One More Time and More Than You Know
This week from Sam and Josiah.
Wow. Just. Wow. The day has finally arrived. We get to dig in and discuss two brand new songs. What a time to be alive. “One More Time” and “More Than You Know.” So many thoughts. So much to discuss. So much to focus on.
So let’s get into it!
Rod Stewart “One More Time”
Sam: One time I was at a bar in Winnipeg with some friends and we became genuinely convinced Rod Stewart was there. We could not figure it out, it was summer when the city is too hot and the mosquitoes are ungodly and he had no tour dates that would have him anywhere near Manitoba, but this man WAS Rod Stewart. We agreed it was impossible until he left and a server CALLED HIM ROD. For a few minutes we were in a spiritual limbo, wondering if what we can seen could be real, until he drove by the bar in a car with his face and name on the side revealing to us his truth: he’s a real estate agent who looks exactly like Rod Stewart and he’s kind of famous for it. Winnipeg. What a town.
Jos: Okay before I clicked the link I was really hoping it would be my uncle. He’s boomer chic and loves an unbuttoned dress shirt, but he’s got a slick handsomeness that makes him less Rod Stewart-like and more the handsome heartthrob Rod Stewart imagines himself as. He’s also less of a real estate agent and more of a real estate tycoon. He’s lowkey like the king of Winnipeg, which seems like quite a low ceiling to have hit. But I also love imagining my handsome rich ass Winnipeg uncle one day getting into a fight with James Wilt about development or something.
Lewscannon “More Than You Know”
Sam: This is basically every Leonard Cohen song but better, with cooler art and a more playful name. Re-record this with a piano and put it in every emotional sitcom scene from the last two decades and no one would notice except Canadian music journalists who went bald at 12. Lews is letting it all hang out here, but never losing sight of the big juicy hook that the song is built around. Next time I’m missing a girl, I’ll be coming back to this instant classic that is somehow from the year 2022.
Jos: I didn’t click the last one, but my God I’m glad I clicked this. Look at the art! Fuck, this is my dream come true. This is really the exact reason why I even pay my internet bill. Lewscannon, I love you.
Jbizz “One More Time”
Jos: I think the best genre of anything is when people try to make high-production value pop culture using entirely cracked software. I’m almost surprised this song doesn’t have constant, unremovable drops that say like “Audio Matrix 3.0” in a pre-TikTok robo voice. The art, too, makes it seem like Jbizz has died and his 80-yr-old aunty was tasked with designing the funeral invites. But there’s something about this that’s way better than it should be, from the album title Tattoos and Love Notes to lyrics like, “When you left me baby, my heart sunk / Let’s try it one more time, like Daft Punk.”It’s official: Jhizz (me) fucks with Jbizz.
Sam: Jbizz has the goods and he knows it. He doesn’t need flashy graphic design like Lewscannon or a legal copy of Cubase. Oh wow he really snaps in the bridge, eh? We’ve been joking about it but maybe we should restart the podcast just to cover the music of Jbizz and be able to say “Jbizz” a lot.
Best Kept Secret “More Than You Know”
Jos: The low view count and recent upload date had me excited that this was a new band that sounds like this, and not just a new band but a new band who thought it would be clever to call themselves “unorganized crime.” I’m half, or maybe one-third, right. This is an Australian band from 2002 called Best Kept Secret, but unorganized crime is such a funny title for an album. Especially with the quaint and decidedly not hard album art. I should’ve known better. There’s no way someone could have made something that sounds like this in 2021. It’s somehow physically impossible. But if you can unlock it and bring this sound back, you just might save humanity.
Sam: Saw these dudes and expected some Stumble Records “bourbon barber” vibes but what a pleasant surprise. I might just be doing Australian racism but this kind of reminds me of 28 Days, a band that was on a comp I had in middle school that I am sure I have somehow shoehorned into the pod or the newsletter at some point because they were so sick. Jhizz is right. Save the children.
Do we owe you something?
Jos: It’s funny to think about the predicament we are now in. But it’s even funnier to realize it’s not a predicament at all if you just zoom out, even slightly. Yeah, we said we were going to talk about every song, and we did until we ran out of stuff to say. But we also didn’t talk about California the week it came out…. We’ll definitely share our thoughts about these songs at some point, in the newsletter. And maybe, if we stop being stubborn and change our minds and don’t hate each other, we’ll reunite for blink-155 Season 3 at the Vegas dome in 2034. Imagine watching Odi Acoustic on that big ass screen. But we need to let everyone else talk about them right now. I mean look how funny this shit is:
Sam: Do you think we’re popular enough that anyone has had a real life conversation about why we really ended the pod? Like two people debating if we really did start to hate each other or if I was as champagne behind the scenes as we “pretended” I was on mic? I hope so. And I hope to feed those mysteries week after week here until we’re all under the dome together again.
Free every Friday.