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Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Word Word Word Blah Blah That's This Post's Title

So I couldn't find out the whole story here, but essentially it goes something like this. A Grad student from CalTech went on Facebook and checked out people's stated music preferences. He then compared them to the average SAT score for the collidge they attended. The result follows:


Now, we must concede the methodology is incredibly flawed, starting with the obvious selection biases of the SAT itself, and its discrimination against the poor and minorities and all that shit that someone else would bring up if I didn't do it here.

What I thought was weird is that I listened to all five Counting Crows albums* yesterday. I'm zero percent kidding 100% not kidding. Well, I only listened to the end of...too much detail, too many details. This isn't Twitter, I don't need to blog every molecule of my being.

*From best to not-best:
Recovering the Satellites: 2 or 3 awesome guitar solos, great use of Beatles-esque Mellotron, lots of angst, which for them, is a good thing.
Hard Candy: exactly as the title says: sugary pop mixed with hard rock. It works on balance, though "Up All Night" probably would have made a better ending.
August and Everything After: refreshing, clean, layered sound compared to the music of the day. The grunge era was truly lacking in accordion. Also this.
Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings: the main weakness here is that a lot of these songs sound like their older songs. For a late-period album, it's at about the same quality as the earlier stuff, which is abnormal to say the least.
This Desert Life: not actually bad, just takes a lot of work to get into. One of those "for fans only" albums. Ironically, "Hanginaround" is probably the band's poppiest song.

Also: free new made up word:
Motron: I don't know what it would mean, but I'm going to start using it as often as possible.

1 comment:

  1. Click on the picture to see the whole thing.

    P.S. Why do I feel like this post is way too long? I wrote tons of longer ones. Whatever.

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