The Friday Five: January 4, 2013

Friday Five : |ˈfrÄ«dā – fÄ«v| : On the sixth day of every week, I hit the shuffle button in iTunes and share the first five tracks and thought for each track. Sometimes there is a playlist involved, occasionally we’ll have a guest, but most of the time it’s just me. The rest is up to you, our friends and readers! Fire up the media player of your choice and share the first five random track of your shuffle in the comments.

The Five:

“Mystery Dance (Honky Tonk demo)” by Elvis Costello (from My Aim Is True, 1993)

Declan MacManus channeling a bit of his (stage)namesake; this is a straight up, barn burning, rock n’ roll rave up. I remember buying the 2 1/2 Years box set with every intention of really delving into Costello’s catalog, but never found the time to go down that particular road. That was nearly twenty years ago, so I guess, maybe, I can find the time this year?

“Endlessly, She Said” by AFI (from decemberunderground, 2006)

I dig AFI but this tune is lackluster at best.

“Wading in the Velvet Sea” by Phish (from 2009-03-08: Hampton Coliseum, Hampton, VA, USA (disc 3), 2009)

I swear I distinctly hear the chord progression from Air Supply’s “Making Love Out of Nothing at All” during the solo break. What are the chances that Page McConnell has ever noticed?

“Whatever Hurts You Through the Night” by Glasvegas (from EUPHORIC /// HEARTBREAK \\\, 2011)

I absolutely adored Glasvegas’ self-titled debut record. I suspect that I just wasn’t ready for the follow up when it was released back in 2011, as I don’t think I paid it more than a cursory amount of attention. Listening now, I might have to go back and revisit this record. This song has a bit of everything that I dig about the Scottish band.

“Spider-Man” by Ramones (from Saturday Morning: Cartoons’ Greatest Hits, 1995)

Pour yourself a big bowl of Cookie Crisp, pull up a chair, and reminisce with all your favorite Saturday morning cartoons. Do they even have Saturday morning cartoons anymore? I mean, sure, they were thirty minute commercials genetically engineered to ensure that we would absolutely be begging our parents for the latest M.A.S.K. vehicle, Shirt Tale, He-Man action figure, or whatever pile of plastic crap the toy companies wanted to sell more of.

What’s on your shuffle today?