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Thursday, July 16, 2009


Now before you go and listen to this song, read this little diddy first.

I feel as though I know something about music.  I like learning about most parts of it; from the thought of writing a track, to the kids getting punched in the chest by speakers hammering out bass lines.  I'm well aware there are higher authorities than myself on the subject (I think they voted stairway to heaven as their favorite), and there are countless tracks I haven't heard, or ever will, BUT, I've come to the conclusion that sex type thing by Stone Temple Pilots might be the greatest rock song ever.  Its simple and to the point.  It has one purpose, and that is to rock the shit out of anyone within earshot.  It involves every essential ingredient:  

1. Sex: if you listen to any one line of the song, its easy to pick up what home boy was thinking about when he scribbled down the words, probably on the back of a condom box...  or maybe not, dude IS a rock star.

2. Drugs: Although drugs aren't really mentioned in the song itself, The singer of STP is notorious for his advocation of drug use.  "apparently" he's all for drugs if you can control your addictions.  problem was, he couldn't control himself.  But I do think he's clean now,  and good on him.  he still rocks out the Jagger quasi-homoerotic dance moves and looks cool as shit doing it.

3. Face Melting sounds:  The song itself is fairly repetitive, (they keep the recipe simple, why fix what ain't broken) but that doesn't bother me at all, cuz the riff is so heavy and angry.  Simple, guitar, bass, drums, vocals.  It hits my chest like a Mac Truck or a stockton pass; and its got occasional distortion in the guitar that Chuck Berry would be proud of.


Anyways,  I don't want you to listen to this song until you have a stereo in which you can hear the whole spectrum of sounds being produced otherwise the full effect won't be achieved.  you gotta be able to feel the bass drum kicking you in the ass, and the guitar accents in your hair follicles.  Anyways.  I'm gonna go grow this mustache.  Sweet Dee out.

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