Stuck in My Head: Five Albums I Recently Bought

Written by  //  February 17, 2008  //  The Conservatory  //  10 Comments

Col. Hector BravadoI’m fond of raiding the used stacks at Twist and Shout when my checking account is on swole. In no particular order…

Riot Squad
No Potential Threat
Riot SquadIn 1984, I had the “I’m OK – Fuck You” EP. I saw this anthology and was reminded of the chorus of “Society’s Fodder,” sung so that “fodder” barely registers as two syllables: “Faaaa-aaa!”
Mostly middling and tiresome, but worth it for tracks 5 and 7 alone — pure, blistering slabs of Margaret Thatcher-era skinhead rage.

PossessedYou know you’re on an incurable speed metal kick when you’re listening to Metallica’s Kill ‘Em All and you’re screaming “Play it faster, you faggots!” at the speakers because it’s not as fast as Slayer’s Reign in Blood. I bought this release from the early princes/morons of early ‘80s British black metal, hoping for something truly energizing, but this is one of the worst albums recorded ever, in any genre. I still haven’t made it through the whole thing. Just awful.

Wayne Shorter
JujuI don’t have the vocabulary to technically describe a jazz album with any precision. But I remember my friend Sam Deleo lent me his copy of this album four years ago, and I didn’t want to give it back. I was hoping he’d forget I had it, but he bugged me until I gave it back. Now I have my own copy and I can listen to “Yes or No” any weekend morning I want. It’s beautiful.

Albert Hammond Jr.
Yours to Keep
Yours To KeepSome of the tracks seem too ripe for co-opting by hot-shit branding shops who roll out Gen Y/Millennial lifestyle ads for portable media, where elfin tribes of freckled what-nots frolic in a fartless utopia. And some of the songs — “Blue Skies,” “101,” “Scared” — are so pretty that I forget all of that. Solid songwriting on display here, with pristine instrumentation to boot. Yep yep.

Cowboy Curse
Nod Up and Down
Nod Up and DownIt’s tough when you get your taste for a band by seeing them live. No local production can hope to match the night when you were agog at the sheer surprise of such fine music, put back on your heels. The only thing I can say about this album is that is that I can’t wait to see them play live again.
Thanks for listening.
Col. Hector Bravado
From Denver, Colorado

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Col. Hector Bravado is a rant afficionado, handjob connoisseur, and writer of Stuck in My Head.

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10 Comments on "Stuck in My Head: Five Albums I Recently Bought"

  1. DaytonBoy February 17, 2008 at 2:51 pm · Reply

    Nice descriptions, good sir…

  2. theBonin'One February 17, 2008 at 10:58 pm · Reply

    “fartless utopia” makes “cellar door” look like a John Grisham construction.

  3. Big Red February 18, 2008 at 10:01 am · Reply

    you forgot to pick up that one we found plumb full of Julie Andrews….she’ll be so disappointed. also, weekend mornings are the best. i’d say……yes.

  4. bones-ka-bones February 18, 2008 at 10:07 am · Reply

    A sensible music fan. I like it.

  5. Alex February 18, 2008 at 10:09 am · Reply

    I didn’t realize anyone bought a Venom album, ever. I thought they only existed as a poster on Kurt Cooley’s wall, above the stacks of Celtic Frost Maxells and the homemade bong.

  6. Angora February 18, 2008 at 12:39 pm · Reply

    I know it’s been said, but I just want to make sure everyone caught this:

    “Some of the tracks seem too ripe for co-opting by hot-shit branding shops who roll out Gen Y/Millennial lifestyle ads for portable media, where elfin tribes of freckled what-nots frolic in a fartless utopia.”

    It just might be my favorite sentence ever written on the subject.

  7. Col. Hector Bravado February 18, 2008 at 1:12 pm · Reply

    I’ve Googled it and I still don’t get it: WTF is Kurt Cooley?

  8. cowboycurse February 19, 2008 at 3:03 pm · Reply

    ah, shucks. thank you for listening.

  9. Alex February 20, 2008 at 12:10 pm · Reply

    He’s the iconic balding redhead metal fan of your youth.

    He’s the one that said “heavy? You fucking pussies don’t know from heavy.”

    He also built homemade bongs.

  10. Thomas February 21, 2008 at 4:31 pm · Reply

    I’m going to see Cowboy Curse at Bender’s on Friday. Should be fun…

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