Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Seriously Ghetto Christmas Songs


I'm OBSESSED with ghetto Christmas music! It all started my freshman year of college when Erica and I discovered "All I Want for Christmas" by the Dirty Boyz. So began my obsession with celebrating the birth of Christ with ridiculously absurd, ghetto, holiday jamz. I have no clue what possesses a rappers to come up with these songs but I hope they never stop! Listen to these, and enjoy...hoe. :


Thursday, October 27, 2011

Creepy Sexy Folk



Why yes, I do have a playlist in my iPod titled "Sexy Halloween". If you liked my "Creepy Sexy Jazz...Rock," choices, then listen to these spooky, atmospheric, yet highly sensual folksy tunes.

Everything by The Pierces makes me think witches, Salem, and combat boots over fishnets. Those girls can have such beautifully dark yet deceptively sweet voices. I literally picture them boiling their unfaithful ex boyfriends over a cauldron while scattering in pink sprinkles when I listen to them. My favorite line of this song is, "hold me till all the prayers that go to heaven get an answer".

I don't know if this next song really counts as Folk. Wikipedia calls it ambient so let's just go with that. I suppose I could have just posted it under "Creepy Sexy Indie" but that would just be redundant.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Creepy Sexy Rock



There are so many examples of ultra erotic creepy rock, it's only a matter of narrowing them down. But I'm telling you, if you want to take it there, you know, stalking outside your window and watching you sleep whilst touching themselves, you're going to need some Radiohead. Even their name is indecent!

Obviously all their songs involve mey-jah creeping and possibly no pants, but this song is just really slow and subtle about it. The song, "Talk Show Host" is so damn smooth and seductive, it's probably the opposite of all my other rock examples that are saying, "I'm coming to eat you alive." TSH casually creeps outside your bedroom window sipping wine and reading the papers until you tear open it open, bat them out out of its hands and throw yourself at it.

Honestly, listen to this with extreme caution and keep tabs on your pants.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Creepy Sexy Jazz


Because what's more romantic than a little voodoo hex? This song always get's me into the spirit of Halloween. Plus it makes me think of Hocus Pocus, the best damn thing ever.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

New Kanye

Otis feat. Otis Redding by watchthethrone

I admit it: I love Kanye West more than a swag-less orchestra dork should. I don’t know what it is. Kanye’s always been in my musical periphery, but it wasn’t until his album, 808s & Heartbreaks, that I really ever paused to appreciate his fast and loose flow and his amazing production abilities. The man is a genius and I love him. I love him more than a whole plate of fish sticks in my mouth.

Anyway, here’s his first single, "Otis", from his upcoming collaborative album with Jay-Z: Watch the Throne. I like it; it’s smooth, it’s “summuh”, and it makes me want to throw on a pair of aviators and start sliding and jiving across the floor like the smooth villain from Charlie’s Angels.

Friday, July 1, 2011

My Summah Jam



Say it with me guys; Summah. Summer, or as my favorite comedian Howard Kremer would call it, summah, is here. "You've gotta douse yourself in it. You've gotta get lousy with summah." Kremer says the most important thing you need to have a summah is a summah gum. I've chosen Extra mint chocolate chip as my summah gum, and now I have my summah jam: Nadia Oh’s, M.I.A.-esq, ode to Kate Middleton. Listen to “Taking Over the Dance Floor” above, chew your summah gum, and immerse yourself fully in summah.


Nadia Oh is one GLORIOUS robot

You think I know better than to love Nadia Oh? I play violin, drink red wine, and croon out show tunes in the shower. Should I know better?

I first discovered Nadia Oh, Space Cowboy’s android, on So You Think You Can Dance, like everyone else. Her song, “Hot like Wow” was playing and I couldn’t pay attention to any of the dancers. I’ve never heard anything like it. The most stereotypical Arabic beats were going fast and hard while this mechanical voice droned over the track.