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It's funky but smooth, and infinitely danceable.  Now I remember why I owned so many Strictly Rhythm records back in my younger years.  They still crank out the best house music.  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I am totally on the verge of losing my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, lo and behold, I was wandering around on the Amazon site on Monday night and came across a little promo video snippet with the song "Peace".   (Spoiler alert: if you don't want to hear the song, don't click "play").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5689a590ffcdc9f3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;I'll confess, when I first heard this song, I thought it was a little on the old-school cheese side of things, but I can NOT stop listening to it.  It's old school done right and damn, the beat has got some bounce.  Seriously, you can do all those dirty south bounce kind of dances to it.  Trust me, I've tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times can I listen on repeat in a row???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-7103052939790803433?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/a2jsspXIoxQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5689a590ffcdc9f3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/a2jsspXIoxQ/listening-peace-by-depeche-mode.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2009/04/listening-peace-by-depeche-mode.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-1662015499159621248</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T10:46:58.734-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kylie Minogue</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dancing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dance music</category><title>Listening: Wow by Kylie Minogue</title><description>Kylie Minogue just keeps churning out the hits.  This morning I haven't been able to stop dancing around to 2008's "Wow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2uN5NPyP9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x2uN5NPyP9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just fabulous and the song has so much energy.  It's the perfect track for a gloomy Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-1662015499159621248?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/P1jyDS5rceo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/P1jyDS5rceo/listening-wow-by-kylie-minogue.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2009/03/listening-wow-by-kylie-minogue.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-4759482736275098773</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 07:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T23:10:18.092-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">winter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depressing music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yaz</category><title>Listening: Winter Kills by Yaz</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;In honor of the Groundhog seeing it's shadow and predicting six more weeks of winter, I can't help but listen to one of the most depressing "winter" songs ever: "Winter Kills" by Yaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you know when a song has "winter" and "kills" in it, it's not gonna be an inspirational ditty.  Never fear, this could be just the ode to cold and darkness that you need to get you through the next six weeks.  You may cry every time you hear it, but at least lead singer Alison Moyet's haunting vocals, and the stripped down arrangement, will make you savor the tears even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/60qdIkyLqsM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/60qdIkyLqsM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-4759482736275098773?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/mWrZ6-Sk8K8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/mWrZ6-Sk8K8/listening-winter-kills-by-yaz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2009/02/listening-winter-kills-by-yaz.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-5060307370503130154</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-27T10:42:34.932-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Camille Jones</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electronica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dance music</category><title>Listening: Difficult Guys by Camille Jones</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/SVZ0PEj49aI/AAAAAAAACCQ/wMxEu1aQtds/s1600-h/camille.jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/SVZ0PEj49aI/AAAAAAAACCQ/wMxEu1aQtds/s320/camille.jones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284539015036990882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love it when I hear a song that I immediately become so obsessed with that I have to play it non-stop for a few days.  That's the case with Dutch singer &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.myspace.com/camillejonesmusic"&gt;Camille Jones&lt;/a&gt;' incredibly danceable track, "Difficult Guys".  It's been in heavy rotation on my iPod since I came across it on Christmas Day.  What a wonderful Christmas present this song is proving to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan of Jones' music since discovering her last year via the incredible Fedde Le Grand remix of her song, "&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42ePU7O5q0s"&gt;The Creeps&lt;/a&gt;".  That tune was a mega-smash in the dance/electronica world, and she meets the high bar set with "Difficult Guys", a tune which every woman who has been interested in the "wrong" kinds of guys can relate to.  Jones is quite gorgeous so it seems hard to imagine her having a hard time finding a guy.  But we all know the difference between finding a guy and finding the "right" kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I enjoy about Jones is that she doesn't over-sing her songs.  She belts out just enough energy, purring her way through convincingly.  If "Difficult Guys" doesn't make you move your feet, it might be time for you to go in for a check-up to see if you still have a pulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_KJaPqI_fI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_KJaPqI_fI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-5060307370503130154?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/Fc_uR5ZRPsA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/Fc_uR5ZRPsA/listening-difficult-guys-by-camille.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/SVZ0PEj49aI/AAAAAAAACCQ/wMxEu1aQtds/s72-c/camille.jones.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/12/listening-difficult-guys-by-camille.