March Obsessions was a double header. But unbeknownst to me, there would be another treasure for this blogpost. You see I have had this *totally legal ahem* copy of “I Gotta Feeling (Just Nineteen)” by Eagles of Death Metal for like probably 10-15 years…it’s the only version I’ve ever known. When I sat down to write this post I went “Aha! There is a music video; how neat!” But…the music on the music video was different. I chocked it up to creating the video aesthetic, but my brain couldn’t let it go…why was it so different? All over YouTubes all the versions were this video version, which was distinctly NOT the version I had. After slaving through the interwebs, I found it–what I had was the UK version.
So onwards. This jam is downright grimy. If your task was to take the griminess of being an old-ass dude trying to/succeeding at getting with a barely-legal lady and turning it into music, and this is what you came up with–go ahead and call it a win.
But pedal effects aside, Jesse Hughes’ vocal style on this particular track…they way he half mumbles lyrics and then jumps suddenly into a confident yelp…it’s perfect. It’s the push and pull of tempered desire.
If I’m gonna be completely honest here, I like the UK version better. Sure, the US release it much cleaner sounding, but I would argue that in the process it loses some of its grit.
And so apparently March was a strange, strange month for me because tied for overkill is “Fader” by Temper Trap. Temper Trap’s release Conditions as whole and this subsequent video for “Fader” just screams 2006-2009 in a way that, I think, only people in their youuuthz of that time can deeply understand. Arguably this is an exemplar of the infectious bittersweet alt-pop-rock that just pounds through your head because not-catchy is not an option ala The Killers, Passion Pit, MetroStation, Shiny Toy Guns, Matt and Kim, etc.
Really, the thing that makes this song and all their songs is Dougy Mandagi’s goddamn beautiful voice. The music is, as stated before, catchy as heck…but this band would’ve gone from my memory long ago if not for his siren voice. I really do mean siren, because lord knows I would not keep listening to this saccharine pop rock if not for him lulling me into submission. That’s it. This whole song obsession is just Dougy Mandagi’s vocals. Doesn’t mean it’s not worth it though! *sigh*