Top 119 of 2004

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ARLO – WORKING TITLE
This is a rousing little 4/4 rock tune from the band that opened for Ozma when I saw them last year. They weren’t the only band at that show that made it to this list with no contest (see Days Away… and the two new Ozma songs for 2004); but I find this one, with its intriguing title, a good way to start the mix this year. They’re just pleasant all around, with every song. This could be any track from their new “Stab, the Unstoppable Hero.” rb
BECK – LITTLE ONE
Not nearly depressed enough? How’s about a little post-breakup Beck? His whole “Sea Change” album chronicles his crushing fall-then-recovery from the breakup with his girlfriend of many years. Nearly the antithesis of the super-funky “Midnite Vultures,” “Change” still offers slow, thoughtful experimental rock for the aching soul. Or any other soul, for that matter. rb
BEFORE BRAILLE – TWENTY FOUR MINUS EIGHTEEN
By far the biggest band never to leave the Phoenix valley, they surely deserve a major national contract more than countless bands that infest the radio these days. They are nearly legendary in the Phoenix music scene, one of the most disproportionately unfruitful metro areas in the nation as far as local talent goes. Braille has a broad musical sensibility, and this one perhaps will rock more of your socks off than other tracks of theirs. rb
BEN FOLDS – STILL FIGHTING IT
So I go back to California for a long weekend last summer with a bunch of my new friends from this area, and the air has a smell to it that I remember. Or a certain degree of moisture in the air, or the scent of a flower there that isn’t found here, something jarringly familiar. And yet it wasn’t my life anymore. My life continues to change drastically from year to year since birth.
And I fight tooth and nail to hold on to everything. I will not lose anyone. I will not forget anything. But I keep missing life in one place or another. I was in a car full of people that I never knew in my old environment. And this song came on the stereo as we were stuck for an hour in the Monterey traffic. It embodied exactly the way I felt, and still feel from time to time—enough so to earn itself a spot on this list.
“Everybody knows it hurts to grow up; and everybody does; it’s so weird to be back here; and let me tell you what: the years go on, and we’re still fighting it.”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to pay: I’ve got all the change.” rb
BLUE MAN GROUP feat TRACY BONHAM – UP TO THE ROOF
First heard this song at the Blue Men’s first-ever performance of “Complex,” their first rock album. One would think: “We have like 9 percussionists—we should do a rock album!” Yet, somehow, it didn’t occur to them until last year. But it was well worth the wait. All tracks are rock, many have an automated voice narrating, and about half have guest vocalists like Dave Matthews and Gavin Rossdale. This one, featuring the premier violinist/vocalist in alternative rock, blows my mind. Now I want to start a band with 9 percussionists. rb
BLUE MAN GROUP feat ARONE DYER – WHAT IS ROCK
“Please yell if you are paying attention.”
Freak if I know who Arone Dyer is, but #$@!, this song gives new definition to rock, just as the title would suggest. During the live performance, of which the cd is but a soundtrack, there is a voice explaining to you what movements to make now that you are at a rock concert. The voice numbers the movements for your convenience.
Rock Concert Movement #1: the basic head bob.
Rock Concert Movement #2: the one-armed fist pump.
Rock Concert Movement #3: the up-and-down jumping motion. Step 1: bend your knees, and then jump into the air. Step 2: let gravity bring you down; and, upon landing, rock your head forward. Step 3: repeat.
Ready, go. rb
BRAND NEW – SIC TRANSIT GLORIA… GLORY FADES
A bitter emo-ballad about a young man reluctantly losing his virginity to his maneater girlfriend. “He is the lamb/She is the slaughter,” “She’s moving way too fast when all he wanted was to hold her…” Turns the conventions on its head, that’s for sure. For better or worse, this song places you right at the heartrending scene. Not a song you want to put on the significant other’s mixtape, but unquestionably deeply affecting. (ms)
BRENDAN BENSON – METARIE
It would seem this song only contains two chord progressions, and yet is so haunting. Telling the tale of a young man’s rejection because of his social status, and other such tragic melancholia. (I think I just made that word up. You’re welcome.) Oh, and just so you know, you also want everything Brendan has ever produced. He and his band opened for Ben Kweller, and owned the stage. rb
BT feat JC CHASEZ – SIMPLY BEING LOVED (SOMNAMBULIST)
This one’s got JC Chasez on vocals. It’s a smooth refreshing shot of refreshment. Imagine Marvin Gaye had been born 30 years later. And had turntables. (ms)
CABAS – MI BOMBON [VERSIÓN SALSA]
Booty shakin’ salsa from Sudamerica. The original versión is really cool; and this one (souped up with more trumpets and steel drums and other equatorial goodness) forces you, much against your will, to get up and shake your stuff for anyone within sight. Enjoy your minor social humiliation. rb
CAESARS PALACE – JERK IT OUT           
These guys are Swedish power-pop-rockers from Sweden. Their songs are catchy as blazes, and have been featured prominently in commercials for stuff. They’ve never done an IKEA commercial to my knowledge though. (ms)
CENTRO-MATIC – LOVE HAS FOUND ME SOMEHOW
Arguably the simplest song on this year’s 119 release, it has no percussion, no guitar, simple harmony, and pretty much one hand’s worth of piano. In fact, the vocals aren’t even all that great. But somehow all of that together makes one of the most romantic love songs of this millenium. Check it out. Then play it for your woman. rb
CHERIE CALL – ONE GOOD WOMAN
If you know me at all, you might know of my half-joking obsession with this most talented of LDS artists. Always a skilled folk-style singer/songwriter, once she started releasing religious material, it became apparent that she had found her niche. Last year’s release, “Ocean in Me,” contained this inspiring gem about generations of—well, good women, and their accomplishments and challenges. I love it… just as she will me, before long. rb
