Music MANday

New Year’s is upon us, and we here at WBPT want to wish you all the best, as well as encourage you do your best to drink as much Jager and Champagne as possible, make a fool of yourself, and make out with the drunkest and/or ugliest girl at the party. This year, whether you’re Auld Lang Syning about town with your friends, blowing chop off that girl you met at your buddy’s lake house that one weekend, or crying to your ex about how much you love her, take a second to reflect on the year that has come and gone so goshdarn fast. It’s been a mostly shitty year for most of the world. Natural disasters, war, a shitty economy, the Twilight series, and the goddamn Yankees have all had the proverbial upper hand as tragedy and frustration defined 2009. Of course, there were some good things mixed in too. First black man inaugurated as POTUS (crosses fingers), OutKast and the Beastie Boys announce new albums for the near future, The Beatles get re-mastered, Erin Andrews nudie video, Tiger Woods’ public demise, the US National Team shows up in a big way at the FIFA Confederations Cup, and oh yeah, MOTHAFUCKIN’ BAMA FOOTBALL. So here’s to you 2010, because you probably won’t suck as much as 09 did.

This week’s Music MANday is a day late, and I apologize. But with my parents in Bogota and a busy day at work, time just runs the fuck out. Once again, this week I bring you a quick shuffle playlist from my iPod:

Chest Fever / The Band – Great tune here. Makes me think of all those nights the Last Waltz Band played at the Phi Gam house, such great memories with great friends. Roll Tide.

Careful / Hot Chip – A Short little jam with some funky, up-beat percussion mixed with some smooth synthesizer, and choppy lyrics with a spacey chorus. Good stuff, but not exactly what I wanted to hear at the moment.

Elevators (Locsmif Mix) / OutKast – Jazzy slowed down version of an OutKast classic. The whole remix album by Floyd the Locsmif out of ATL is amazing, and my favorite of all the OutKast mixtapes I have heard. Make sure you get it.

So What´cha Want (Soul Assassins Remix) / Beastie Boys – Probably the most famous of all the Beastie Boys remixes, and for good reason. This version, with a Cyprus Hill cameo, is off the re-mastered Check Your Head release. Sounds great through my new Shure SE115’s.

Killing In The Name / Rage Against The Machine – I just punched someone, and it felt good goddamnit. Great song for planning a G8 meeting protest.

Spanish Armada / Ratatat – One of the many incredible songs this band has put out over the years, this one from their 2004 self-titled effort.  This band, in my opinion, can convey sentiment, emotion and environment incredibly, and have been probably my favorite band of 2009. Oh yeah, sick French horn jam in this song as well.

And now….the MAN.

Wild Thing you make our hearts sing

That’s right you bastards, Charlie Sheen. Besides being the greatest actor of our generation, this guy has lived the ultimate Hollywood life. He has banged the hottest women in the United States year in and year out, and still has a huge hooker problem. He is on a primetime family sitcom, and still blows coke like it was 1982. Once, during an epic binge session, The Wild Thing and producer Don Simpson (whom himself was a huge coke and hooker addict before his death) got into a huge fight over a gun Simpson had borrowed from Sheen’s massive weapons collection, causing Sheen to shoot holes in the walls of Simpson’s Hollywood mansion in front of a gaggle of prostitutes. If this isn’t the stuff of legends, I don’t know what is.

Sheen was arrested on Christmas morning this year, charged with domestic abuse, and from what his wife is telling police, for threatening her with a knife. Ok, not cool Charlie. But since you were in Wall Street, I will forgive you. Wait you’ve been arrested how many times? No worries mang, you kicked ass in Platoon. Hold on a sec, you actually shot your fiancée Kelly Preston in the arm back in 1990? Ha, I really don’t care, you dated multiple porn stars and got to hit this on the reg:

Bottom line is this: Charlie Sheen is a dumbass who has been in some seriously awesome movies. Young Guns, Hot Shots 1 and Part Deux, Major League 1 and 2, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Platoon, Wall Street, Navy SEALs, etc. etc. Sure he hasn’t made a decent movie in over a decade, but who cares? His brother is Emilio Estevez! He has epitomized the lack of coherence and utter disregard for well-being that Hollywood and its absurd outgrowths have perpetuated throughout our fame-obsessed quasi-culture during the last 25 or so years. He has fucked up so many times, and we still love him, a walking metaphor for our forgiving and often hypocritical society. Tip of my three corner hat to you Charlie Sheen, you have constantly bounced back, always with a sexy broad in tow. Here’s to hoping this isn’t your last hurrah.

Ὀδυσσεύς Bombay