A couple of us are headed to the “Big Ole” game of the week tomorrow, and this jam is in (dubious? nebulous?) honor of the visiting team:
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11|11|11 Friday Jamz
This is happening:
The Tap (captioned for maximum lyrical enjoyment):
Hail the wale!
And because an American holiday always means a sale, here’s your buy three get one free:
To What We’re Listening (and Youtubing): Spank Rock
There was a time when I didn’t know who Spank Rock was. I was at the bar one night and my friend told me I had to listen to this new musical act with a funny sounding name. I initially dismissed Spank Rock because of the name, and boy was that a mistake. Fast forward a few months, and I am playing FIFA, wheeling and dealing as the manager of PSV Eindhoven. In the middle of trying to acquire FC Porto’s Fredy Guarin to bolster my midfield, a song came on. I have always enjoyed FIFA’s indie-tastic soundtrack, and this was no exception. I looked at the scroll at the bottom of the screen to see who the artist was, and to my surprise it was Spank Rock, the band with the funny name that I had dismissed months before.
Now I can’t stop listening to Spank Rock. His (Their?—Wikipedia seems to be confused about whether Spank Rock is one person or a group of people) music is half rap, half electro rock and all awesome. Spank Rock has put out two albums: YoYoYoYoYo and Everything is Boring and Everyone is a Fucking Liar. Both are worth checking out.
Here’s the song that started it all for me, Energy. Bumping this tune while schooling goalies as Cesc Fabregas is one of the greatest feelings in videogaming.
Friday Bangs
From the moment that the video for Bangs’ single Take U 2 Da Movies hit the web, I knew he would be a star. Since then he has topped that song multiple times over, with such awesome tunes as Meet Me on Facebook and I’m Going to the Ghetto. His musical prowess has propelled Bangs to such great heights as starring in his own Honda commercial. While he is not super famous on this side of the Pacific Ocean yet, that will come in time. With music this awesome, people will one day talk about Bangs in the same breath as they talk about The Beatles or Elvis. Do yourself a favor and check out his two albums, Hard to Be Up and Reflections. And hey, at your next Christmas party, why not throw on the best holiday song of all time, Christmas Story?
Happy Halloween
Manic Monday
This was a rough weekend for most of ALDLAND’s teams, with Michigan State pulling another no-show, this time against extremely beatable Nebraska, and Vanderbilt blowing two opportunities to beat #8 Arkansas. Clemson’s offense forgot to show up and remind Georgia Tech that the Tigers don’t have a defense, and our own Magalan and commodawg went head to head for Georgia’s come-from-behind victory over the heavily penalized Florida Gators at the annual Cocktail Party game in Jacksonville.
The Florida-Georgia rivalry played out on Sunday, too, when the Lions met the Broncos in Denver. Georgia grad Matthew Stafford, along with Georgia Tech grad Calvin Johnson, led Detroit in a dominant victory over Florida grad Timothy Richard Tebow’s Denver team, the only bright spot of which was Knowshon Moreno, running back and Georgia alum.
Elsewhere in the NFL, the Rams got their first win, shocking New Orleans with Sam Bradford on the bench, the Dolphins came from ahead to stay winless, and the Colts lost to an underperforming Titans team. Watching Chris Johnson this year, one understands why he held out for a big payday at the start of this season.
To What We’re Listening (and Youtubing): The Black Keys’ new single Lonely Boy
As usual, I swore at the beginning of the football season that I wouldn’t travel to The Game Formerly Known As The World’s Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party (“TGFKATWLOCP”). The many reasons for my apathy about this game included: recently Georgia has refused to put up much of a fight, Jacksonville is so overrated, coordinating getting to the game is always a royal pain, and the stadium, while neat to look at when its split blue and red 50/50, doesn’t provide anywhere near the joy of being in The Swamp. Et cetera.
But just like in years past, here we are about 24 hours to kick-off, and my willpower has faded. So I’ll be leaving in a couple hours for TGFKATWLOCP, and I’m actually pretty excited about it. We’re allegedly including a bourbon fountain in our tailgate this year, which is the good kind of bad idea that makes you scared for your life, and more importantly, your bar license. It’s a bright spot on a weekend that otherwise features grown men dressing like vampires, or drag queens, or the ultimate: vampire drag queens.
One other bright spot is that The Black Keys (Dan Auerbach – vocals/guitar and Patrick Carney – drums) dropped their first single from forthcoming album, El Camino (the cover of which inexplicably [to me] has a photo of a 90s vintage minivan on it). The new song, Lonely Boy, already has a funny video up on their Youtube channel. While you’re there, check out the videos for Tighten Up and Howlin for You. They’ll all make you laugh.
This new album was recorded at Dan’s new studio in Music City, USA. In the past, they’ve recorded all over the place, including Pat’s basement, an old rubber factory (for an album titled…wait for it…Rubber Factory), and Muscle Shoals Sound Studios (founded by a group that defected from FAME, including David Hood, father of Drive By Truckers front man Patterson Hood). AD tells me their experience recording in Alabama was suboptimal, which is sad to hear. All the same, they’ve put out consistently strong bluesy rock over a series of records, no small feat for a couple of white dudes in a power duo. Though to be fair, if a white dude is trying to sing the blues with any kind of authenticity, coming of age in post-industrial Ohio can’t hurt. If the new single is any indication, they’re close to the mark again.
Good listening, Godspeed, and Go Gators.
Work it out Friday
When I heard the Spartan Marching Band playing this song in the fourth quarter of Michigan State’s thrilling victory over Wisconsin last week, I knew two things: 1) MSU would win the game, and 2) that song had to be this week’s Friday Jam. My knowledge proved factual, so here it is, from Detroit to the Midnight Special:
In South Carolina, there are many tall pines
And there used to be three men known as Marcus Lattimore, Steve Spurrier, and Stephen Garcia. 
Within the last week or so, though, all that has changed. First, quarterback Garcia, who’d shown flashes of brilliance on and off the field, but not nearly as much of the former as the latter, got himself kicked of the team for failing a drug test.
In their first game without Garcia, young backup Connor Shaw helped lead the team to a gutty two-point victory over Mississippi State last Saturday, but the Gamecocks lost Heisman-caliber running back Lattimore to a season-ending knee injury. For many, this team was the favorite to win a weak SEC East, but without Lattimore, it’s tough to see much success left for SC this season.
And that brings us to the OBC. In seven years in Columbia, Spurrier has a 50-34 record, which stands in marked contrast to his overall NCAA coaching record (186-73-2), to say nothing of his record at Florida (122-27-1). Known as a quarterback specialist (due in no small part to winning a Heisman Trophy himself as a Gator QB), he’s struggled to develop quarterback talent for SC, where he’s given his starters (and some reporters) very short leashes.
But the Ol’ Ball Coach, bowling his headset like a dilapidated yo-yo seemingly with even greater frequency of late, definitely has looked ol'(d). A coach only is as good as his players. With an inexperienced quarterback and without his star running back, things very suddenly are looking very bleak in Columbia.
Friday night
Friday day has arrived, although here in the Upper Midwest at this time of year, Friday day already looks like Friday night, so here comes your Friday jam, with a video that features a woman who looks like Mick Jagger, doppelgänger Carrie Fisher and Bobby Weir, a woman who looks like Sly Stone, and someone who may or may not be me:
Have a great daynight.