CHEVELLE – SEND THE PAIN BELOW
I know I had “The Red” on last year’s collection. But this is SO SWEET. Can anyone rock like them anymore? Sure, you can have people screaming about blood and pain or whatever all over MTV-X or at your friendly local Slipknot wannabe performance, but who really buys it? There needs to be real passion behind it. Genuine conflict. And not your spoiled “I wish all I had to do was smoke bud all day without the Man bringing me down” conflict, but the kind of real daily stuff that we all feel and may not even show outwardly. Chevelle, and few others, really have that. In such a way that thumps your chest and makes your mother worry for your hearing. rb
CREEPER LAGOON – BIG MONEY STRUGGLE
If you haven’t already heard Creeper Lagoon, then you have almost certainly stolen this cd. Please give it back to someone who will appreciate it. Aural bliss from San Francisco, “Big Money Struggle” is  a relentless piece of rock art that doesn’t seem to have a beginning or an end, nor does it care. (ms)
CREEPER LAGOON – THE WAY IT GOES
SAINTS BE PRAISED, CREEPER IS BACK!! The band (which broke up, much to my lament, or rather, my—what’s it called—life-shattering horror) reunited with mostly new members under the new leadership of Sharky Laguana, the über-instrumentalist and co-vocalist from Creeper’s glory days. As a result, they have a drastically different sound. The sound of an EP that was produced with, what, $300? I think that’s what I heard. Seriously. This one is immediately haunting and beautiful beyond words. GIVE ME A FULL-LENGTH RELEASE, DANG IT! rb
DANDY WARHOLS – SLEEP
This is not a rousing song. It will make you feel, as the lyrics intone, like you “could sleep forever.” It is however, beautiful and ethereal. It’s a lullaby on drugs. The Warhols, I’m convinced, can do anything. Countrified Indie? You got it. This is one of their most mature songs and one of the few with sensible lyrics. (ms)
DAYS AWAY – STAY THE SAME
Spilling over with so much immediate talent at such a young age, they have yet to release an LP, probably for lack of attention and funding. They were the first of three bands to open for Ozma last year, and were alone worth the price of admission. They also have a great deal of visual distinctiveness, with the overly-hyper guitarist, the bassist’s white afro, and the singer whose gyrations on stage led me to believe that he is allergic to his own skin. Anything you can get from them is worth getting. But good luck. rb
DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE – A MOVIE SCRIPT ENDING
A San Francisco fixture for years, these critical darlings seem to be in the process of breaking into the mainstream after eons of marginal obscurity. Their newest album is very reminiscent of the Postal Service. This song is laidback, sincere, and heartfelt, with a surprising pace. (ms)
DISMEMBERMENT PLAN – THE ICE OF BOSTON
Yeah. The ultimate paean to the crappy New Year. Yeah. Also an homage to what is purported to be the least friendly metropolis in the U.S. Yeah. “The Ice of Boston” is half spoke/half sung/half spit out in disgust. Yeah. (ms)
DISPATCH – THE GENERAL
If you dig O.A.R., the Coral and their ilk, then Dispatch is for you—just unusually funky white acoustic folk-reggae. The storytelling, and the rapid fire casual speaking-style lyrics hold the listener’s attention till the end; long enough to communicate their peace-loving hippie message. But perhaps now such music is more appropriate and timely than ever. rb
DROPKICK MURPHYS – AMAZING GRACE
Ready for yet another version of “Amazing Grace?” Wait, come back – how about a punk rock version that overlays traditional bagpipes with driving guitar and no vocals? No…?  Philistine. (ms)
ELLIOTT SMITH – THE BIGGEST LIE
Elliot Smith committed suicide this year – I’m not sure what kind of tortured soul stabs himself…and at the age of 32. But you could definitely feel the pain in his music. Smith’s songs always seem to be about mistakes…see also “Miss Misery” or “Needle in the Hay.” Smith seems reminiscent of Nick Drake – a talented, tortured songsmith who just couldn’t take it anymore….and will probably finally be discovered posthumously. (ms)
EVANESCENCE – ANYTHING FOR YOU
What, don’t you have this? Wasn’t this on “Fallen,” the cd that every man, woman and child in the United States purchased last year, and which is handed out to immigrants as they enter the country? Oh, wait, it wasn’t. Because I AM all that. This was released on, like, 5 copies of whatever they released when they were nobody in Arkansas. Heaven knows why they were EVER nobody considering the talent that they have been demonstrating for years, as you can see from this track. rb
EVANESCENCE – MY IMMORTAL (BAND VERSION)
Reaching shelves aboard the “Daredevil” soundtrack at the same time as the alternative radio crutch “Bring Me to Life,” this one, possibly a better song overall, just now got attention from the masses. This piano and one-voice tune is too haunting and sad to resist the probably-imagined empathy for the writer. For the radio edit, and to our good fortune, these founders of drama-rock added Ben Moody and the rest of the band at just the right climactic moment to quadruple the force of the ending. Mmmm… rb
FAINT – AGENDA SUICIDE
Ah, more throbbing gloomy electronica-heavy euro-trash rock. Yet, these guys do it so well. This particular tune undergoes a number of minor transformations before its over, of which I am almost always a fan. And there’s just so much force behind it that you can’t keep it from penetrating. rb
FOO FIGHTERS – HALO
The Foos and their undeniable fist-pumping hit-making abilities produced this gem on their latest. I love their use of dynamics, contrasting the pounding bits with the softer, more melodic ones. Who knew someone in Nirvana had genuine musical talent? …Okay, that was sarcasm. rb
FORMAT – THE FIRST SINGLE (YOU KNOW ME)
