I am going to cross my music writing and sports writing worlds. This evening, my homie and one time guest writer Tommy B., has the honor of serving as press at a Chicago White Sox game for the outlet we both write at. When the game wasn’t going so well, He tweeted the following:
And I must admit “My Own Worst Enemy” by Lit is a guilty pleasure, but one of my favorite songs of Lit and one of my favorite music videos of all time is “Miserable” by Lit.
There is some very late 90s/early aughts-ness going on in this video, but I believe Pam Anderson and everything about her in this video stands the test of time. The swimsuit. The stripper heels. The hair and makeup. Maneater theme. It is a classic.
I actually really like this song too. The lead singer and songwriter, A. Jay Popoff, said it could be about addiction. To me it kind of reminds me of the failure of a relationship where one party is a nightmare or maybe a natural degradation over time– a running of course– where resent me boils.
Sadly, I have only seen her live (despite so many opportunities to do so previously) at a tiny street festival in Lincoln Park in Chicago. It was a little over two years ago now, and she opened for Foxygen. The crowd at her set was criminally tiny, and oddly enough, I recognized a friend from Nashville that was in her band and got to say hello. It is a very small world.
“Our Hearts Are Wrong” is probably her most popular song, and for a good reason. Jessica Lea Mayfield’s voice has a smokey and comforting quality to it. The style reminds me of country singers from 70s and earlier. The lyrics of the song itself create a lot of tension that is backed up by confidence and certainty.
My inner child has been delighted this morning by this truly wonderful video featuring one of my current faves, Orville Peck, and one of my perma faves, Shania Twain. BOTH CANADIANS. The “Legends Never Die” song is great, but the video makes it wonderful.
Along with Shania, several other Friends of Orville appear in the video including Jaida Essence Hall, Teddy and the Rough Riders, Emily Nenni, Miss Toto and others.
As I’ve written about before, I am super excited about this batch of alt. country performers, and it’s exciting to see O.G. Queen Shania tag along with them.
In 2013 and 2014, I was working in music and constantly being introduced to a slew of music– it was literally my job. Perhaps it was the timing, but many of my favorite performers from that time period are indie pop and indie rock bands: Dum Dum Girls, War Paint, and Wet.
Over time, Wet’s tracks from their self-tiled extended play and the tracks from their 2016 full length album Don’t You have stood the test of time. The track I posted above is called “Don’t Wanna Be Your Girl”, and the lyrics are as you’d expect: I’ve reached the end of the rope, and I don’t want to be your girl no more. This song will serve as your bff for the message you need to deliver.
On paper, the lyrics might sound aggressive or like they could placed into a fast pace pop anthem. However, Wet has a very relaxing sound with lots of synth and harmonies that feel like they might bring me to tears at times. If I didn’t know the lyrics, they almost sound holy at times.
I loved the single in 2014, but I remember thinking “How can they possibly replicate this brilliance into so many songs?”. Spoiler: they did.
“Love is Not Enough” is another release by Wet. I am not sure what your reaction will be, but this song touches me so deeply, I can only listen to it so often.
The lyrics have an intended meaning that I overlook because every time I hear this song, it reminds me of an article by Mark Manson titled “Love is Not Enough“. The song fits the sentiment of the article if you’ve ever been on the downward trending side of love not being enough.
However, “Love is Not Enough”, the song, also says “Don’t let them tell you, love is not enough.” Like many things in life, there are gray areas or situational differences. In what situation and when is love not enough for or is it enough for?
As a practical person in the business of compartmentalizing, I think, on the day-to-day, love is not enough. Maybe people who read this will think I am a total Debby Downer. Put away your pitchforks, boys. This day-to-day existence is way more special and honorable than what we think of as romantic love. If someone is willing to return to the nest and take part in your active aging, farting, burping, and other joys of being a biological lifeform with an overactive piece of slowly failing CPU, that’s truly a testament to a bond.
However, in the greater sense of life [the big moments], I do think we see and feel love is very much enough, and it is up to us on how we leverage that to set people free.