The Same Love
Chatting on Twitter with pals Johnny Bacardi and Dave Lifton about Paul McCartney’s fondness for the major to minor chord change, which seems like a foundational musical element for pretty much all of his greatest songs. It’s so simple, but damn, sentimental as hell. The kind of music that makes you want to be piss drunk in a pub at 1 a.m. singing songs about home with your mates.
Anyway, here’s a Macca outtake from some unreleased record, recorded with Phil Ramone, as far as I can tell. It’s lathered in the major/minor shift. Warning: This song is one of those that makes a strong case for McCartney as king of the shitty saccharine love ballad, but it’s hard to deny its beauty as pure music and melody.
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Select Tweets Posted During the Michael Jackson Memorial Service, July 1, 2009
Hey, Twitter. How are ya? I’m so slammed. Curious about the Jackson memorial, if only because I’m sure there will be some great music.
about 6 hours ago from TwitterGadget
I’m just gonna put this out there, and you can tuck it away should you need to know someday: I too would like a golden casket.
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
so far, CNN is not falling apart due to the Jackson memorial. I’m gonna listen/watch to the service. So THERE.
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
i’m so excited about the corpse that will sit on stage at the MJ memorial! what great news! corpses in general need to get out more.
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
We live in a culture where people feel a sense of entitlement to view the corpse of a dead pop star.
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
I don’t know why everyone in LA is bitching about closing the roads for MJ. I assumed they closed the 101 for hours every day.
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
The guy sold hundreds of millions of records around the world. Made many happy. Also a nutjob. What did y’all expect–dignified mourning?
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
I would not even know how to react if someone wheeled a full coffin onto a stage at an arena. Cheer? Bow? Scream in terror?
about 4 hours ago from TwitterGadget
lou ferrigno: funniest voice EVER.
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
what I think is more surprising is that Ed McMahon’s corpse will be attending the MJ memorial.
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
wow. Lou Ferrigno is deaf. I had no idea. I’m really sorry. I feel like more of an asshole than usual.
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
my favorite Michael Jackson song has to be "Purple Rain."
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
"sorry, everybody–no memorial today–let’s try again tomorrow, okay?"
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
I bet the dude who sang with Mariah Carey on "I’ll Be There" for that Unplugged special never thought he’d work again.
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
this event really needs a Billy Crystal to tie everything together. He could have opened with a wacky song parody.
about 3 hours ago from TwitterGadget
Sharpton’s gonna use this to launch his 2012 presidential bid–I just know it.
about 2 hours ago from TwitterGadget
"Nothin’ strange about [Michael Jackson]"–I’m not 100% sure I agree with your police work there, Rev. Sharpton.
about 2 hours ago from TwitterGadget
so far, Stevie Wonder’s performance is tops for me. The man is remarkable. Amazing song too.
about 2 hours ago from TwitterGadget
I’m thinking the worst jokes right now. Worse than mocking Ferrigno’s deafness.
about 2 hours ago from TwitterGadget
how can anyone look down at another person, child or otherwise, and call them "Blanket" with a straight face?
about 2 hours ago from TwitterGadget
I would never have thought Michael Jackson’s music called anyone to public service. Public dancing, sure, but service? Not so much.
about 1 hour ago from TwitterGadget
so how did this thing end? did Jermaine get shot in the boat by Al Neri?
22 minutes ago from TwitterGadget
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Mixtape’s A Masterpiece
Reading the trials and tribulations of my buddy Jeff in his Project: Mixtape posts got me to thinking about my own checkered history of ninety-minute Maxell love letters, which got me searching my old files via Google Desktop, which unearthed this old post I wrote up in 2001 about mixtapes.
In preparation of some possible future posts on mixtapes and creating my own summer mix for 2009, I thought I’d toss up this oldie but pretty goodie. Also want to get some copy up here for a change after a true glut of crappy cameraphone pics that you’ve probably already seen on Twitter anyway. 
There’s nothing erotic about a blank cassette tape.
For one thing, it doesn’t really fit comfortably into any bodily orifice. Sure, you can stick it in your mouth, but what good does that do you? I can stick my shoe in my mouth, and it’ll still take last month’s issue of Maxim to get my rocks off. Besides which, the holes are too small to place anything sexual into, save perhaps a nipple. But be careful–you get your nipple stuck in one of the holes on your standard Maxell II90, and that defines "screwed," buddy!
No, you can’t do much with a blank tape to turn anyone on. Fill it with ninety minutes of just the right music, however, and you’ve got the key to any heart on the planet.
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