Medicine Head - "His Guiding Hand"

A bass drum, a harmonica, and an electric guitar are three instruments one person can play at once. Medicine Head splits them up between two people and still can't seem to hit all the notes or stay in time. Doesn't matter to them. This is between one man, another man, and an unmoved mover. Passing judgment on their playing would be like passing judgment on your neighbours' lovemaking: weird and useless. Though not technically precise, Medicine Head are oh-so-careful in the manner in which they commune: soft attacks and long decays assure that no one and nothing will be startled; a simple snaky instrumental path is easy for all to follow; and a quavering Antony voice traces the border between the monastic and the trangressive, negotiates between the righteous and the human. [Buy]

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American Analog Set - "Choir Vandals"

Very few members of the set of all songs containing the word 'coffee' or 'caffeine' are shared by the set of all songs that have the property of goodness. One exception to this principle is American Analog Set's "Choir Vandals," which belongs to both sets, as well as to the rather large set of all songs that achieve beauty through repetitive simplicity; the set of all songs that use the ride cymbal to its aching maximal effect; the set of all songs; and the set of all named things, to name just a few of the infinite elements of the set of all sets containing this song. [Buy]