In many ways the opposite of Before Braille, The Format is the smallest band ever to get out of the Phoenix valley. This tune—I can’t remember which single of theirs it was—is characteristic of the undeniably pleasant pop from the catchiest band that Phoenix has ever had to offer. Listen to it once, then let it play in your head for the next three weeks. It’s a good thing this is such a good song, or the mental replay would drive you crazy. rb
FURTHER SEEMS FOREVER – SNOWBIRDS AND TOWNIES
If you think this sounds a lot like Dashboard Confessional, then YOU’RE STUPID. That band and this band have TOTALLY DIFFERENT drummers. Truth be told, I think this is what Dashboard should be but isn’t: real emo-style tension and harmonies, with well-placed guitar and drum bursts. Listen to this and compare it with anything Dashboard (even “Mission/Mark/Brand/Scar”-era), and there is little comparison with the power and inter-musician coordination that Chris Carrabba and his boys manifested on “The Moon is Down,” the album to which Carrabba contributed before going on his Confessional solo. rb
GORILLAZ – ROCK THE HOUSE
Yeah, the Gorillaz are so 2001. But I stumbled upon this in time to fall in love with Del tha Funky Homosapien and his mixing wizardry. Are you ready to rock the house? rb
GREENWHEEL – SHELTER
As if the Spiderman soundtrack (which I don’t actually own yet) hadn’t made enough of an appearance on the 119 since it came out in 2002, I thought that this tune from one of the more nameless groups on the disc would complement everything nicely. And they do have a subtle throwback to mid-90s rock, in which I specialize. You can hear it in the way a lyric will occasionally just turn into nothing more than a sneer. Somebody just help the man find some shelter! rb
GUS – GOIN’ OUR WAY
If this one were any more mellow, it would be one of those “Sounds of the Ocean” albums or something. Good for the end of a very long day, or on a peaceful drive to nowhere and back. He’s released like an album and a half since 1996, but obviously might be worth checking out. rb
GUSTER feat. BEN KWELLER – I HOPE TOMORROW IS LIKE TODAY
Ah, collaborations. Is there no end to them in modern music? Ask Gwen Stefani and whichever artist she’s working with this week. However, Guster and Kweller are just such good representatives of their mini-genre that I can’t help but fall victim to the charm of this slow/soft-then-slow/harder tribute to continuity. If you haven’t checked out Guster, then go do so. There is nothing they have produced that you will not love to excess. rb
HEY MERCEDES – QUALITY REVENGE AT LAST
One of few champions of Vagrant Records, Hey Mercedes sticks with their sound, pausing only to beef it up a bit more before the next release. This is their classic kitsch, with the results of the latest re-beefage. Good to skate to, if you are so inclined. Or whatever other cliché you can pin to modern pseudo-punk. rb
HUFFAMOOSE – I WANNA BUY YOU A RING
Almost a companion to the Centro-Matic tune above, this is another ultra-simple fantasy-filled romantic ode to an imaginary love. Listen to it and sigh. rb
IDLEWILD – A MODERN WAY OF LETTING GO
These Brit rockers are so good they serve to remind one that yes, we used to be but a mere colony of England. God save the Queen, baby. (ms)
IDLEWILD – THESE WOODEN IDEAS
Finally, Great Britain has shown that they can produce good solid rock for us to consume. All right, so the British invasion is nothing new, but Idlewild does it with so much post-modern style as to inspire jealousy that you are not them. rb
INCUBUS – A CERTAIN SHADE OF GREEN
This is some very old Incubus from their 90’s “S.C.I.E.N.C.E.” album, which got stuck in my head for a number of weeks, declaring that it would not loosen its hold until I promised it a spot on the 119. I relented. For all y’all that never heard anything of theirs previous to “Drive,” this is what they used to sound like when no one liked them. I like it. rb
INTERPOL – OBSTACLE 1
Is there anyone weirder than Interpol? Okay, Beck says yes, but they’re still really weird. The Talking Heads meets Spiritualized meets… I dunno what. They have so much energy pent up into each song with all the minor intervals and fragmented lyrical lines. And they make it rock. rb
INTERPOL – UNTITLED
The spiritual heirs to Joy Division, Interpol open nearly every show they play with this song. And for good reason: it’s a bit of a downer, and they probably want to get it over with. The song consists of no more than 12 words repeated over and over (and some of those sparingly at that). It was prominently featured in the second-to-last season finale of Friends, and is a song to either begin or end a relationship to. Also one of those songs that shouldn’t be listened to while lying alone in a darkened room, lest you start sobbing uncontrollably. (ms)
ISRAEL KAMAKAWIWO’OLE – SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW
“Bruddah Iz,” as he is affectionately known in the nation’s 50th state, died a few years ago – he was Hawaii’s biggest recording artist, 38 years old, and oh yeah, weighed 750 pounds. Known as “the gentle mountain,” Iz has a voice like no one else: sweet, subtle, and sparing, and gets amazing mileage out of a single ukulele. This medley of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” and “What a Wonderful World” has become somewhat of an industry, as it’s appeared in countless soundtracks to television shows, films, and even some artistic commercials, so if you think you recognize it, then you must be carbon-based.  (ms)
JASON MRAZ – CURBSIDE PROPHET
Okay, so I discovered Jason through a friend, and was going to put “The Remedy (I Won’t Worry)” on this list, till he exploded all over MTV like a grenade in a microwave oven. Then I was going to include “You and I Both,” until that became the latest outbreak of Mrazzy creativity to hit the airwaves. So this is what you get. As the title track from the cd, it is indeed a good representation of his trademark truck-stop freestyle folk-funk-rap. So turn your baseball cap sideways and wait patiently for your rocket to come. rb
JEALOUS SOUND – NAÏVE
These guys used to be Knapsack. Most of ‘em, anyway. Anyhow, as I listen to this song for the umpteenth time I suddenly realize it is a perfect call-and-response piece.