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-9005131394374653272</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 06:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-08T22:16:20.483-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depeche Mode</category><title>Listening: Surrender by Depeche Mode</title><description>I know, it's been awhile.  But no worries, I haven't stopped listening to music and my love for Depeche Mode hasn't died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long night tonight.  I feel slightly heartbroken for more reasons than can be named.  So, I'm listening to "Surrender" by Depeche Mode.  It's a b-side to the 1998 single release of "Only When I Lose Myself" and it feels quite appropriate for today's mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ss0ou03e9lQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ss0ou03e9lQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-9005131394374653272?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/z_BkFJsAtIk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/z_BkFJsAtIk/listening-surrender-by-depeche-mode.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/11/listening-surrender-by-depeche-mode.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-3379817048215428854</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-01T11:46:10.949-07:00</atom:updated><title>Listening: Disturbia by Rhianna</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been hooked on the latest Rhianna song, "Disturbia" for the past two weeks.  It's catchy, danceable and great for running too.  It's dark-pop bass line has me once again believing that Rhianna is awesome.  Her stylist and her production team are obviously pretty on top of things too, but, having seen her in concert on Kanye West's Glow in the Dark tour, she was pretty good.  She sounded better live than I thought she would.  I don't remember her performing "Disturbia" at the show though but I imagine this is one of those tunes that would be fabulous live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR-7_AcNo7A&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR-7_AcNo7A&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-3379817048215428854?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/0h_NpByIIBM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/0h_NpByIIBM/listening-disturbia-by-rhianna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/07/listening-disturbia-by-rhianna.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-3333011881887943943</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-17T22:50:13.581-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fly on the windscreen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">black celebration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depeche Mode</category><title>Depeche Mode Monday: Fly on the Windscreen</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been listening to my vinyl of Depeche Mode's 1986 album, Black Celebration quite a bit lately and I keep replaying the song "Fly on the Windscreen".  The song was originally the B-side to the 1985 track, "It's Called a Heart".  It wasn't considered single material because any song that starts out by saying, "Death is everywhere" is surely destined to be controversial.  Unexpectedly, the song became an instant depress-o-matic classic.  Mode fans went wild over it.  So, "Fly on the Windscreen" got remixed and put on 1986's Black Celebration album, cementing the dark vibe of the rest of the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;indeed singing about there being lambs for the slaughter and all that but then the chorus kicks in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come here&lt;br /&gt;Touch me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Touch me&lt;br /&gt;Now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How could you resist such directness?  Yes, death is always lurking right around the corner in this world of ours, so we've got to take every moment, seize it to live and love.  The song reminds me to live life and appreciate what's going on my life now because it could be all over in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the musical arrangement and lyrics still sounds fresh, like the kind of song that could get played on an NPR station at night.  Here's a "video" of it so you can hear it if you haven't before.  It's not, of course, an official video but one that some fans made up.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6b_cy7nrUXI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6b_cy7nrUXI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-3333011881887943943?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/sMZUGoRqdKk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/sMZUGoRqdKk/depeche-mode-monday-fly-on-windscreen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/06/depeche-mode-monday-fly-on-windscreen.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-5189664303521910679</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 19:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-10T13:16:47.641-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chick lit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Grade: C</category><title>Reading: Second Chance by Jane Green</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/SE7ergIVmvI/AAAAAAAABL8/-3r1a9rdgyQ/s1600-h/second_chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/SE7ergIVmvI/AAAAAAAABL8/-3r1a9rdgyQ/s320/second_chance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210346657854888690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Years ago I read "Jemina J" by Jane Green.  It was a "chick lit" book and I enjoyed it while reading it.  But it wasn't so good that I was just dying to read more stuff by Jane Green.  Over the past eight years, I've seen other novels of hers on the shelves at bookstores or in the library but I've never been inclined to pick one up.  But, a trip to Santa Barbara and a realization that I needed something entertaining to read on the beach made me decide to give Jane Green another go with her novel, "Second Chance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book follows four former childhood friends, Holly, Olivia, Paul and Saffron, who've been brought together by the death of their friend, Tom, who's been killed in a terrorist attack.  Holly is bored and in a loveless marriage to a successful divorce lawyer named Marcus, so she starts up a fling of sorts with Tom's younger brother, Will.  Olivia's been dumped by her longtime lover, runs an animal shelter, wants to get laid and ends up sleeping with an American named Fred.  Paul is married to an internet fashion maven named Anna but they can't get pregnant, and Saffron is a sort of successful actress, who's also a recovering alcoholic and having an affair with a top movie star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a good recipe for some great, page turning conflict, right?  