Dananananaykroyd

July 9, 2009 · 0 comments

dananananaykroyd

These rowdy Glaswegian’s are known for their dynamically-charged live shows, where their hyper energy, combined with two drumkits and shouty vocals consistently twists the crowd into a frenzy. The ferocious excitement of Dananananaykroyd’s live show was captured for their album debut by an odd match-up between the band and famed metal producer Machine. The album is called Hey Everyone and it’s damn good.

Sebadoh / Soul and Fire
I hate to kick things off like a right teenage whoopsie, but this song kills me every single time. Utterly crushing. I first heard it when I was thirteen and I actually blame Lou Barlow for ruining my life. Next!

Rodan / The Everyday World Of Bodies
The most epic, destroying song of all time? Probably not, but it’s right up there for me. Another one from those early teenage years as I basically allowed myself to succumb, glazed-eyed and dribbling, to some huge, life-shaping music.

Fugazi / Walken’s Syndrome
Yet another one I first heard when I was thirteen. 1993! Nostalgia, much? I have other favourite Fugazi songs, but I wanted to say this one because the guitars at the start sound like THE END OF TIME AS WE KNOW IT and I’ve literally been trying to work this out ever since, with absolutely no chance of ever being able to do it. Fugazi are the masters of guitars. They just sound like they’re lashing the strings with wet trouser legs and this incredible, catchy (can’t really say ‘pop’, can I?) music comes out.

Kraftwerk / Computer Love
Coldplay haven’t quite ruined my favourite Kraftwerk song. Yet. Computer Love, to me, is the loveliest, most heartfelt geek love song ever written. Not only do the synths sound so emotive, organic and beautifully played, the singing (English version) truly sounds like a nervous, spotty dork who can’t sing and is almost ashamed of what he’s rambling on about. Amazing. Oh yeah, Computer World is the OK Computer of the 80s. Stick that in your pipe.

Superchunk / Precision Auto
If you could sum up 90s Indie Rock (and, therefore, sum up my life) in one song, it would be this. We were going to cover it until Les Savy Fav turned up and ruined everything with their mind-reading amazingness. I’m a sucker for really awesome, simple riffs over four chord sequences, and this one probably does it better than any other.

The Beach Boys / God Only Knows
The best song ever written? It’s hard to imagine that this is actually the best song ever written, but it certainly feels like it, for me, sat alone at my window, crying at the rain, thinking about cycling with my dog and eating picnics with your dad or some other made up lol crap.

Rocket From The Crypt / Sturdy Wrists
Ok, it’s summer in Glasgow, which means it’s Sturdy Wrists time. I wish I had a convertible. I’d play this really loud and when it got to the chorus, I’d go up on two wheels and everyone in the street would start breakdancing and drinking lemonade.

Brainiac / Vincent, Come On Down
Stomp! Stomp! The best song for dancing half naked (bottom half) in your bedroom ever. I saw these guys support Beck when I was sixteen and literally had to keep rubbing my eyes in disbelief at what I was witnessing. Buh?! One of the greatest bands of all time and so sadly missed. I keep telling our Calum, ‘you could be the next Timmy Taylor!’, and he just looks at me like i’m a gigantic, stupid plum. Ah well, his loss!

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