She said to me darling

Please don’t be so naïve
You can burn like a constellation

Don’t go before I leave

(ms)
JEALOUS SOUND – GUARD IT CLOSELY
I love the Jealous Sound sound. Inheriting the mid-90’s emo mantle from Cali’s Knapsack, they have only improved with time. Their latest work, “Kill Them With Kindness,” is so consistent and cohesive that these two picks were nearly random selections. “Closely” grabs me because of the verse-long energy buildup to the energetic chorus. And the interlude “Here’s to friends and family. Here’s to feelings you can’t fight. Here’s to comfort that you find. Here’s to sleeping through the night,” can’t help but strike a universal chord in the soul. rb
JOHNNY CASH – HURT
To really appreciate the full impact of this song it helps to watch Mark Romaneck’s amazing video. The song is, of course, a Nine Inch Nails classic remade by the Man in Black. Mr. Cash effectively claims it as his own, as this haunting, stripped down version will linger long after the initial listen. Trent Reznor’s confessional tale of self-abuse becomes ever more haunting through Johnny’s hard-living voice – a man who in his youth consumed more drugs than Rush Limbaugh and any two given members of the Osbournes combined – who later found redemption in Christianity and suffered the ravages of Parkinson’s disease which he succumbed to just a few months ago. The album that contains the song, “American IV, the Man Comes Around” is a masterful parting work. Also check out the album’s title track. (ms)
JONNY LANG – LEAVING TO STAY
Lang, the undisputed steward of the future of the blues, featured this one on his musically eloquent “Wander this World.” A slow-burning soulful jam, it discusses possibly the most tragic of subjects: the loss of one’s faith in deity. Far more than a handsome gimmick, Lang is quite able to put all of the soul and pain into the genre that his 20th century predecessors perfected. I demand another 60 years of prolific and polished music out of him before I am willing to let him go. rb
KENT – IF YOU WERE HERE
The main single off of 1997’s “Isola,” this song is uncharacteristically upbeat. Early on in their careers, these Swedes decided to move in the “very, very slow and melancholy” direction—music by which to lament your loss, whatever it may be. This one, however, is almost danceable; enough to find its way onto the prestigious 119. rb
KOUFAX – GOING TO HAPPEN
A fast-paced song that gives you its marching orders immediately and expects ‘em to be followed. Most of the band’s catalogue has an undercurrent of desperation, aptly demonstrated by this, the lead single. For the record, the band is named for Sandy Koufax, one of the best lefties to play baseball. (ms)
LE TIGRE – DECEPTACON
Subtle songwriting like the A-bomb was subtle politics—this three grrrrl punk band can knock heads with the best of them. I love the distortion on the vocals, the heavy keyboards, the over-polite sampling, the inexorable percussion, and its ultimate sing-alogability. Their lyrics are certainly far smarter than your average linoleum floor. See you later! rb
LIMBECK – IN OHIO ON SOME STEPS
A good, laid back band, suitable for the soundtrack to your glass of lemonade and your hammock, these low-key boys from Cali (the ultimate source of all good music) seem not to have all that much to say. Listening to their music on 2003’s “Hi, Everything’s Great,” you don’t find anguished break-ups, or political rhetoric. In fact, the occasional minor chords in “Ohio” make this, I think, the most fiery, intense song in their catalogue. I saw them perform live in a local record shop as they were passing through, and they were casual and cheerful. It’s somehow refreshing to see good music made by happy people. rb
LINKIN PARK – FAINT
Holy living freak. If this song were to rock any more than it does, I would be a danger to myself and those around me. Having delayed unduly in purchasing Linkin Park’s superb sophomore album, “Meteora,” I didn’t hear this song until I saw the video. There was little extraordinary about it; but I swore from that day forth that I must see them in person or die. Having an aversion to death, my friend and I camped out in front of Phoenix’s Cricket Pavilion box office all night to buy them at the on-sale. The mission was successful, and the show will be truly truly glorious.
Oh, and Chester is from here. Bam. rb
LOOPER – MY ROBOT
Looper are techno gods, or would be, if one could still say techno with a straight face. Lots of juicy, subdued, and sensual sampling. Listen to the song and enjoy trying to decipher the mushmouthed cockney accent telling a story about…my robot. (ms)
LUCE – GOOD DAY
It’s a day in the life of Mr. Luce and his band. I detect a faint hint of Long Beach Dub Allstars, if only for the trumpet/record-scratch combo. This one seems to be a touch of class with a modern edge; nothing revolutionary, but a suitable filler for this disc, at the very least… rb
MAE – SUMMERTIME
As emo relentlessly attempts to completely take over my music tastes, Mae delivers this gripping “let’s just go, Darling”-style love song. As far as I can tell, they are always very good, at least comparable to this one and the others on this collection. In the meantime, I’ll let this one take me away. rb
MAXWELL – FORTUNATE
Those of you with excellent long-term memories will recall that I included the cryptically powerful video for this song on last year’s 119. I don’t know really how to describe this tune with my typical cute phrases. It’s somehow despairing and inspiring at the same time. Maxwell’s funky falsetto, slowed to a crawl, and speaking from somewhere within, draws you in and keeps you there. Play it again and let it wash over you; let it help you release whatever troubles you. rb
ME FIRST AND THE GIMME GIMMES – PHANTOM OF THE OPERA
For any of you who may be far enough out of the punk scene to have never heard of these guys: Me First are a part-time punk superband devoted entirely to covers of radio hits from the last 50 years, comprised of key band members from NOFX, Lagwagon, and No Use For A Name. In my opinion, the majority of the barrage of covers they release are a bit forced, if expertly-done. This one, however, is so very choice. Staying remarkably true to the original Andrew Lloyd Webber showtune, this one minute, forty-five second burst of operatic punk is something truly to behold. rb
MELLOWDRONE – FALL ON YOUR KNEES
An unexpected homage to the Christmas staple “Oh Holy Night,” this one has a striking contrast between the subdued calm of the verses and the Deftones-style over-dramatic echoey choruses. rb
MERCURY REV – NITE AND FOG
An unheralded band of profound sweetness. Shades of Postal Service, NewOrder, and an early morning sunrise. One of the prettiest songs ever made to include lyrics about vampires, spiders, and monsters. (ms)
