Monthly Archives: September 2014
The Greatest Song of All Time of the Week #1
Time for an exciting new feature here at Project Dimmel: The Greatest Song of All Time of the Week. As the title may have led you to believe, this will be a recurring feature wherein at the top of each week I post the Greatest Song of All Time. When fitting, this will be new material that perfectly captures the cultural zeitgeist, but more often than not this will just be whatever scratches me where I happen to itch.
Rest assured all songs featured in The Greatest Song of All Time of the Week have been curated and approved by the Project Dimmel Cultural Committee (the same people that brought you mandatory sentencing for anyone caught wearing sunglasses with a backwards ball cap) and come with the Project Dimmel Diamond Guarantee: Inclusion of any of one of these songs in your music collection offsets at least 5 of the questionable songs in your collection. Say your current collection is a little long on Maroon 5, that’s ok. No need to delete ‘em. Just be sure to lawfully download each week’s Greatest Song of All Time of the Week and by year’s end you will have completely redressed your iPod’s content issues. Heavy into OKGO? That’s cool, no one’s on trial here, but you might want to check back each week and at least give the Greatest Song of All Time a listen or two. Why, if you added them all, you could totally offset having OKGO’s shameful New Order ripoffs in heavy rotation. Counting Crows completist? Jesus, I don’t know what to do in your case, but I don’t think I can help.
For our inaugural GSOATOTW post, we picked an easy one: Web In Front by Archers of Loaf. This one is pretty hard to argue with. The lead track off the band’s debut is punchy, angular, messy, passionate and utterly flawless. In it’s brief 2 minute run time, Web in Front captures the nineties mix of anxiety, tension and longing more perfectly than the entire catalogs of their grunge contemporaries combined. One can easily imagine Black Hole Sun and Smell’s Like Teen Spirit appearing on K-Tel’s “Grooving to the 90’s” Collection 10 years hence, but they’ll fail to include Web in Front and it’s a shame. Archers of Loaf certainly have a dedicated fan base, but this is a perfect song that deserves a much wider audience.
Whether this is new to you or if this is just one that got lost in the wash, enjoy!
It’s Back To Cool Time!
I’ve been out of school for a long time and for whatever reason, “Back To School” season–no matter how much fun and excitement advertisers try to graft on to it–always brings me down. It wasn’t that I didn’t dig school growing up, it was just that I always got hung up on whether or not I had made the most of the fleeting Summer months. I think that’s a pretty common side effect of the Winters here in the upper mid-west, spending five frozen months indoors will do that to a guy.
Thankfully that’s not true for the young members of Project Dimmel. They meet the start of each new school year with aplomb and composure that I could never summon. They get excited about new classes and new supplies and new opportunities and I’m happy for them. It’s just that I like having them around all Summer and this time of year is one long reminder that they’re growing up fast, destined to strike out on their own someday. I can’t keep them with me forever any more than I can hold on to the fading Summer.
If you were up early with your kids this morning, you felt it when you walked outside. It was gorgeous today, don’t get me wrong, but there was a sobering chill to the morning air. Perfect First Day Of School Weather actually, pleasant enough to fill you with hope, yet crisp enough to leave no doubt in your mind that change is coming. Didn’t phaze the kids one bit. They went on to have a great day at school which they breathlessly told me about in granular detail. It makes me think I should stop worrying and learn to love this time of year. I’ve set wonderful little things in motion, and while I do not control them, that’s not really my job. My job is simply to put the right spin on them before I loosen my grip and, like the Summer, watch ’em go go go.
They always come back, after all.
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