Song obsessions are those songs that we listen to on repeat. I noticed that my obsessions are often a week long. I also thought that other people might have similar obsessions. I’ve collected a panel of a few like-minded individuals and gotten their “song obsessions of the week.” Quite often it’s easy to explain why the song is good; it’s much hard to explain why we’re obsessed. Maybe you’ll become obsessed with one of these.
It’s been a while since I’ve been on top of things enough to send one of these in, and so I’ll ease back in with some safely slick S/SW fare from Steven Delopoulos, whose Greek-tinged FM bleat is on my permanent list of voices I’d love to have. Aside from the vox, he plucks a solid
six strings, though that particular talent is often cushed into a pile of production, as on this cut. The “obsession” of this song can mostly be attributed to the fall-off melodic hook at the end of each verse (“ro-o-oad”, etc.,) which gets stuck in my head way too fast, and overall there are enough changes going on underneath the surface of acoustic pop to hold my interest at least for a week.
Sometimes I feel like I’m just reposting the-best-of-the-best-of KEXP’s finds. Apparently, the key to my heart is 80s vocal stylings and 90s lofi/e6 keyboards. Who knew.
Every once in awhile something seriously foreign to my oh-so-erudite tastes worms its way into my consciousness and takes hold like a deer tick. Such is the case with Katy Perry, who first came to my attention through an aural discretion of the exemplary 80â€™s power pop hit â€œYour Loveâ€ by The Outfield. For some reason (probably the cleavage) I paid attention, and when the full length came through I was on board. This oneâ€™s sloppily written, hideously overproduced and yet has somehow climbed way up my personal top 10.
Update: I managed to have the wrong mp3 for David’s selection earlier. It’s been changed.