Except that "Second Chance" was really hard for me to get into and it failed to hold my interest.  It's been two weeks since my trip to Santa Barbara and I just now finished it.  I found the characters a tad predictable and I didn't really care deeply about any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infidelity plays a  huge role in the stories of two characters, Holly and Saffron.  Saffron's cheating with a married man but it's OK because he's in a loveless marriage.  Holly starts cheating too, but it's also OK because she's in a loveless marriage.  So, I'm left to wonder if the message is that if you're in a loveless marriage, go ahead and cheat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't care enough about Paul and Anna and whether they were gonna have a baby, and Olivia just seemed desperate and in need of a safe sex chat.  Towards the end, I got bored with all of the characters especially with all of Holly's whining.  I started skipping pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will it be another eight years till I once again read a Jane Green novel?  It might.  I didn't feel that spark you feel when you've just closed a really, really great book and can't wait to read more of the author's work.  At the end of the day, the teacher in me gives this chick lit installment a grade of C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-5189664303521910679?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/R1kpZhDYgw8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/R1kpZhDYgw8/reading-second-chance-by-jane-green.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/SE7ergIVmvI/AAAAAAAABL8/-3r1a9rdgyQ/s72-c/second_chance.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/06/reading-second-chance-by-jane-green.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-3019776723392199438</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 02:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-20T19:38:18.950-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electronica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">erasure</category><title>Listening:  Love to Hate You by Erasure</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even though the synth-pop duo Erasure has it's ties to Depeche Mode (Vince Clarke was a founding member of Depeche Mode), I'm not exactly a huge fan of theirs.  They're not dark enough, not edgy enough for me to really be a hardcore fan.  But, one of the few Erasure songs I actually really like is 1991's "Love to Hate You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard this song back then because it was on an unfamiliar mixtape that was in my college dorm room.  Turned out that the mixtape had been made for my boyfriend by the girl he was cheating on me with.  He left it in my room and then could not explain where he got it from.  Needless to say, I got rid of him but I kept the tape.  In the weeks following that debacle, I'd listen to the song and yell the chorus as loud as I could, "I love to hate you!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juvenile, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song came back into my life a couple of weeks ago when I was going through a box of old  belongings.  Sure enough, that 17 year-old mixtape was in there.  Gosh, bad memories, but this really is a great song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUt4zLLdOV0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUt4zLLdOV0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-3019776723392199438?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/uXXF9VCtF2E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/uXXF9VCtF2E/listening-love-to-hate-you-by-erasure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/05/listening-love-to-hate-you-by-erasure.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-8706821364121983843</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-30T14:48:36.684-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">British Bands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">1980s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Cure</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alternative</category><title>Listening: Charlotte Sometimes by The Cure</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Cure is going to be here in Los Angeles in a month.  I'm kicking myself that I didn't get tickets because I've been listening to one of their less well-known songs, "Charlotte Sometimes" quite a bit lately.  The melodic, poetic atmosphere of this 1981 track sucks me in every time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is based on the Penelope Farmer novel of the same title and is essentially about the process of deconstructing your identity in order to find out who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/efpQkHJiMzg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/efpQkHJiMzg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-8706821364121983843?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/fmdQUURUsUA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/fmdQUURUsUA/listening-charlotte-sometimes-by-cure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/04/listening-charlotte-sometimes-by-cure.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-6894695334536700143</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 05:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-29T07:26:33.678-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depeche Mode</category><title>Depeche Mode Monday: A Question of Lust</title><description>It's Depeche Mode Monday and the 1986 single, "A Question of Lust" has been stuck in my head for the past week.  I was only 14 when this song was released and I never once heard it played on the radio.  Instead, this is one of the Depeche Mode tunes that I discovered many many years after its release.  Despite the title, it's not a song that's about sex.  It's about relationships and the mistakes you make in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also the second song Depeche Mode released where the lead is sung by Martin Gore instead of lead singer, Dave Gahan.  I always think Martin's voice sounds like an angel.  Check it out for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mOocQUxZff0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mOocQUxZff0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-6894695334536700143?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/WvVgwahII8Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/WvVgwahII8Q/depeche-mode-monday-question-of-lust.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/04/depeche-mode-monday-question-of-lust.