Dorian Hatchet - "Buffalo"

After this, I will post Dorian Hatchet one more time (when their album comes out) and then you're on your own. They were recently called "torturously bad" in a local newspaper, so I decided I would work against that rumour. I saw them again the other night, and they are still getting stronger and stronger. The piano lines walked over me with lead shoes, the drums and I were high-fiving. There was almost no one there, so it felt really personal.
But we are dealing here with their recorded material. This song is like going up in one of those glass-walled elevators. Where at the top you can see the whole city, or the whole inside of a mall. If you were to stage a dance for this song, it would best be done in a squirrel costume. But lots of paper lightning would be used, and fake blood.

To help me with this, meet me (right now!) at the glass-walled elevator at Centre Eaton with a carpet swatchbook and some bristol board. I'll bring the boom-box. [Site]

Thunderbirds Are Now! - "This World is Made of Paper"

This song is a testament to never throwing out music. I've had this forever, but I guess never gave it its due. This song has a swagger so fast you can't even swagger fast enough to keep up. The riff, however, is wearing the most neon clothes, so everything else is lit from its glow, but I'm okay with that. I understand that sometimes, we can't all be strong. That makes these two songs opposites, in a way. One is the kind where the dancer is the leader, the other where the dancer is the follower. [Buy]

Bing Crosby - "An Irish Lullaby"

Today is St. Patrick's Day, and Bing Crosby can autograph my entire life if he wants. I remember Saturday night ceilis, the smell of smoke and beer thick in the air like regular air, and this song being hooed through bad amps as old people swayed and smiled. I was probably 8, still in my kilt from having danced an hour before, thinking about the video games I would play the next day. [his geocities site]

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So, I haven't posted since you guys gave us all the help we needed in the span of six hours. So, thank you. And, as promised, we have gifts for you. There are eleven sad tales up now, featuring the names of the donors (or the names they requested).