Posts Tagged ‘Third Eye Blind’

Bootleg City: Matthew McConaughey’s Favorite Songs of the Late ’90s

Hey, y’all. Matthew McConaughey here, fillin’ in for Mr. Mayor of Bootleg City this week. Cassanova gave me a jingle-jangle the other day and said, “Matty Mac, do me a solid and make a celebrity cameo in the BLC this week so I can cut out early for Labor Day. Surf, sand, sun, and sobriety — I’m all over it this weekend. Except for that last part, brother, knowwhatI’msayin’? Hahaha! Cool. Later.” (I did use the words “Labor Day.” The rest is from the mind of Matthew. —Ed.)

Hard to believe it’s been over a year since I last talked to y’all on Popdoze so Bobby C. could have another week off. I’m a big fan of Sugar Water (Stop it, you’re embarrassing me! —Ed.), so I was sad to see it move from entree to after-dinner mint on Bobby’s menu when he became mayor of Bootleg City last fall. But we all have to make sacrifices when we take on new responsibilities, don’t we?

Take me, for example — my son, Levi, is almost 14 months old. Can y’all believe that? Crazy. I can’t even remember life before he was born. Part of that’s because of the weed, but life really does change once you’re a daddy. And my wife, Camila, is expecting our second one by the end of the year.

Whoa, did I just say “wife”? Back up, y’all — that was a slip of the tongue. Camila’s my partner. My main squeeze. My colleague in baby raisin’. But not my wife. Neither of us are into that right now. Maybe one day, but we’re not like normal people — we don’t need the tax breaks, know what I mean? When you’re rich, money has no effect on love.

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You Again?: Third Eye Blind, “Ursa Major”

I’m not going to lie to you, folks. The first time I listened to Third Eye Blind’s “Semi-Charmed Life,” the song put me in a state of pure pop bliss — in fact, it was one of the last times I can remember hearing something on the radio and actually being excited to go buy the CD. The song tossed the last handful of earth on grunge’s coffin, reappropriating the airwaves once and for all for clean-cut, mildly dangerous dudes who knew how to cover a hook in sticky, sweet ear candy. More aggressive than Counting Crows and poppier than Collective Soul, the band seemed, on the virtue of its debut single, ready to rule the world.

e142024128a04d0bd49df010.L._SCLZZZZZZZ_[1]Of course, it didn’t turn out that way. As I discovered soon after purchasing the band’s self-titled debut, “Semi-Charmed Life” was the first single because it was far and away the best song on the album. Yes, yes, I know — Third Eye Blind spun off a number of hitlike singles, including “Graduate,” “Losing a Whole Year,” and the dreaded “Jumper.” But none of them had the impact “Life” did, for the simple reason that they weren’t that good. In fact, the main thing “Semi-Charmed Life” had in common with the rest of Third Eye Blind was that it illustrated frontman Stephan Jenkins’ weakness for ponderous, borderline nonsensical lyrics masquerading as deep rock & roll profundity. Lines like “I believe in the sand beneath my toes / The beach gives a feeling / An earthy feeling / I believe in the faith that grows / And the four right chords can make me cry / When I’m with you I feel like I could die” sound like the work of a high school senior who has been reading a lot of bad poetry — and that was, perhaps not coincidentally, the level of maturity displayed by Jenkins in a rapidly multiplying series of awestruck anecdotes from people he (allegedly) stepped on, burned, or offended during the band’s quick ascension. It takes a healthy ego to be a rock star, and the music industry is full of vituperative jerks, but according to the rapidly spreading legend of Stephan Jenkins, the world was witnessing the birth of a whole new evolutionary breed of asshole. (more…)

Chartburn: 2/1/08

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Mainstream Rock: U2, “Angel of Harlem” (1988)

David: This is when I started to get bored with U2. I liked a couple tunes from Rattle and Hum, but not this one.

Zack: I’ve got a pretty long list of “least favorite” U2 songs, and this song definitely spends some time at the top of the rotation. I know that it’s not, quite, but this has never seemed like anything more than one of those extra songs they sneak onto a greatest-hits album to sell a few extra copies. Not to knock U2 — Achtung Baby is one of my favorite albums ever, and I like “Desire,” also from Rattle and Hum. But this one sounds sour to me. I bet the Commitments hated it too.

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