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-5064976898274888169</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-31T09:45:13.829-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strangelove</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mode Monday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depeche Mode</category><title>Depeche Mode Monday: Strangelove</title><description>I listen to Depeche Mode more than any other artist.  I could turn this whole blog into a blog solely about what Depeche Mode records I'm listening to on any given day.  Instead, I've decided I'm going to start a weekly feature called "Depeche Mode Monday". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Monday I'm going to share the Mode song I've been rocking the most over the past week.  To kick things off in grand style, I figured I'd start you all off with 1987's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strangelove&lt;/span&gt;.  This song is such a Mode classic and, 21 years later, remains in my top five favorite Mode songs.  Plus, I wanted to be one of the girls in the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjRYifPHPgo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bjRYifPHPgo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-5064976898274888169?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/3whi_oOGcMk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/3whi_oOGcMk/depeche-mode-monday-strangelove.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/03/depeche-mode-monday-strangelove.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-2219223498314119982</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-07T12:14:31.065-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dancing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booka shade</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electronica</category><title>Listening: Oh Superman by M.A.N.D.Y. feat. Booka Shade</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because it's Friday and I feel like dancing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-9hxbjpKYQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-9hxbjpKYQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-2219223498314119982?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/KMdV195aEJc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/KMdV195aEJc/listening-oh-superman-by-mandy-feat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/03/listening-oh-superman-by-mandy-feat.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-1946242303521783166</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-06T20:19:55.003-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boleyn</category><title>Reading: The Boleyn Inheritance by Phillipa Gregory</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R9BUkjDzNII/AAAAAAAAA-c/5NCNrorD--k/s1600-h/blyn.in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R9BUkjDzNII/AAAAAAAAA-c/5NCNrorD--k/s320/blyn.in.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174728958711903362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know what happens when you go to the local library and there's not much good on the shelves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You end up picking up books like Phillipa Gregory's "The Boleyn Inheritance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the "Other Boleyn Girl" was a bit overrated and tawdry.  It features a bunch of lying schemers with loose morals and a lack of conscience that are loosely based on the historical figures of Henry VIII, his wives and assorted mistresses.  So what made me pick up the sequel?  Curiosity, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is told from the points of view of two of Henry's wives, Anne of Cleves and Katherine Howard and a despicable lady in waiting, Lady Rochford.  Anne of Cleves is the only character I felt even remotely sympathetic for.  The other two, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is super soap opera-ish.  Lots of scenes of Anne of Cleves being afraid.  Katherine Howard having sex with a smelly, 300 pound king, all while longing for Thomas Culpepper.  Lots of Lady Rochford making backroom deals with the Duke of Norfolk.  Lots of beheadings, or threats of beheadings.  It's like a history book for the uneducated, a Da Vinci Code for those who know nothing about the Tudors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is really interesting to me is that the Howard family, the real-life scheme-o-matic family that two of Henry's wives, Anne Boleyn and Katherine Howard, came from is still in existence today.  The Duke of Norfolk's title still exists.  In fact, they're the premier dukedom in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all that lying and beheading paid off off after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-1946242303521783166?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/b-GoKyXhf70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/b-GoKyXhf70/reading-boleyn-inheritance-by-phillipa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R9BUkjDzNII/AAAAAAAAA-c/5NCNrorD--k/s72-c/blyn.in.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/03/reading-boleyn-inheritance-by-phillipa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-866836153897652583</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 07:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-13T00:18:35.564-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chicago</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house</category><title>Listening: If You Only Knew by Chip E.</title><description>Some people call Chip E. one of the godfathers of Chicago house music.  But back in high school I didn't know anything about him.  I just knew that I really liked to dance to his record, "If You Only Knew".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to get so excited when it'd come on one of the WBMX mixes.  It was the house music version of a song by the Smiths.  A bit dark, lonely and full of unrequited love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the track with some great footage of Chicago.  Watching this makes me a little homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rzrM6Hee-5s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rzrM6Hee-5s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-866836153897652583?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/d1XAfeGsp4g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/d1XAfeGsp4g/listening-if-you-only-knew-by-chip-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/02/listening-if-you-only-knew-by-chip-e.