Okay. It’s finally happened. I had been despairing– the best part of summer is slipping past, and I hadn’t found my summer jam yet. But then, like a halcyon beacon in the shape of a flying v, it appeared before me:
This is the most desecrating thing I've ever done to Stonehenge
When I’m not listening to this song, I want to be. Not just listening to it, but singing along in falsetto and doing scissor kicks and shaking my ass. I woke up with it in my head this morning and it made me want to jump out of bed and PUNCH! THE! AIR! What is this miracle song, you ask?
Imagine this: you’re walking along, and you stumble upon the burning wreckage of 1984. You are only able to rescue one magnificent, shining moment. You pull out this song.
NOWHERE TO PUT MY LOVE by Big Dipper:
Big Dipper – Nowhere to Put My Love
It has all of the ingredients of a rocking-out piece of art: TWO wicked guitar parts with multiple crazy guitar solos, nigh-indecipherable lyrics (“when you walk through the door, I almost sneeze/pee/bleed”), some guy howling in the background, and the word “love” used as a euphemism for penis. Basically, a masterpiece.
It’s from somewhere between 1990 and 1992, after Big Dipper kind of fell apart. Merge Records recently released it on an anthology of their stuff, and I heard it one day while tooling around on Pandora, of all places. Just one hearing, and I was hooked. I couldn’t really remember how it went, but I knew that I needed to hear it again. And when you need something, it’s like a responsibility. A responsibility that I am now passing on to you.
Tags: big dipper, summer jams, the rock
