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Post by Mighty Jack on Apr 22, 2009 2:25:55 GMT -5
You ever had a song freak you out?
I'm listening to the Red Krayola's "Hurricane Fighter Plane" and the damned thing makes me feel ill at ease. It's like the music equivalent to Eraserhead.
Maybe it's that 3 note bass (?) line that repeats over and over. Or the static and off key arraignment. The song weirds me out, but I can't stop listening to it. I love it even though it makes me feel... off.
Anyone ever have that happen to them?
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Post by Trumpy's Magic Snout on Apr 22, 2009 14:26:34 GMT -5
Great chunks of Aphex Twin's Selected Ambient Works Volume II totally freaks me out, especially if I'm listening to it while trying to get to sleep. The album's meant to be about the different dream stages so some of it's nightmareish although there are a great number of beautiful works too. The way it sounds and the repetition is just unsettling.
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Post by Emperor Cupcake on Apr 22, 2009 22:11:57 GMT -5
You ever had a song freak you out? I'm listening to the Red Krayola's "Hurricane Fighter Plane" and the damned thing makes me feel ill at ease. It's like the music equivalent to Eraserhead. Maybe it's that 3 note bass (?) line that repeats over and over. Or the static and off key arraignment. The song weirds me out, but I can't stop listening to it. I love it even though it makes me feel... off. Anyone ever have that happen to them? Alien Sex Fiend did quite a good cover of that Red Krayola song, IMHO. I love it. I've always been freaked out (in a good way) by "Venus In Furs" by the Velvet Underground. I think it's that spooky drone. It's one of my favorite songs ever; I love music that makes me feel sort of uncomfortable. |
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Post by Don Quixote on Apr 23, 2009 0:54:06 GMT -5
"Who Wants to Live Forever" by Queen.
But there's a story behind it. It's not the song that specifically freaks me out, it's the memories it dredges up. One year in college, I was living in a suite with three other guys. One guy dropped out about a week into the semester, and so one of my suitemates (a really nice guy, by the way) got a two-person college room (about the size of a one-person room anywhere else) to himself. I got stuck with Stinky Dave. Stinky Dave loved "Who Wants to Live Forever" and often got really emotional (I couldn't tell if he was getting weepy or not) whilst listening to it. Stinky Dave showered once a week. Stinky Dave left opened cans of Spaghetti-Os, Beefaroni, and various other canned foods out until they became furry. Stinky Dave threw the tissues he blew his nose with on the floor after he was finished with them. Stinky Dave never went to class or went out, and spent the entire semester watching pirated DS9 episodes on his computer. Stinky Dave had a girlfriend with whom he loved to make love while I was still awake. Stinky Dave left opened beer and whiskey bottles everywhere. Stinky Dave left used prophylactics on the damned floor. Stinky Dave never wanted the windows open or the shades drawn, so the stench had nowhere to go. And when Stinky Dave failed out at the end of the semester, Stinky Dave never bothered cleaning up after himself. He just took his stuff and motored. That meant that DQ had to clean up all that stuff. DQ spent three days cleaning his side of the room, and after a proper de-lousing, mopping, sweeping, ventilating and dousing with Lysol spray, I pushed the beds together, and enjoyed my newly cleaned room, and my newly giant bed.
But wait, there's more.
I get an IM from him about a year later... maybe two... turns out he's a drag queen in his old home town now, and he periodically sends me pictures of him in drag when he's drunk. He's not convincing at all. It's horrifying.
And so, when those strains ring out from the radio, all that horribleness comes flooding back... and I want to claw my brain out rather than think of him in drag any more. But the scars run too deep. I don't think I'll ever get over it. In fact, telling this story is making me have horrible flashbacks, so I'm going to go drown my sorrows in sleep. And attempt not to have horrible Dave-in-drag nightmares.
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Post by Mighty Jack on Apr 23, 2009 4:15:06 GMT -5
Great chunks of Aphex Twin's Selected Ambient Works Volume II totally freaks me out, especially if I'm listening to it while trying to get to sleep. The album's meant to be about the different dream stages so some of it's nightmareish although there are a great number of beautiful works too. The way it sounds and the repetition is just unsettling. That was unsettling, and the perfect companion to Hieronymus Bosch The thing with these songs is how they get into your head. Even when I'm not listening to it (Krayola), I can hear it. That droning bass, "boom boom boom... boom boom boom... boom boom boom". I think that's why Earserhead came to mind, as I had nightmares for days just about the crying baby. Couldn't get that sound out of my head. |
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Post by silvermorgan on Apr 24, 2009 22:30:42 GMT -5
Ride It, My Pony by Ginuwine. Ick.
