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the name of this album is el camino

The Name Of This Album Is El Camino

Be still my beating heart: The Black Keys have a new album coming out on December 6th.

Inexplicably, I was lukewarm on last year’s Brothers when it came out.1 It took me a few months to realize just how wrong I had been, by which point everyone I pestered about the album had just kind of moved on to something else, robbing me of my chance to engage other music lovers in the right-on-brother-ain’t-THAT-the-truth of “Next Girl2 or the sleazy stripper shuffle of “Howlin’ For You.”3

So how did Las Teclas de Negro 4 announce their new album? With that ridiculous video up there of Bob Odenkirk selling a used van.

Which leads us nicely to the actual cover art.

Clearly, the Keys are way funnier than their music indicates. That said, I thought Brothers had a pretty funny cover, too, which is why I think they probably should have gone with something like this:

On second thought, their idea is way better.


  1. In my defense, I still think 2008′s Attack & Release is a better album. 

  2. There is nothing inherently funny about The Black Keys. They write bluesy rock and they cover a lot of familiar territory within the genre, lyrically speaking; heartbreak, lying, cheating, desire and repentance. That said, the video for “Next Girl” is possibly one of the funniest things I’ve seen all year. It features a Tyrannosaurus puppet as a lip syncing Casanova, wandering around a hipstamatastic poolside setting, cast full of bikini clad babes vying for the adorable dinosaur’s attention. When a tattooed beauty licks the lascivious lizard’s long snout, it sets off a cat fight that would normally mark the inevitably awkward moment in a story driven porn when the acting bits transition into the sex bits. While this Southern California homage to Caligula takes place, a crawl at the bottom of the screen details the battle between the band and the label over creative control of the video, admitting that “The Black Keys hate this video and don’t find it funny at all” and “they disavow any responsibility for it and with you would stop watching.” 

  3. Another transcendently great video, this time using the tune as the trailer music for a grindhouse flick about a sexy assassin named Alexa Wolff hell bent on exacting revenge on the man who killed her father. There’s too much awesome here to speak of, but a couple of favoritelines include “bad guys beware: she’ll bang ya, but then… she’ll hang ya” and “I once choked a chupacabra to death for not saying grace.” Honestly, it’s a minor tragedy that this isn’t actually being made into a film. Can we get a Kickstarter project going to raise the funds for this or something? 

  4. You didn’t watch the “Howlin’ For You” video, did you? 

Chromeo – “Don’t Turn The Lights On”

It’s classic Chromeo, which is to say it’s classic Hall & Oates if Hall & Oates were classically obsessed with doing it constantly. The music is drenched in thick, bottom-heavy 80’s beats and soaring synth lines while the lyrics are playful, a little stupid  (“Don’t turn the lights on because tonight I want to see you in the dark”) and catchy as fuck.

The album’s out on September 14. If this track’s any indication, it’ll be a must buy.

Paris is Jazz

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Once upon a time Malcolm McLaren met a young lady at a Parisian party. I can only assume that happened before 1994 happened, because in that year Mr. McLaren released a solo album appropriately titled Paris. This album was utterly panned upon its release and for good reason!

Still, in 1994 when I stumbled upon this album, Paris sounded really far away (and it was — I didn’t get there for another 7 years), but this album represented a tiny fraction of what it might mean to go there.

I dug the album up in my iTunes upon Mr. McLaren’s passing earlier this week and I can’t say that it’s a very good album, but it’s definitely sincere. It’s the album of a man so in love with a city that he just had to declare that love with every forced metaphor and cliched image he could muster. Still, I got a kick out of it as a precocious 17 year old, so maybe you will, too.

This track is called “Jazz is Paris,” which should give you an idea of how the rest of the album plays out.

Transference by Spoon

After Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga in 2007, my hopes weren’t too high for a new Spoon record. I picked Transference up anyway and after a few listens, I’m pleasantly surprised. It’s a bit slow to get into, definitely not instantly catchy like Gimme Fiction or Kill the Moonlight.

Have a listen. The spooky, funky “Written In Reverse” is my favorite track, but “The Mystery Zone,” with drums lifted straight out of “Billie Jean,” comes pretty close.