Sam Sugguest A Song: OctaHate by Ryn Weaver

So there's a variety of tunes that I've been spending a decent amount of time listening to and in some instances they seem to have been picking up some steam in terms of people actually listening to them and that's where this song OctaHate by one Ryn Weaver seems to come into place because I remember being suggested this song by someone a few months back and thinking that it had one killer chorus but sounded too much like it was trying to sound like a host of other artist so for the most part I just kind of decided to kind of throw it on a Spotify list and kind of let it do it's thing and like a lot of songs it just kind of started growing on me in due time and now I find it to be one killer track.

At it's core it's a fairly straightforward post break-up heartbreak heavy track that's not really anything special minus a line about how she's moving into retrograde which is kind of a cool lyric in all honesty but even so it's not really the words as much as her method of delivery which is through this chorus that kind of steamrolls over you like a bat outta hell and these verses that all end in one word being stretched out to almost emphasis her desire to not let go of a love that's obviously gone.

Criticisms of unoriginality aside I did manage to give some of her other stuff a listen and even take the time to view a couple of live recordings of her and she's a solid little talent that I doubt will be something huge but the music being presented is of a good enough quality that I feel it's worth the time to highlight and hopefully inform people of especially if you kind of like really straightforward poppy numbers that aren't really fun times and cute crushes but also that don't kind of bore you along and feel overly pretentious instead she's kind of a nice split between a forward thinking pop singer like Kimbra and a pop machine like Tove Lo...

The Greatest Song EVER!

So there's this article I'll write on here that's only really been done twice where in which I take the time to very VERY highly praise a tune that I feel is truly one of the greats and today while at work I was singing this wonderful little tune that was really striking true and was more then prepared to take this idea after almost 3 years and finally post about an amazing little punk rock tune that's just to undeniably true about where I am in my life right now....that was up until I was driving home and the following tune not only brought me a sense of elated joy that both left me screaming but actually made ALL the clouds go away and most literally SHINED A FUCKING LIGHT ON ME!!!!!

And because of that moment of clarity I just had to change tune because there's sometimes in life when you just have to write about what's right and in this songs case it's possibly the Greatest Song EVER!

"Head On(Hold On To Your Heart)"-Man Man

So I'm just going to be blunt with you people life in all intensive purposes for me has been shitty as FUUUUUUUUUCK! and it's this increased amount as my ever so in the dog house buddy quoted, "a series of small term issues," that have brought about what's been a very large amount of stress that's had me acting in some rather questionable way's and really just kind of been piling up to really make me just kind of want to scream, but again like I said I was driving home and out of nowhere on that stretch of road that is my way home this song came on the radio and for whatever reason as I turned it up louder then necessary and started singing along the clouds in the sky started to most literally part way and I was greeted by both this oddly amazing feeling of elation and a very nice looking bit of greenery on what's actually a fairly cold and miserable day.

Yes this wonderfully little throwback of a tune that kind of reminds me of Pearl Jams cover of last kiss in that it's an alternative rock song that kind of sounds like an older kind of R&B influenced 60's pop song with a very Doo-whop meet's Baroque Pop sound that's a very sing along vocally impressive rock and roll tune with a lot of emotion poured into a very sad storybook of a tune that's very much pouring a very specific emotion in this tunes case the desire to hold on to that loving spirit we all have with plenty of wonderful word choices like, "Hold it High above flood waters," in between lines about how the singer in question doesn't seem to recognize what he's become and how he needs to keep hope alive in knowing that his heart knows where he's going.

It's an oddly romantic tune that really just kind of hit me like a ton of bricks today and while I may be ever so slightly worn out, tired, and filled with a strong desire to just bitch out everyone around me for being an idiot and for life to quit raining all over my parade I'm kind of having some bit of brightness and clarity by listening to this wonderful little throwback of a tune and i guess in the oddest way possible it might just be the greatest song EVER!

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Lost Great Albums Vol. 3: Pretty. Odd. Things to Panic! about....

You ever sit back and get reminded of a time when any particular band was hot shit then seemingly out of nowhere just kind of fell off the face of the earth as everyone kind of grew up, moved on, and decided to listen to other musical endeavors?

Well a few days ago I was hanging out with a buddy listening to some random shenanigans on Pandora and upon just general interest of the songs being played I was reminded about the band Panic! At the Disco, and while I do recall covering one of their efforts in the form of a song of the day with some sense of being impressed by them returning to a mildly electronic heavy but familiar sound of power poppy emo goodness that we all fell in love with when, “A fever you can’t sweat out,” was released but I kind of just ignored the effort released and realized they’re still making records and people do still in fact listen to this band albeit the tunes aren’t really that spectacular but this isn’t really a piece to bash what’s honestly a band that never really went to shit like their contemporaries but in the process of looking back I’m fairly inspired to do another edition of Lost Great albums.

Pretty. Odd. Its’ an interesting record that upon doing my research beforehand seemingly didn’t seem to get as well received as it’s processor but upon actually giving a listen while writing this article seems to rather strongly stand up at the very least in the first few tracks which kind of abandoned that familiar new-wavey feel of their earlier record in favor of what was a very Revolution-Era Beatles inspiration in the form of a series of natural instruments and kind of semi-psychedelic sounding tunes that are in some way’s straightforward pop tunes that do their best to try and be very lyrically imaginative and for the most part that really does work.

I’m not saying these guy’s hold a candle to the fab 4 themselves but in terms of looking at this as an attempt to beat the sophomore slump it’s strong especially in tunes like, “That Green Gentleman,” which is really a very amusingly bouncy number that treads a fine line between power pop and early to mid 60’s baroque pop, you have an album by a band who decided to do their best to not be another emo group and it’s kind of a shame because this record didn’t get too much praise when it came out and from the looks of it like Panic! It’s just faded into obscurity.

SO if you’re looking for the attempt of another myspace-era group to actually break the mold and make a very well crafted kind of Beatles inspired tunes that are both strongly done and that hold up a million times better then the album that came before I’d advise you find yourself a copy of this either amongst your old CD’s from High School or maybe in a random CD store if those are still around and you kind of enjoy yourself what James Montgomery (asQuoted from the Wikipedia  page) Said, “Give this one a decade…We could have another Pinkerton on our hands,” and in all honesty we just might….