Clam Jam #18: The Power of the Remix

So I'm heading off to New Orleans tomorrow for work, like a big girl. What better song title for a NOLA trip than "Heat and Hot Water"? Is that actually a total non-sequitur? Whatevs. It makes sense to me.

Here's the band ARMS performing the OG version in the studio (chosen so that once in a while these things can actually be videos, and not just a stagnant picture of a cat or something.)



Alright, so it's a song. It has some good points, some personality, a little build up. The guy's voice could be stronger, which it is in the actual mastered version. (Here, if you care for some reason.)

BUT... the Birds & Batteries Remix! It's so great. It's like wait... OG version? Who are you? Get out of my ears and make way for this:

Another Amazing Thing I Now Own

All of this purchase bragging is getting ridiculous. Am I becoming a hauler? Could I somehow be like the Fowlers? (Note: these ladies are great people to love loathing on the internet.)

Whatever, I don't care. Becuase in addition to my AMAZING bouncy ball, I have just purchased an EVEN MORE AMAZING TIMES TEN jacket, and it deserves great amounts of jaw dropping recognition. Behold:


Is it almost enough to overtake THE COAT in its awesomeness?


Join our Town Hall debate Saturday, May 14th to voice your opinion. It's actually on twitter. It's a town hall twibate. #koolkidskoatz


Um, for those of you who clicked the Fowler link and watched the video:
a. "Gimme, gimme. Buy, buy."
b. I hope this jacket helps awkard, choke collar-wearing tweens "understand what they would want more."

Ok PEACE I'm about to go hit the streetz with this thing on and blow everyone's minds.

Clam Jam #17

Sometimes you just gotta get your head out of the city game, you know? This song. It makes it happen. It's almost like I'm not spending my entire life at work, and instead I'm just driving down winding, sunny roads, off to sit on a porch and play music and drink beer out of cans, and maybe later on put my toes in fresh, running water somewhere. Oh, high school summers. I want you so bad. Jesse Woods makes me think meaningfully about the leaves and clouds passing over my head as I'm walking through the concrete jungle every morning. And I sincerely appreciate him for that.