Here are three songs I'm playing and liking a lot lately:"Music Box" by Regina Spektor – Ms. Spektor hasn't exactly been the Ambassador of Musicianship and Artistic Integrity lately (the radio-rehash and creepily narcissistic video companion to "Better", the soundtrack spotting of "That Time" in the Colin Farrell vehicle "In Bruges"), but sometimes she can sell out with the best of them, as evidenced with "Music Box", a wholly noncommercial song that turned into a JC Penny commercial spot for Fall fashions. Regina is a classically trained pianist, yet she leans heavily on funky time signatures, vocal eccentricities and what I'm sure old people would deem "quirky" lyrics. She's so punk rock.
"Supersonic" by Oasis – How easily we all forget that Oasis debuted with Definitely Maybe in 1994 and made The Beatles look like four lily English dudes who liked to hold hands and hang out with mystical gurus. "Supersonic" is everything that made Oasis great; Liam Gallagher tosses off sardonic lyrics stinking of nonchalance and a general refusal to commit to anything, while the boys chug along, fuzzed out and turned up. Grizzle be damned, this is good stuff.
"In Fact" by Gregory and The Hawk – I don't know hardly a damn thing about G and The H, and that's the way I like it. As far as I can tell, it's a girl playing an acoustic guitar and the noises that come out are pretty. "In Fact" is an unassuming adventure into whimsical fancy, clocking in at slightly over two minutes long. It opens with "Step one, light me on fire." Don't you want to know more?! Is there a step two?! Did anyone get hurt?!
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