I really wish I had a jetpack right now

I find myself to be a lover of music. Any type of music. I'll at least try it, if I don't like it I'll listen to something else. In my search for new music, I usually randomly scroll through the vast amount of YouTube links to find a gem in large amount horrible covers rough. Although, in this case I was told by my friend Danimal to check out a band called We Were Promised Jetpacks. He told it was awesome Scottish Indie Rock. When anything comes out of Ireland, Scotland, or the north regions of Europe, I tend to think of bands such Frightened Rabbit, Mice Parade, and Two Door Cinema Club. The first track I listened to today from WWPJ was the ferocious "It's Thunder and It's Lightening". I found the track to have a subtle haunting aspect of the song to want to replay it at least 50 times after hearing it for the first time which I did. The lead singer's Scottish accent gives it a folksy feel to anything they play. The scream before the finale climax of "You were black" shivers my spine every time. I'll have to listen to this band much more in the following weeks!

Jazz at 12:44

After jamming with my newly antiquated guitarist friend Scott. Coming back to my dorm, blood pumping from kicking out the jams like a mofo, I had to listen to some music. I recently discovered the grandiose invention of Spotify and as I looked at the main page, I saw Tony Bennett's Duets II album and figured, why not?
A specific memory comes into my mind when I think of Tony Bennett. I was sitting with my grandpa, watching PBS at around 10pm. It was a full Tony Bennett concert. At my young age of around 10-12 I'd never really been exposed to jazz and definitely didn't understand it. My grandpa was a classical music aficionado, but dabbled in jazz. I could see he was fascinated by the programming, as I stared at the screen listening probably more for the fact that I could hang out with my grandpa past my bed time. O how, I wish I could back to that moment and relive it.
Going back to my main point, I clicked on the album and was greeted by a large big jazz band and Tony's stellar smooth voice. Not only is Tony's voice perfect, but he invites some surprising guests to display their talents. Among the many on the 17 track album, a few artists were a surprise. I'd have to say on the first track, Lady Gaga does a stellar job. I'll put this out there, I HATE GAGA's pop career with an undying passion, yet in this shift to jazz she kills it. Personally, I'd have to say Gaga does have talent, you can't ignore it, but why does she have to create overproduced pop music?! I'll rant on this another time.
Other artists I found to be fantastic were Michael Buble, Andrea Bocelli, and Carrie Underwood. I'd write more on these artists and this album, but that's for another time. I'm tired, hungry, and feeling a strange blue nostalgia for a place that I've never been.
Adios.

It's not 2am, but I'll write anyways

I had intended on writing this blog at 2 am, when I find some of best creativity comes out, but I forgot. Ever forget? Happened to me. Anyways, I love music. Always have and always will. I was trying to figure out what album I'd like to do a blog post on this beautiful afternoon, and I came up with nothing. I've decided to write about my favorite song of the week, which is "Feeling Good".

There are two versions of this song that I've found to be absolutely beautiful in their own way. The first version I ever heard of Feelin' Good was the rocking, screaminamegaphonefalsetto, and credible cover done by the band Muse. Matt's wah induced piano just sets the mood perfectly as the drums and bass overlap in perfect precision.

The other version of the song, which is usually regarded as the original, is done by the infamous Nina Simone. The original version was done by Cy Grant, yet in my opinion Nina made the song what it is today. Her acapella intro sneaks into your soul and then envelopes as a flower blossoms with the horns lightly laying down the fabulous descending refrain.