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Post by Satchmo on May 4, 2009 23:28:57 GMT -5
I used to think that Herbie Hancock's 1970 reworking of Watermelon Man for the album Head Hunters sounded like super-creepy circus music. Now I can't get enough of it.
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Post by Smalley on Jul 3, 2009 23:00:44 GMT -5
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Post by Phantom Engineer on Jul 8, 2009 12:13:52 GMT -5
This is a little off topic but Judy Garland creeps me out. Which hasn't been much of a factor in my life as she is quite far removed from my musical influence but anytime I've seen her on TV or even heard her sing she just creeps me out. She's barely tolerable in The Wizard Of Oz but the latter Judy is just kind of a monster to me. Yeah, Liza too.
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Post by stevehadcrackers on Jul 8, 2009 17:05:42 GMT -5
That song that goes, "They're coming to take me away, haha, to the funny farm, where life is beautiful all the time..." scared the living hell out of me as a kid. I haven't heard it in years, but damn if it wasn't unsettling as all get out to a young me.
I was terrified of "Thriller" as a youngster because I always equated the song with the video, which I'm sure haunted the childhood of more than one kid. Thus, I was frightened of Michael Jackson, and my cousin used to tease me by telling me that Michael Jackson was coming to my hometown to do a concert. Given the events of late, this little anecdote is not only relevent, but in poor taste!
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Post by Trumpy's Magic Snout on Jul 8, 2009 17:53:56 GMT -5
Many, many things by The Residents. They've created this grotty world for themselves and listening to them involves entering it. Burn My Bones off of Animal Lover is pretty disturbing, it's really similar to that Celtic Frost song, but the one that makes me most uncomfortable out of their whole catalogue is Brown Cow from Tweedles!. The album's really a narrative and this "chapter" is truly horrible and makes me deeply uncomfortable every time I hear it. The whole album's quite disturbing actually, but this song in particular stands out.
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Post by Hoss Ragen on Jul 9, 2009 8:32:07 GMT -5
Almost every song on this Vangelis created psychedelic progressive rock LP based on the book of Revelation. It's a trip to listen to: tape loop and multi-track effects, completely over-the-top moments such as Irene Papas simulating having an orgasm (which gets a little annoying after a while, in my opinion) and loud, head-crushing music.  This too...  |
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Post by ohfurlinedbra on Jul 12, 2009 2:52:36 GMT -5
Many, many things by The Residents. They've created this grotty world for themselves and listening to them involves entering it. Burn My Bones off of Animal Lover is pretty disturbing, it's really similar to that Celtic Frost song, but the one that makes me most uncomfortable out of their whole catalogue is Brown Cow from Tweedles!. The album's really a narrative and this "chapter" is truly horrible and makes me deeply uncomfortable every time I hear it. The whole album's quite disturbing actually, but this song in particular stands out. Yes, thank you for making me relive the first time I ever listened to The Residents. (That's sarcasm, by the way! NIGHTMARE FUEL!!!) It wasn't this song, and I don't remember what song or album it was, but it was unmistakably them. I do appreciate their psychotic flavor, but I just don't know if I can handle listening to them on a regular basis. Listening to the evil, maniacal laughter at the end of that Residents' song reminded me of a few songs that surely warped my fragile mind beyond repair when I was young. Here's the number one song for me in that category. "Mother" by The Police, on the album "Synchronicity." Wow, what a mindf*** that song still is to this day! Particularly because it is the biggest sore thumb on any album I've ever heard! I vividly remember the moment I first listened to it. I was 7 and I was at my Grandma's for Christmas. When I unwrapped it, I was sooooo excited that I tore open the box and slapped that thing in my Walkman as fast as I could! When I got to that song, I wasn't sure if I was still listening to the same album! "Is this Sting in a mental hospital?!" I thought to myself. I had trouble sleeping that night, because the laughing part got stuck in my head! However, to this day and even back then a part of me was thrilled and fascinated by that damn song. Not that I played it over and over or anything, but when it was on I never skipped over it. Maybe it was an odd rebellion of sorts when I was younger, because if my parents had heard that song, not only would they have taken the tape away, they would have ceremonially burned it in the presence of a minister! They had a problem with just the album cover because it had a SKULL on it! HA!!! Yeah, I was kind of sheltered as a kid. |
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