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the modern misery

inner discord
out er  pass ivity
and a toxic restlessness
that grows like mold
in the space between

pushed feet first into a world of feckless specters
pinned breathless beneath the rosy lips of nostalgia
back against the cold concrete boot of progress

begging relief of this brilliant world
which glitters like 
broken glass on hot asphalt. 



    That thing where

                        I could get exactly what I
                                                 want, if only I could 


     It could all be good
                             If I just could

                                                           of this 
                                                                    stranglehold on certainty


                                                release the

                         >--   I    R    O    N       G    R    I    P -->

                                         & let specifics bleed.

      Blurry novelty--

                             a foil.

                                  Not to oldness,
                                                     but to                                                                                         




I've been on the run since the first of this month and haven't had a single sedentary moment. Here I finally am, 18 days later: in Texas seeking sweet air conditioned respite from the hellacious weather in my sister's apartment.

As a music lover though, no matter how busy I become, I'm constantly looking into any recommendations I'm given, influences to artists I love, and perusing the auditory annals of the internet for new dope shit. I heard the Warpaint cover of "The Chauffeur" a few months ago when searching on Spotify for the original, which is my favorite Duran Duran song. I considered for a moment, whether it was even fair to press play, considering the heavenly esteem in which I hold this track. It is a perfect combination of eerie, sexy, and melodic. It seems that the stronger connection I have with either the song being covered or the covering band, the more doomed my listening experience will be. I steeled myself for disappointment and I pressed play.....


The Chauffeur by Duran Duran
Track off the album Rio, released in 1982 on Capitol's Harvest Records

As Duran Duran legend has it, Simon Le Bon showed up to his audition for the band in 1980 with a book of poetry containing this song (and many of their other early hits) in poem form. Founding member Nick Rhodes reportedly decided Le Bon was perfect for the group before even hearing him sing simply based on his fabulous outfit: a brown suede jacket and hot pink-leopard print pants

 Tension builds from the first celestial notes and carries throughout nearly five minutes of articulate lyricism and throbbing bass drums. The overall effect is an alternately approaching and receding textural melee, somehow both spare and unexpected, which stimulates the sharp edges of the consciousness and also the visceral fray of the primal instincts. The lyrics are inaccessible and voyeuristic and the vocals fluctuate between polished reserve and a raw yelping wail. 

Clearly, I love this fucking song and should not have ventured into the world of covers....


A track from the Duran Duran tribute album Making Patterns Rhyme which was released July 15 on Manimal records.

I'm sorry if I misled you into thinking I was going to say I was surprised, because I was definitely still disappointed, BUT surprisingly I was less disappointed that I thought I would be.

I love Warpaint // just like the rest of the internet, but this issue fell short for me. The texture--a breathy ethereal vibe inflated to dreamy heights by architectural, echoing drum beats--mimics the original but never really allows the tension of the song to truly build or break. The result is more trance-y background music than ticking time bomb. As the months have passed since my first listen, I've been able to appreciate this version as it's own song. It's a good listen, although it neither imitates nor departs from the original drastically enough to really satisfy this listener. Moby's Rio cover does more for me.


I'm still a fan of the Deftones version, from B-Sides & Rarities released on Maverick Records in 2005. This version does more to capture the emotions I love from Le Bon and crew, while still departing instrumentally from the electronic heavy original. I love the distorted, grating guitar and full drum sounds. 

Neither version ever does real justice to Le Bon's ocarina (!!!!!!) solo at the end--A fact I'm forced to chalk up to the white magic of the 80's that will, for now, remain unrivaled.