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I often have my iTunes set on random shuffle. With over 5000 songs in my library it is a great way to revisit music that I don’t have in heavy rotation. Of course, sometimes songs pop up that make you think, “what the hell was I thinking?!” or “When or why did I go through a Juice Newton phase?!” Other times a song pops back onto your radar like a visit from an old friend.

Tonight as Crouching Tiger and I were finishing dinner on popped one of the greatest songs in my library. Bob Mould’s Poison Years from his 1989 album Workbook. Pure magic.

I think this is one of my favorite Bob songs because it showcases his voice really well, shows off his musicianship, and most of all his uniqe ability to help popular music transcend the saccharine for something much deeper and introspective without getting too caught up in itself. I just hit repeat played it twice more. If you haven’t heard it, go to iTunes and give it a spin. It’s only 99¢, bitches. Better yet, buy that whole album. Workbook is a great album.

I think part of its luster for me is that it is so representative of where I was back in 1989. Workbook was my introduction to the emerging “alternative” world of music. Such a simpler time. It was also a time when music played a really important part in the way I was beginning to understand the world. Thanks Bob for making music that makes us think deeper about the world and ourselves.

You may remember Jay Brannan from Short Bus. You SHOULD know him because he’s a great singer with a really good EP on iTunes. Here is one of his tunes “Half Boyfriend”. Have a listen and fantasize that he’s actually singing about you. Enjoy.

I was browsing through iTunes yesterday and noticed that George Michael had a new collection of music and videos. I was surprised how many videos there were and decided to take a sampling. The video of “As” with Mary J. Blige (or Bilge if your name is Gregory) features cloned copies of George in a bar setting.

It occurred to me that this could be one of the most frightening things ever - walking into a bar to find every person there was George Michael. Wow! The only flaw in the concept is that it seems much more likely that all of them would be hanging in the rest room doing coke or peeking over the stalls. I’m just sayin.