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-6702575100507993478</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 07:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-04T06:14:49.074-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Martin Gore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">memories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depeche Mode</category><title>Listening: The Things You Said by Depeche Mode</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R6bJ1RuITjI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Q-kAG80Q8pI/s1600-h/mftm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R6bJ1RuITjI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Q-kAG80Q8pI/s320/mftm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163035939953987122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Music for the Masses, Depeche Mode's sixth studio album, might be my favorite Mode album of all time.  It's hard to choose one, but MFTM just might get the nod.  And besides, I have four copies of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was released in the fall of 1987, one month into my sophomore year of high school.  I can remember huddling under my blankets listening to a bootleg Maxell cassette tape recording of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things happened in my life that made me listen to one particular song more than another.  And that winter of 1987, I had "The Things You Said" constantly playing in my dark bedroom at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song begins with Mode's singer/songwriter Martin Gore singing, "I heard it from my friends about the things you said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my goodness did the tears run down my cheeks when I'd hear that line.  High school girls can be cruel, mean even.  One minute they're your friend and the next, they're stabbing you in the back and gossiping about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gets less attention is that high school boys do the same things.  That winter, I turned down the advances of a boy.  He was a senior and very good looking.  I really liked him but he'd made it clear he wanted to sleep with me.  And I did not want to sleep with him, even when he'd tell me all the typical things high school boys say to try to get you to feel sorry for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, to save his reputation, and, I think, to get back at me, he went and told lots of people  that he'd slept with me.  I was shocked and absolutely outraged.  So when Martin sang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I get so carried away&lt;br /&gt;You brought me down to earth&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had something special&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what it's worth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel those words completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I think I was even more upset that some of the girls who were supposed to be my friends believed him and not me and chose to spread the rumor behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never forgot that experience, never forgot what it was like to have someone say something about me that wasn't true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, when I least expected it, that memory comes creeping back into my present, and I remember the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqQLnASxFHs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqQLnASxFHs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-6702575100507993478?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/gaiG-jux7MM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/gaiG-jux7MM/listening-things-you-said-by-depeche.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R6bJ1RuITjI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Q-kAG80Q8pI/s72-c/mftm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2008/02/listening-things-you-said-by-depeche.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-7436211771394316020</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 09:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-20T01:28:10.198-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dancing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">remixes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electronica</category><title>Listening: The Girl You Lost To Cocaine by Sia</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R2o1XnI0CSI/AAAAAAAAAts/2nbDQioltdI/s1600-h/s.i.a"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R2o1XnI0CSI/AAAAAAAAAts/2nbDQioltdI/s320/s.i.a" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145984203983423778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a title for a song, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia is an Australian singer that used to do acid jazz but now does a poppier, Kate Bush style.  The regular version of this off of her upcoming record, "Some People Have REAL Problems". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that album version's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Stonebridge remix of "The Girl You Lost to Cocaine" has "Hit dance record of winter, 2007" written all over it.  It just gets taken to a much darker place and manages to get you moving as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, someone put the song up on YouTube.  I promise, you're going to start moving in your seat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5aTzFbKlF78&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5aTzFbKlF78&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-7436211771394316020?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/YGfZ0cV4Tvs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/YGfZ0cV4Tvs/listening-girl-you-lost-to-cocaine-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/R2o1XnI0CSI/AAAAAAAAAts/2nbDQioltdI/s72-c/s.i.a" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2007/12/listening-girl-you-lost-to-cocaine-by.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-3944981934528577326</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 06:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-01T01:12:46.572-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">seether</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rock</category><title>Listening: Fake It by Seether</title><description>Seether is a rock band from South Africa and even though they've been together for a few years, I just heard their single "Fake It" a couple of days ago.  It's got a great lyrics like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who’s to know if your soul will fade at all&lt;br /&gt;The one you sold to fool the world&lt;br /&gt;You lost your self-esteem along the way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they sure they don't live in LA now?  Those lyrics seem tailor made for this city! