This week was a little punchy with Mitchell and Amy getting in the weeds about the mechanics of self-cooling and headbanging. There was surprisingly little harpsichord and waltzes but a wide range of instrumentations. Theremin (maybe) makes an appearance and Amy confuses a vibraphone with a guitar.
In this episode featuring songs about the night life, Mitchell and Amy realize that the Earbuddies are probably not raving as hard as previously thought. Enjoy this collection of thoughtful musing on what happens while we are awake at night (and it is not sipping exctasy).
While Amy tried to make this an all ska all the time episode, this is actually about those brassy, brassy horns (and totally includes saxophones but not flutes). Mitchell, as usual, brings all the knowledge and maybe, just maybe, has legit trumpet roots while not marching in marching band with all the cool kids in high school. Horns, horns, and more horns.
The album opener is the song that just opens up the door to the album and this week is all about those songs. Some songs are just an eclectic choice and some songs set the mood for the entire album. Even though this is a normally quite eclectic podcast, this week really shows off how eclectic the Earbuddies can be.
This week is all about the ladies but in the opposite way as that creepy dude on Instagram who slides into the DMs. This is a celebration of talent and joy and music made for, by, or about women as our way of marking Women’s History Month (which is apparently March much to Amy’s surprise.)
While this is the second time we have covered sad songs, this episode really gets downright emotional. Mitchell breaks in with absolute heartbreak and it is layers upon layers of how to construct a proper sad song from there. Also, Amy audibly unravels, which is a kind of ridiculous weird thing to do.
On this runaway bassline hit parade, there is massive exploration of all the groovy lower end rhythms that carry songs. Seeing as Mitchell and Amy first met because of bass, there is some nostalgia before Amy declares that all bassists have the family name of Butler. This is pretty much a funky wild ride with the slightest amount of music theory.