It’s already stuck in your head, so, uh, might as well add some Wes history to the mix.
Learn how to MG yr time (to pretend?), and I swear this is indeed the title Gabriela De Golia ’13 provided with this post:
Want to make sure you know some efficient ways to organize your already-very-busy lives?
Come to a Time Management Workshop with a Peer Advisor this Sunday at 7 PM in the Nics Lounge! You will learn important techniques of time management, which will then lead to less procrastination, less stress, and better academic performance (along with more time for a social life)! Bring your Student Planner, a pen, and paper. See you there!
For those not in the know: Daytrotter is a music website that specializes in three things that I care about, all really part of the same thing: live sessions with artists 7 days a week, giving away download links for these sessions for free, and really dense, crazy write-ups about these sessions that I should really spend more time looking at. If you’ve got other things to do, though, the titles will do just fine (sample from the links section: “A Confusing World At-Large Deciphered By Wolves And Men”).
Among the acts Daytrotter has lured into the studio (presumably under cinnamon-coated pretenses) are some of Wesleyan’s finest — ever-present The Management and recent visitors BearHands are among the many, many recordings.
Breaking Motherfucking News: A tip from sneakergaze while I was finishing up this post:
I’M AT THE — never mind, there’s no way that could end well, unlike this apparently upcoming Das Daytrotter sesh. Looks like I’ll be following up on this soon. OFWGKTA/DR collab?
National Weather Service travel advisory: two metric fucktons of links incoming. Read on for a return to our regularly scheduled programming.
Unless you completely avoid all music, you have probably heard of MGMT, especially since the group began at Wesleyan, and both members are alumni. What you see above is one of my favorite YouTube videos ever: a cover of “Kids,” arguably MGMT’s most well-known song, by The Ooks of Hazzard, a 9-piece band consisting of seven ukuleles, an accordion, and a cajón.
Searching The Ooks of Hazzard on YouTube will only bring up this video and a few regrettably mediocre concert recordings, complete with bad lighting and background noise. A search on iTunes will only bring you to a page where you can purchase this song as a single. Their MySpace page has a streaming version of the song above, but little else. Nevertheless, they indicate on their Facebook page that, as of January 18, they are working on an album. If you enjoy this video, you’ll probably be as excited as I am to hear this. If there’s one thing the world needs, it’s more awesome ukulele bands.
Consider this your daily reminder that MGMT went to Wes, late-October edition: the high-spirited fifth-graders of Staten Island’s famous PS22 Chorus 2011 covered MGMT’s “Kids” a couple weeks ago, complete with a feisty young drummer:
If you’re sick of the latest pop tunes earworming their way into your head, consider checking out the chorus’ YouTube channel for a whole slew of covers of both classics (Journey, Michael Jackson) and the latest hits (Passion Pit, Jay-Z). Here they wooooooo along to “Sleepyhead” in the studio with Passion Pit; suffice to say I’m pretty envious.
No, but seriously. Ignore that Stereogum link in the shoutbox. Disregard Pitchfork’s top headline this morning (MGMT Reportedly Attacked With Piss). An email to Pitchfork from co-founder Andrew VanWyngarden ’05 sets the record straight. It kinda reads like a half-assed Ampersand piece (prompt: “email from MGMT to Pitchfork concerning reportedly thrown bottles of piss”), except it’s for real. On a scale of one to ten counting by tenths, I’d give it a solid 8.3:
At the start of “Kids”, MGMT’s most popular song to date and the second-to-last song in the set, a celebratory cup of hearty Manchester ale, NOT URINE, was hurled into the air in the direction of the stage, thereupon landing in the lap of William Berman, the current world’s best drummer. As we understand, thrown cups of beer are a sign of affection over here, whereas thrown bottles of urine mean the opposite. So, thank you Manchester for your affection.
In other news, Congratulations really wasn’t bad, Columbia isn’t actually mad at them, and it’s raining outside. Full story here. Enjoy the rest of your Tuesday.
We do, however, lose out to the University of Miami (really?), because people apparently care where Enrique Iglesias and Gloria Estefan studied whatever the hell it is that Enrique Iglesias and Gloria Estefan studied.
Consider this also your once-a-decade-or-so reminder that MC Frontalot (AKA Damian Hess ’96) went to Wesleyan. He’s pretty cool, and no one ever seems to mention him in “cool Wes alums” conversations, so here’s a vid:
Fun facts about MC Frontalot:
He is the self-proclaimed “world’s 579th greatest rapper.”
He coined the phrase “nerdcore.”
He appeared in the direct-to-video Sesame Street movie Elmo’s Potty Time.
As for mainstream press portrayals of Westco: again, three basic elements—drugs, jam-band music (sup, Wes circa 1995), and . . . ferrets? From a Rolling Stone profile on MGMT this week:
Wesleyan University, a 2,700-student liberal arts school in Connecticut that caters to academically advanced students who may not have fit into their high schools. Both guys had signed up for rooms in the ‘weird’ dorm, a haven for jam-band lovers, ferret owners, and kids that arrived at college very familiar with psychedelic drugs.
Thanks to Jessica Jordan ’13 for the tip. I can’t seem to find the full article online, so feel free to comment with a link or your own ferret lolcat (lolferret?) or something equally procrastinatory and useless if the spirit moves you.
There are some sweet moments on this record, much more in tune with Oracular Spectacular‘s spacey latter half than “Kids” or “Time To Pretend” (and far more cohesive than “Flash Delirium” might have you believe). Dig the doo-wop and surf music flourishes, but don’t be expecting another “Kids.”