Wowie guys, its been a steamy minute since i’ve done one of these little playlists.
I’ve been keeping busy… discovering the natural wonders of the world through part time factory jobs and old time literature courses. The music hasn’t stopped though. Here’s a short showcase of the music munchies i’ve been macking on lately: Continue reading Fox’s Fourth
Hey everybody, Jacky boy here. Guess what? I’ve gone and found a few more sound smoothies for all the village to sip on. I’ve got a diverse menu today. You’ll find some old favorites, some hot
new players…maybe even a deep cut or two! Not as poetic this week, i mostly used complete sentences.
I’m training myself to be the next hot writer for rolling stone. Continue reading Fox Jackson Marcodocious and His Third Playlist
I am someone who believes an environment can mesh well with the music in between my ears. With summer days spent aimlessly long boarding empty streets flushed with sunshine, I would direct someone to the indie-rock, surf sounds of Real Estate or California lovin’ Crosby, Stills and Nash. In the midst of a hailstorm on the highway, a more chaotic and lively Animal Collective cut would do.
But for the days of cardigans, the evenings of brutal breeze and hoping for another second of Missouri warmth, and the mornings of those darling leaves changing, I never know where to turn musically. The hybrid of summer heat and winter frigidness leads me to a hybrid of hearty rock, mellowed out guitar strumming and sweet,melodic voices pouring out their souls into their songs.
Continue reading Falling in love with songs of the season
Let me take this opportunity to welcome all of you to the second installment of my already famed
column, Pathetic playlist poetry. Here, you will find everything you need musically, sonically, sexually, and aestetically. The game goes like this. I stumble upon songs i like, (or recall old ones in a pinch)
scribe sonnets and shit trinkets about them, and then you listen to them. I am not legally responsible for any time
wasted or any offense you may take to my language. I didn’t make most of these words up, i just write them.
With that in mind, enjoy the sequel to last week’s smash hit. “Fox’s Poetic Playlist Part 2” Continue reading Fox’s poetic playlist 2
Hello hello, and welcome to the second week of playlists. We said we’d keep up, and we are. Waddya know.
I’ve been investing a copious amount of time in recent musical endeavors, coming across brand new songs being released now, while still making my way back to classics that never grow old in spirit. Lots of Mac Demarco when I’m cooking (up something good), lots of Harlem, Diarrhea Planet and together PANGEA while running, and the occasional stroll on campus with Death Grips. And of course, an abundance of classic rock ranging from Paul Simon and James Brown to Count Five and the Lemonheads.
And some other shit.
Anywho, here are my 5 tunes that deserve your attention immediately.
The Hound Continue reading PLAYLIST #2
Pat says i have to make a list of some shit I’ve been listening to lately. It’s not that i’m reluctant, I’ve just been taking a little break from spewing out the usual fluff;
Half RockNRoll nutlicking and half a cigarette advertisement.
I’ve been getting more into poetry.. showing off that sensitive side, yanno?
Let’s try to be poetic about this playlist. Continue reading Fox’s Poetic Playlist #1
Time to spit a little ramble about the Chicago-bred butter punk outfit twin peaks, prepare yourself kids.
Our story begins in the naive, formative years of my 2nd and 3rd year in high school, when i first became aware
of the pizza punk band Twin Peaks. I refer to these times as naive due to how i convinced myself that Twin Peaks were nothing more than a supporting act for the Orwells.. How dastardly wrong i was… Continue reading Some Love For Twin Peaks