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even more than the song, the "Fake It" video cracks me up, especially the part halfway through where the video director is teaching the model exactly how he wants her to shake her rear into the camera.  It just shows how ridiculous rap and r&amp;amp;b videos are these days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://ws.winduplist.com/Uploads/Manual/seetherfakeit/player.swf?key=GENERIC"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ws.winduplist.com/Uploads/Manual/seetherfakeit/player.swf?key=GENERIC" width="450" height="500" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-3944981934528577326?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/GsGmYcq2l3g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/GsGmYcq2l3g/listening-fake-it-by-seether.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2007/11/listening-fake-it-by-seether.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-4515960984211087823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 17:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-08T09:55:54.729-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heartbreak</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">billy idol</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rock</category><title>Listening: Eyes Without a Face by Billy Idol</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RzNL5ympWAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/VEfFxiKXheM/s1600-h/b.i.d.l.e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RzNL5ympWAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/VEfFxiKXheM/s320/b.i.d.l.e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130527856713619458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy Idol is one of those artists that probably shouldn't still be alive.  But, despite ingesting massive amounts of drugs over the years, he is still around and looking as slim as ever. Unbelievably, this poster child for sex, drugs and rock-n-roll's about to be 52 in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved his whole look when I was a teenager: the classic sneer, the bleached out spiky hair, the leather.  If I could have been a female version of this look, I would have in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music wasn't half bad either.  Who didn't love rocking out to tunes like "White Wedding" and "Dancing With Myself"?  I was certainly part of the crowd who loved those tracks.  But, my favorite Billy Idol song hands down is "Eyes Without a Face". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite lyrics come from the second verse where a seemingly heartbroken Billy sings:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I spend so much time&lt;br /&gt;Believing all the lies&lt;br /&gt;To keep the dream alive&lt;br /&gt;Now it makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;It makes me mad at truth&lt;br /&gt;For loving what was you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I've been listening to this for the past two days, the haunting synths, the emotion coming through his voice.  Yeah, this song stands the test of time.  I bet it could be played on radio today and still be a huge hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SpmWIyjilQo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SpmWIyjilQo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-4515960984211087823?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/WxZwOJnzk_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/WxZwOJnzk_I/listening-eyes-without-face-by-billy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RzNL5ympWAI/AAAAAAAAAo0/VEfFxiKXheM/s72-c/b.i.d.l.e.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2007/11/listening-eyes-without-face-by-billy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-5642328331775905037</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 22:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-05T18:52:31.369-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funkerman</category><title>Listening: Speed Up by Funkerman</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/Ry-UL_Y7jjI/AAAAAAAAAok/JuqVyng0G4Q/s1600-h/funkerman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/Ry-UL_Y7jjI/AAAAAAAAAok/JuqVyng0G4Q/s320/funkerman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129481434313756210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“I want you behind my bedroom doors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ready or not we’re about to speed up.”  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yeah, I think it’s pretty obvious what the song “Speed Up” by Dutch house DJ Funkerman is about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sex.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Except that the beat is so great I seriously doubt anyone is having sex while they’re listening to this one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone is probably too busy dancing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This song is one of the most infectious dance records I’ve heard in awhile.  I've been listening it to for a few months now and it just doesn't get old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I haven’t been out to a club too recently, but every time I hear this track, I wish I was out somewhere dancing.  Instead, I find myself running to it and the song works well in that capacity too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It's a weird video.  I don't understand it at all, but I definitely enjoy the song.&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbVVrSbdESk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-5642328331775905037?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/XXT94aWJaxU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/XXT94aWJaxU/listening-speed-up-by-funkerman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/Ry-UL_Y7jjI/AAAAAAAAAok/JuqVyng0G4Q/s72-c/funkerman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2007/11/listening-speed-up-by-funkerman.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-9140806119815681425</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-29T10:13:20.984-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Listening</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Map of the Problematique</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rock</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Muse</category><title>Listening: Map of the Problematique by Muse</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RqzH28ThfBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-sdqF96ylag/s1600-h/muse3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RqzH28ThfBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-sdqF96ylag/s400/muse3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092665025364065298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Life, will flash before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;So scattered and lost&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch the other side&lt;br /&gt;And no one thinks they are to blame&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we see&lt;br /&gt;When we bleed, we bleed the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why my obsessive song of the week is Muse's "Map of the Problematique".