METRIC – THE TWIST
I’m not sure what genre this is; but the vocals are delicious, as is the highly noddable groove. Named for that very metronomic tempo, this duo is truly to die for. rb
MORCHEEBA feat. SLICK RICK – WOMEN LOSE WEIGHT
This is quite possibly the most offensive song I have ever heard. So shockingly and unexpectedly offensive that I laugh myself silly each time I hear it. Morcheeba’s silky smooth vocalist is only heard on the chorus, and their equally placid lyrics have surrendered to Rick’s story about his adulterous homicide. Ultimate moral of the story: You don’t have to kill your wife! So don’t! rb
MOULIN ROUGE SDTK f FATBOY SLIM – BECAUSE WE CAN
A thumpin’ song from an otherwise unbearable film, Fatboy (and Beck, on another tune) manage to fit in their handiwork to the trite soundtrack. Enjoy: this one requires some major dancing, if not high kicking. rb
MOXY FRUVOUS – KING OF SPAIN
Moxy Fruvous is Canada’s answer to Barenaked Ladies. Yeah, I know Barenaked Ladies are Canadian, what’s your point? This is a fabulous a capella ditty about the lead singer being…well, the King of Spain. I defy you not to sing along to the chorus. Bastard. (ms)
MUNKAFUST – DOWN FOR DAYS
Don’t ask me where I found this, because I’m not sure. I discovered it on one of my “What the freak is on my hard drive?” mp3 cd’s, and found it irresistably funky. I believe they’ve already broken up, but they left this for your personal enjoyment. rb
MUSIC – FLOAT
Bang! My one and only online review to date is of this superb cd. Each and every song on it will rock you so hard your fillings will come out. I decided to select this one in particular because of the drastic tone changes it goes through before song’s end (for quite a while I thought it was two songs). Besides, you’ve got to love the deafening escalation of indecipherable noise that serves as their dramatic conclusion and, remarkably, the transition to the next song on the disc. Go check out my full opinion at http://www.rockandorroll.com/Reviews.html . rb
MUSIC – TAKE THE LONG ROAD AND WALK IT
This was their so-called hit, and with good reason. Many an unsuspecting driver on Arizona roads has witnessed me screaming along with this very tune, trying to match the singer’s unapproachable and energetic tenor. I adore the build to the climax, and the drop-out of the instruments, leaving nothing but the frontman’s crazed scatting. Go buy the cd and listen to it; and inevitably, you will want to bear their children, as I do. rb
NADA SURF – HYPERSPACE
I discovered this dated gem on another “Find out what music I own” mp3 disc. A far cry from their overplayed and underappreciated mid-90s “Popular,” this is the first of several songs to show you personally that Nada Surf actually are talented. The chorus in particular drives home the rock. rb
NADA SURF – INSIDE OF LOVE
By special request, I couldn’t help but include this oddly Flaming Lips-esque space trip of lamentation. As personal as it is heavily-produced, this and others like it leave me hoping that the Surf get noticed again for their musical ability and get the opportunity to share it with the masses. rb
NEVE – IT’S OVER NOW
This won’t shatter your perceptions of reality, but it’s a good solid pop bit. I got it from the Faculty soundtrack, a collection that far outshone the actual film. If you don’t find it worthy: Fine, hold out for the Irish Opera Singer. That’ll blow ya’ mind for you. rb
NY CITIZENS – THE IRISH OPERA SINGER OF ALBEE SQUARE
This is deeply weird. If you think you would like to try to play along on guitar or piano, you should not attempt it if you are elderly, pregnant, on medication, or have a pacemaker. Lacking any lyrics at all, this is some of the more interesting ska I have ever been privileged to hear. rb
OK GO – BYE BYE BABY
With their cynical and too-hip-for-the-likes-of-you attitude, OK Go makes the perfect sing-along-with-your-friends music. I sure wish I had friends… rb
OUTKAST – HEY YA!
I know that this song is awfully obscure, and you’ve probably never heard any mention of it, much less the song itself. I understand. Batteries for your radio are hard to come by in the cave in which you dwell…
Okay, it’s pretty big. But, as a sorry excuse for a DJ, I must submit my professional opinion that this is the best dance song to come out in a very long time. The 119 is hardly the place for record-shattering superhits, but if I didn’t include it with this list of my favorites I would have imploded in a fit of self-denying hypocrisy. LISTEN TO IT! YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT! Ungrateful buggers…. rb
OZMA – GAME OVER
You can exhale now, Ozma released another album! The good ones always seem to break-up young, but not my boys (and girl) from SoCal! “Borderline” has a pervasively different sound from the distinctive Ozma trademark. However, this tune in particular and a few others on the record manage to preserve the original band flavor. With lots of keyboard, over the top instrumentals, lyricless vocals, and a hint of Russian folk flavor, “Game Over” is brimming with Grade A U.S.D.A.-approved Ozmaness. rb
OZMA – UTSIKUSHII SHIBUYA
I’ve decided that this song shall be placed upon, ever to remain, my list of songs by which to fall in love. It just goes to show that, although Ozma continues to change, they still refuse to suck. ::sniffle:: Bless those kids!
            By the way, would anyone care to venture a guess on the meaning of the title? rb
PALOALTO – FADE OUT/ IN
The latest attempt at a breakthrough by our boys from L.A. (as all good music comes from Cali), I find this tune a worthy effort, to say the least. If this doesn’t rock to you, then you’re listening to the wrong song. So turn off your John Tesh. rb
PAPI SANCHEZ – ENAMORAME
Lesser California – that destitute region of lost souls inhabiting the wastelands of and between Bakersfield, Fresno, Modesto, et al. The local radio is equally poverty-stricken, particularly outside the <snicker> “metro” regions. No cd player and a weak antenna mean that one will eventually have to resort to those prototypical Central Cali radio niches – Mexican or Country. Right, Mexican it is, then. Hold on, this song is…is….tolerable! Better than tolerable, this song’s got a wonderful female singer (who is curiously not Papi Sanchez), a killer horn section, and a non-annoying hip hop sensibility. Saved! At least for the next 5 miles… (ms)
PETE YORN – CRYSTAL VILLAGE
I have always loved Pete Yorn, the one man band, and bought this disc at the Coachella Music Festival to discover (lo and behold): It’s just as good as I thought it would be. This was Pete’s single from “Day I Forgot,” and rightfully so. For a man who in all honesty has one of the most inelegant voices in alt-pop, there’s something profound about each of his creations. rb
