Do guilty pleasures exist anymore? I feel like it's a "thing" for young hipsters to be ashamed of liking cheesy pop music. But as one gets older, I feel like it's safe to throw off those shackles of caring about what's cool or not anymore. I'm getting another year older next week.
Fact: I bought a CD copy of Michael Jackson's 'Blood on the Dancefloor' (new album/remix collection combo) at Amoeba in San Francisco in 1998...un-ironically. Yeah, I liked it. Sue me. I love that track 'Morphine'; so creepy. "Demerol...Oh God, he's taking Demerol." Michael had issues, clearly.
So great to hear that one of my fave new rock bands (trust me, I don't like a lot of them) Tame Impala has done a cover of the 'BOTDF' (in the know acronym) track 'Stranger in Moscow' and it's a shoegazey, shoegauzey treat. Effects on top of effects. It may be Tame Impala-by-numbers, but it's sweet.
They just missed the creepy ghostly scream at the end of the original track: a kid in an echo-y street screaming 'Michael!'
Tame Impala cover Michael Jackson
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