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know about Muse, well... they're very talented British alt rockers.  They sing about social change, conspiracy theories and, um, aliens.  And folks consistently say they're one of the best live acts out there right now.  I get to do a little investigative reporting on the veracity of that statement when I go see them in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll keep enjoying this live clip of Muse performing "Map of the Problematique":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyLx0qc_gKc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyLx0qc_gKc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-9140806119815681425?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/GOe_0-j07Yc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/GOe_0-j07Yc/listening-map-of-problematique-by-muse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RqzH28ThfBI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-sdqF96ylag/s72-c/muse3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2007/07/listening-map-of-problematique-by-muse.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-1042599813318447102</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2007 07:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-29T00:45:27.572-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Steve Berry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Templar Legacy</category><title>Reading: The Templar Legacy by Steve Barry</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RquAg8ThfAI/AAAAAAAAAck/0nLG3CybnaI/s1600-h/templars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RquAg8ThfAI/AAAAAAAAAck/0nLG3CybnaI/s400/templars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092305107104660482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll confess, I'm all over any book that has to do with discovering what happened to the mysterious treasure of The Knights Templar.  After all, I've wanted to personally discover that treasure since I was  about nine years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, that hasn't happened yet so it was with pleasure that I picked up a copy of Steve Berry's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2006 novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Templar Legacy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book has action,intrigue and a main character named "Cotton".  (Who names their child that?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish the book would have just stuck to treasure hunting because it got waaay too Da Vinci Code on me.  I didn't need for the treasure to be some secret about the Bible that proves that Jesus didn't do something we all think he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way to finding out this major secret, some rogue, CIA agent type Templar monks try to kill each other.  At times, their dialogue is so catty and fraught with sexual tension that found myself wondering if what they really needed to discover is the secret of having a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Steve Berry should have left all the theological philosophising to someone else and stuck to solving clues in order to find bars of gold and caskets of diamonds.  When he does just that, the book shines.  However, by the time Cotton and company find the "treasure", I felt like I'd just sat through a really bad "Lost Books of the Bible" Dateline NBC special.  It's not a book I'll pick up again for the pleasure of rereading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reader gives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Templar Legacy&lt;/span&gt; a C+.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3390688833638058427-1042599813318447102?l=readinglistening.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ReadingListening/~4/HRCcrhGq7vM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReadingListening/~3/HRCcrhGq7vM/reading-templar-legacy-by-steve-barry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Los Angelista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RquAg8ThfAI/AAAAAAAAAck/0nLG3CybnaI/s72-c/templars.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://readinglistening.blogspot.com/2007/07/reading-templar-legacy-by-steve-barry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390688833638058427.post-4341384085683703806</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-21T15:18:51.274-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stiff Kittens</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blaqk Audio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jade Puget</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Davey Havok</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electronica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">AFI</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depeche Mode</category><title>Listening: Stiff Kittens by Blaqk Audio</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RpKiz3o4pHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/-0wG3MdIXs8/s1600-h/l_8ba8ff7a5f7cda027f2d2ba17ca612f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q0GTBT8HzCc/RpKiz3o4pHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/-0wG3MdIXs8/s320/l_8ba8ff7a5f7cda027f2d2ba17ca612f9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085305941247173746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people don't like their favorite musical artists to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people want artists to stay the same.  Sameness, as in wear the same clothes, have the same hair, have the same musical sound over and over again.  Year after year.  Forever and ever till death do them part.  After all, it's comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, that's pretty boring.  That's why I'm so thrilled that Davey Havok and Jade Puget from AFI have gone ahead and worked the goth-electro-industrial thing through their new side project, Blaqk Audio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lyrics like, "How it breaks their hearts, that we made an art of desecrating our sanctuaries," their first single, "Stiff Kittens" channels some mid to late 80's Depeche Mode and New Order.  In my world, that's an infinitely good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't an official video, but here's the very danceable song.  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