PHANTOM PLANET – NOBODY’S FAULT
This manic pop tune from the musical (and one-time biological) relative of Rooney is characteristic of their “ordinary guy tells about his life” tone to their music. I saw them live recently, and was surprised at the stage dives and other such rockin’ness that they manifested. Props to them. rb
PLACEBO – THE BITTER END
I discovered this one when I saw the video, perhaps part of why I still feel like it rocks to pieces. It certainly doesn’t seem consistent with the impression I’ve had for years that they’re somewhat slow and plodding in their music. A little research and I come to find: They totally rock. Make a note of it. rb
POSTAL SERVICE – WE WILL BECOME SILHOUETTES
If I loved the Postal Service any more than I do, they would have a restraining order against me. Named by their means of recording (from coast to coast, mailing vocal and instrumental tracks to each other for mixing), they have an infallible lyric-writing ability, as well as a knack for making odd sounds somehow become a completely natural, cohesive work. “Silhouettes” was the first that I heard from them, and remains my favorite. rb
POWDERFINGER – WE SHOULD BE TOGETHER NOW
My “What’s all this music on my computer” mp3 cd’s conclusively answered a question that I have long wondered, proving once and for all that everything that Powderfinger releases is awesome. Dig this, or be cursed to forever walk the earth with your inferior music taste. rb
QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE – GO WITH THE FLOW
Just so you know, I selected this song for the 119 months before it hit radio like a school bus with no brakes. I’m not in the habit of selecting numerous radio hits to permeate my precious music education supermix. I would ordinarily remove it, except that this one is so cool. What am I supposed to do? I must admit, the Queens have come a long way since their “Kyuss” days. The composition and orchestration of their instruments and vocals is truly something praiseworthy. “Flow” in particular is a highlight of the album, if you believe it in your head. rb
RADIOHEAD – GO TO SLEEP
I’d like to go down on record as personally thanking whoever it was that convinced Radiohead to resume using their—what’re they called?—oh, guitars. Particularly since Greenwood is, in my humble opinion, one of the most skilled instrumentalists since the advent of instruments. This is one of my favorites from their latest, “Hail to the Thief.” I recently saw them for the third time, and they truly lived up to their reputation as the best live rock performance in the world. Go see them live, but not before you pause to let this song give you a taste of what it’s like to be as deeply troubled as Thom Yorke. rb
REVIS – CAUGHT IN THE RAIN
I “discovered” these guys as I was waiting (and trying to keep the oxygen going to my brain) for Evanescence to take the stage. They were obviously high as proverbial kites, but I couldn’t deny their worthiness to be affiliated with the Nintendo Fusion Tour; and, yes, even the most revered 119. I realize the 119 isn’t ranked by priority, but I genuinely like this tune a lot. rb
RHETT MILLER – FOUR-EYED GIRL
Hey, remember the Old 97’s? Oh well, neither does anyone else; but they were an excellent alt-country outfit of the late 90’s, and released “Question,” the definitive wedding proposal story song. Well, the singer, Rhett here, decided to go solo and get some bigtime producers to trick out his cd until it became an undeniably excellent love adventure. This is a perfect example, and a great one to play for your nerdy girlfriend. rb
RICHARD CHEESE – CREEP
Speaking of Radiohead… Here’s a disgraceful bastardization of their quintissential hit. Okay, so it’s not really disgraceful; it’s just that we love so much to hate lounge singers. Cheese, however, actually understands jazz structure and delivery, and makes a career out of twisting alternative rock hits of the last 15 years into something Lawrence Welk would put in his poolside stereo. Radiohead fans will recognize all the extra band references in this lounge version, and perhaps not wince too badly at sleazy Cheese. rb
RILO KILEY –  PAINT’S PEELIING
I found this band first! I found them, and not you! I like them very much, and continue not to hear anything of significance about them, except only circumstantial and indirect evidence of their existence. Fronted by actress Jenny Lewis, they hang out with, sometimes play/sing with, and sound strikingly similar to the likes of the Postal Service, Ozma, and the Elected. (Aren’t you surprised to find them here on my top list?) Look for the Elected on next year’s list, and look for more of RK in the future. You’ll look as cool to your music geek friends as I do to mine… rb
RM SOUNDTRACK – IF YOU COULD HIE TO KOLOB
This, possibly the oddest of LDS hyms, only gets odder when performed by a Utah-based LDS rock band. Yet, for once, this duo (headed by Kirby Heyborne, the star of the movie, surprisingly enough) seems to compare in coolness and novelty with their Christian genre’d counterparts. Thus, they deserve a position here if only for that—regardless of the fact that this hymn totally rocks now. rb
ROONEY – IF IT WERE UP TO ME
“I LOVE ROBERT CARMINE!” ––the ladies. Yes, we all get a little weak at the knees for Rooney, whose love is reportedly the best love. Your mother likes their smile, and your father likes their lifestyle. What’s not to like? rb
ROONEY – KRISTIN
You probably heard their “Blue Side” on the radio last year. Little did you know that ALL of their music is irresistably catchy and pleasant. There is no gritty angst or dissin’ on people’s mamas here. Even this one (since renamed “That Girl Has Love”), undoubtedly tragic, still seems like something you’d want to listen to while riding a tandem bike on the boardwalk or something. Check ‘em out and be pleased. rb
RUFUS WAINWRIGHT – APRIL FOOLS
Rufus is the progeny of Loudon Wainwright III. All he wants is a nice young man to love him. Will he get his wish? If it means he keeps writing songs like this, then I hope not. “April Fools” is what a picnic on a sunny day would sound like if it could be distilled into song form. (ms)
SEAN PAUL – GET BUSY
One of the few radio überhits to find its way onto the 119, it demanded that I include it—if only to pay it back for the tremendous assistance that it has given me over the last year of DJing. It’s SO DANCEABLE. Just give up, get up, get down, and get jiggy. rb
SENSE FIELD – BURN
Remember Sense Field? Again, neither does anyone else. They broke up this year, but not before producing an excellent alt-pop collection, their best so far. This, the lead track, is about a bad breakup. However, instead of the emo-style, “Oh, I miss you, I’m incomplete without you” bit; it’s a very caustic, “You’re going to get yours now” mentality, conveyed very well by their uncharacteristic pounding instrumentals. Possibly the best song not to miss someone by. rb
