Teen life is tough, as Grease’s Rizzo (Stockard Channing) communicates perfectly in this week’s 200 Sad Songs entry. While life could be worse than it already is, we know it won’t last forever.
This week’s sad march through recording history diverts slightly, as Nirvana’s Serve The Servants bites the hand that feeds them. The dreaded industry.
Nightswimming represents the high water mark of R.E.M, with Michael Stipe leading their ode to inaccessible memories. Number #181 in our 200 Sad Songs.
Long before Stephen King appropriated it, there was but one murderous clown. Si chiama Pagliacci. Welcome to the brutal embrace of Leoncavallo’s bloody masterpiece.
An ode to unrequited love penned by an artist suffering from schizophrenia. Daniel Johnston’s romantic epic is hopeful without holding out hope. Grand work.
Recent study shows listening to hip-hop unlocks creative part of brain, lowers boundaries that say “no”. Do we subscribe to this theory? Yeeeeaaahh, bbbooooyyyeeeee!
Welcome back to #200SadSongs. This week, Aussie rockers Jet take us away from romantic heartbreak and to family tragedy with “Timothy”, the haunting close to their debut album.
You may not know the name, but you’ve definitely heard of him: Ennio Morricone has scored the most iconic films of our time, and today he’s soundtracking your breakfast. Lucky you.
Welcome back to #200SadSongs where this week, the reliable melancholy is replaced with Bananarama’s hyper-coloured upbeat, but all-in-all heartbreaking banger, “I Want You Back”.
The greatest compliment one can pay is Frankie Cosmos’ Anxiety Attack is perhaps not music, but rather an experience of the song title.
Today marks the day the music died, so in tribute, we’ve selected a few of the grandest last performances of genius, prior to them shuffling off this mortal coil.
We spoke to Alon Ilsar, the genius mind pioneering new drumming technology that forgoes the traditional drum kit for the air around us.
The depths of personal trauma, hidden by a jaunty melody; Gilbert O’Sullivan’s “Alone Again (Naturally)” is beautiful in it’s ugliness…and the perfect addition to the 200 Sad Songs series.
With hearts firmly planted on sleeves, Bruce Springsteen’s 2017 tour is a timely gritty reminder of The Boss’ message and enduring talent.
As 200 Sad Songs continues, we see the emo mob has been collectively consigned to the bin. But as the bleeding prose in “Hannah Hold On” teaches us, “emo” doesn’t have to be a dirty word.
200 Sad Songs gets into vague, but ever-relatable heartbreak this week, with The Yeah Yeah Yeahs’ now-classic top ten hit, Maps.
Linked by talent, and ultimately fate, Bessie Smith and Janis Joplin were the very definition of the blues.
This week in #200 Sad Songs, Taylor Dayne teaches us that while the ’90s as an era were bloodied by towering love ballads, not every song was about stopping a large asteroid…
Sparse yet vivid; tragic, albeit beautiful: Eels’ “It’s a Motherfucker” continues the 200 Sad Songs series, providing the come down to our Christmas festivities (soz).
“Merry Christmas”, indeed. We love the celebration, but the soundtrack grinds the proverbial gears when one’s ears meet Jingle Bells for the 40th time. As an alternative, how about you drop these dope beats, muh homie? …I’ll stop.
A list of 200 Sad Songs is a list incomplete without the late, great, tortured and masterful Elliott Smith. Post-breakup hymn “I Better Be Quiet Now” is this week’s pick.