and Flea in this live set (4:30 in).
-jakeyp
Yes, this is the man behind the likes of “Valley Girl,” and “Don’t Eat the Yellow Snow.” Believe it or not, he’s even better at composing than writing off-color lyrics. In fact, if I weren’t interested in keeping this blog interesting, there would probably be a good two or three Zappa songs a day. Though it was written by a guy who was only ever recognized for his “comedy rock,” this may be my favorite jazz tune.
-Kevin