SHINS – GIRL ON THE WING
Okay, if you’re in on the indie scene at all, you might be tired of having the Shins shoved down your throat as the latest greatest band you’ve never heard. But if you’re not tired of it, allow me to be the first to shove this down yours. Because, freak, this is really cool. How they managed to get two albums of this out before we even noticed is beyond me. I chose this one partially because I love the sound of the persistantly vibrating guitar sound. rb
SHINS – SAINT SIMON
This is arguably the cream of the Shins thus far. With pop hooks so catchy they should be restrained from your ears for your protection, it may be stuck in your head for hours or days. The straw that broke my cd budget’s back is the prolonged angelic finale that just tips the whole balance of the song into the realm of the serene. rb
SLOW READER – EVERY PART OF NOTHING
This, the latest project of Impossibles alumni Rory and Gabe, resembles the Impossibles’ old material like a bank transaction resembles a mugging. The latter was hard and fast whenever possible, especially at the end; and SR seem anesthetized almost too far to even feel the pain of which they sing. The result is a piercing anguished-but-resigned sound that is scarcely heard so distilled in modern music. rb
SMOKESCREEN – WASTING
A local band that is inexplicably obscure, Smokescreen sound like a grownup version of the Deftones. “Wasting” starts out like a small trickle of water that explodes into a dam burst of guitars and tortured vocals. (ms)
SNAKE RIVER CONSPIRACY – YOU AND YOUR FRIEND
Really only known for an unremarkable Smiths cover, SRC also granted us this playfully dirty anthem for the three-way proposition. You didn’t need one of those, you say? Well, maybe you should fix that… Okay, well, it’s a really well produced song, in any case. rb
SOMETHING CORPORATE – ME AND THE MOON
So, I don’t know what happened to Something Corporate in between “Leaving Through the Window” and their latest, “North,” but something is very different. They became less “punk with a piano,” and a little more storytelling-style Ben Folds Five-era Ben Folds. Which, since Folds doesn’t seem to be filling that role anymore, I suppose is a welcome change. I love this tune in particular for its excessive string section and typically dramatic Corporate lyrics. rb
SOUNDS – FIRE
Bring on the Swedes! Between these guys, the Hives, and those other guys, I have to wonder if it’s something in the water that inspires them to write English hard rock songs. I saw the Sounds live a little while ago, and they were possibly more rockin’ live than on their relatively explosive recording. They could be any female-fronted 80’s rock band, except for the really heavy keyboards that pervade their songs. Oh… Well, I guess they could be any 80’s rock band, then. Rock on. rb
STEREO – NEW TOKYO IS CALLING
The other 119 band founded by the Impossibles’ Rory Phillips, the Stereo long since has been under new management, and taking their music in an entirely different direction from either the Impossibles or Slow Reader. I found these guys completely independently of either of those bands as well; and realized that, although I haven’t the foggiest idea what this song is about, I really like it a LOT. I just want to pump my fist and let New Tokyo call on. Yup, it sure is calling. … Hey, is somebody going to answer that? rb
SUSAN TEDESCHI – ROCK ME RIGHT
You can’t tell by the powerful, soulful vocals and overconfident lyrics, but Tedeschi is actually your average suburban middle class white mommy. …with the addition of  a rockin’ blues band at her command. One of the best female blues artists in the genre, she demands your appreciation. NOW! APPRECIATE HER!! rb
SWITCHFOOT – ADDING TO THE NOISE
This Christian-but-not-Christian band is well-known for their slower, deeper radio hits. Fortunately, they also know how to create a lighter rock anthem to punctuate their consistently well-written and well-performed album. rb
TAKING BACK SUNDAY – BIKE SCENE
Taking Back Sunday is the best power-pop-emo-punk-band-that-employs-sports-metaphors-about-breaking-up EVER. “Bike Scene” (originally called Monterey County Bike Scene) is an affecting Yours Forever ballad that alternates between jarring and languid. TBS’ lyrics are in line with the journal entry you’d make after your first elementary school breakup – yet can still be taken seriously. (ms)
THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS – SHE’S ACTUAL SIZE [NEW LIVE VERSION]
Unable to communicate with words what it is like to see TMBG live in concert, I have included this gem, the third version of this song (and second live version) to enter my glorious music collection. Ordinarily a relatively short song, this one passes the seven minute mark thanks to the famous live TMBG dial-a-drum-solo. However, due to the tragedy that marks my musical life, Dan Hickey of the drums left the band this year, leaving who-knows-who to take his place from now on. But regardless of all that, and IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT ROCKS: see They Might Be Giants live if it is (or could ever possibly be) within your capacity to do so! Seriously: John, John, Dan, Dan and [Dan, or whoever] are five of the best musicians and live entertainers of our generation, and their concert will give new definition to your existence on this earth. rb
THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS – TINY DOCTORS
Tired of not releasing an album for many weeks, TMBG put out a series of mp3 albums titled collectively “TMBG Unlimited.” They included this one, which is just a self-reminder-style demo tape that never even became one of their Dial-a-Song messages. I just think the lyrics are very funny, and am consistently amazed at their ability to just make a song, with little or no thought or effort—something a stranger could sit and listen to and enjoy. I know of few others with such ability. rb

      Tiny tiny doctors

      Doctors

      Swimming in my veins

      Taking care of business inside me

      Clearing up the illness and pain

      Helpful, very concerned

      Putting all their medical experience to work

TICKERTAPEPARADE – BREATHE;  REPEAT
These Arizonans are trying very much to allow the rest of the world to listen to their freaking sweet rock songs, and are actually meeting with some slow success. I’ve been to various concerts and seen equipment for the band covered in indie/rock/humor stickers, at times including the unmistakable tickertapeparade decal. They’re touring nationally now, opening for various other swell groups; and you should see them.
