of the killer pam-pams:
You can have it all / Yo la tengo
about the title. don't get me wrong; i'm not trivializing
yo la tengo. they're one of my all-time favorite bands,
but as with red house painters and radiohead,
i can't seem to speak about them without feeling that my words
are too inadequate.
i'll just take the simple route and say here's a peculiar
song from a peculiar band. what makes you can have it all
peculiar is the neurotically melodic backing vocals that could
very well make the song stand on its own without any other
musical instrument -- and i think yo la tengo have done it
this way in some of their concerts.
is a love song, but it's anxious, foreboding, almost threatening.
the interaction between the background and the lead, coupled
with the song's unequivocal lyrics, creates an image not of
unbridled passion, but submissive obsession. call me a pervert,
but i listen to this, and i hear a very sensual song -- not
of the honeymoon-in-satin-sheets kind. think cuffs. think
whips. think candle drips. abuse me, biatch! okay, you probably
won't think the same way on first listen, but give it a while
and you'll see what i mean...
if you're reading this, well, i hope you're not!
flatfoot, HongKong; picture: Steve Wing, Florida)