This song in particular is my personal favorite off of their EP. It just seems to be brimming with sincere emotion, and of course ends with some angelic a capella harmony, for which I am always a sucker. rb
TOM JONES – PERFECT WORLD
Okay, I must admit, I just wanted to have some Tom Jones on this list this year. Whatever Tom Jones is, nobody is more so than he is. Besides, I think that by 2004 I have seen The Emperor’s New Groove approximately infiniti-plus-one times; and I still think that Jones’ cameo performance of this song in the beginning of the movie is the highlight of that excellent work of cinema. He is certainly the hippest cat in creation. rb
TRUST CO. – DOWNFALL
Have you ever just wanted to smack your head into something? Do you need a really good soundtrack to do so? Have you ever wanted to scream your voice raw, and needed a subject with which to sing along? This song helped me decide that rock itself can be best embodied by the all out scream of “GO!!” I also had the privelege of meeting the band, and found them to be extraordinarily friendly fellows, in addition to being able to rock your brains out. rb
TURIN BRAKES – BLUE HOUR
Lyrics such as “Pace of this place slow down” blend beautifully with the tamborines, maracas, and otherwise laid back “what’s your hurry?” attitude of this track. The British duo’s vocals themselves also seem to lack any force or anxiety, almost convincing you that it’s “time to go fishing…for all weary souls.” rb
UNIT 4+2 – CONCRETE AND CLAY
Having been released in the early 60s, this song doesn’t exactly fit my 119 guideline of 2-3 years old or less. However, I only recently discovered it on the eclectic Rushmore soundtrack, which mixes this track in with the likes of the Kinks, the Who, Cat Stevens and John Lennon. I’ve heard it around now and then, as it is the catchiest, most swinging non-swing song ever. Listen to it a couple of times to pick up on the lyrics, then find a group of friends (or strangers), grab a nearby object to serve as an imaginary microphone, then SING IT OUT, BABY! It’ll be the most fun you’ve had since reading this commentary. rb
VANDALS – MY GIRLFRIEND’S DEAD
Yet another excitingly different break up anthem. It was introduced to me a couple of years ago; however last year, after the end of my longest relationship to date, it gained a whole new significance. “Hey, dude, are you still dating what’s-her-name?” “Naw, man. She… got eaten by a giant squid. Snorkeling. Very dangerous.” rb
VAST – DIRTY HOLE
Everyone’s favorite Visual Audio Sensory Theater continues to crank out increasingly impressive rock. A guitar virtuoso who, by the late 90s, picked up some good songwriting abilities, Vast gets better with each album. Although he (Jon Crosby, who recruits various henchmen to do his musical backup band bidding) gained some notoriety for pre-selling mp3s of all of the potential songs for his latest album on his website (still available as “Turquoise” and “Scarlet” on http://www.realvast.com); Vast really hasn’t received sufficient props for their overwhelming instrumental talent, vocal genuineness, and affinity for musical and electronic experimentation. “Dirty Hole” is off of the first album of his that I know of, from 1998; but I just discovered it. And it is full of excellent blues chant, which is essentially a free ticket to the 119. Just make sure to keep listening to the slow first minute, and wait for the chain gang to chime in. rb
VENUS HUM – MONTANA
I first discovered Venus Hum (yes, that appears to be Annette Strean’s stage name) as one of the guest vocalists in the Blue Man Group’s concert, wearing a “dress” that I can only describe as being more machine than apparel. So I bought there album, which, while slow at parts, is driving and smooth at other times. “Montana” is one of those, as Strean’s memory of her childhood in the titled state. It’s not quite the homage you’d expect to the second or third most unoccupied state in the union, and I’m glad. rb
VERVE PIPE – NEVER LET YOU DOWN
So I finally bought “Underneath,” the 2001 release that VP put out while I was in exile, and found it to be significantly better than the charming and moderately creative “Villains” from 1996. This, probably the radio hit from the disc (anyone care to enlighten me?) is poppy and romantic. By the second chorus, you’ll be shouting it along with them. I’m getting to like this band that I’ve found. I’m getting to love the thought of having them around. rb
WHITE STRIPES – DEATH LETTER
All-out, full-on, double barrelled blues from the simplest band in the pantheon of rock deity. I know you dig this song hard, because, as everyone knows, everyone likes the blues. If you like any music released since about the Civil War, you like the blues DNA that hides within its cellular nuclei. Feel Jack White’s badarse slide guitar and hopeless lyrics. FEEL IT, BABY! rb
WILCO – I AM TRYING TO BREAK YOUR HEART
Play this song. Appreciate the opening, no, savor it. Then he starts singing…something about being an American aquarium drinker? What the heck’s that mean? Who cares, it’s bloody gorgeous. So just forget about the tongue-tied lightning, sit back, and let Jeff Tweedy’s voice and the bewildering instrumentation (it sounds like someone dropped a boxful of glassware, coins, and nails from a ladder and somehow achieved harmonious results) wash over you. (ms)
WRENS – SHE SENDS KISSES
I got this from RC, and found it to be very slow and thoughtful, but not in the way that a lot of really slow thoughtful indie bores me senseless. I find it romantic and real, and I trust you will, too. rb
YEAH YEAH YEAHS – MAPS
This song is wretchedly beautiful. Karen O’s voice emanates disappointment and sympathy and disdain and total surrender. Two verses, repeated over and over, but it’s more than enough. This atypical Yeah Yeah Yeahs song recalls Chrissie Hynde and the Pretenders at better-than-their-best. The song comes across as so genuine and heartfelt, you feel like apologizing to the cd player and taking it back on the spot. (ms)
YELLOWCARD – BELIEVE
Everyone’s second favorite violin-playing punk band (oh, who can compete with Flogging Molly??), formerly of Impossibles’ and the Stereo’s Fueled By Ramen records, finally hit it big with their latest. Their impressive live show helped expedite this, I’m sure. However, for a punk band, their music is brimming with unexpected depth of emotion. There are themes about love, of course, like all other punk music. But also about the songwriter’s memories of his father and hopes for the future, and other serious and largely inspirational topics. This one, written from the point of view of someone saved from the World Trade Center before it went down on top of his rescuer, still moves me every time I hear it. It makes the 2001 terrorist attacks so much more real and tangible for those of us who didn’t know anyone involved. The sampling of a Ground Zero speech a year later sums it up eloquently: “The world will little notice, nor long remember, what we say here. But it can never forget what they did here.” rb

Included Videos:
CHEMICAL BROTHERS feat. THE FLAMING LIPS – THE GOLDEN PATH
COLDPLAY – THE SCIENTIST
OUTKAST – HEY YA!
POSTAL SERVICE – SUCH GREAT HEIGHTS
SMASHING PUMPKINS – THE EVERLASTING GAZE
WHITE STRIPES – HARDEST BUTTON TO BUTTON
YATTA – YATTA