My favorite new song . . . and video . . . and boudoir fantasy is Crossfire, the debut solo single from Killers frontman Brandon Flowers. Crossfire the tune blends a New Wave tentativeness with the anthemic crashes of a U2 arena-raiser. There's a bit of the Killers' sin-vs.-salvation Vegas gospel in there, too.
But for as good as the song is, Crossfire the video is a marvel, a fiery, fantastic metaphor for a relationship in which a pained, patient woman continually bails out her flawed, trouble-prone man. Directed by Australian helmsman Nash Edgerton — and having the dazzling look of a wide-screen Spielberg flick — the vid features a ninja-slaying Charlize Theron, all-parts action heroine and exasperated lover, repeatedly saving a tied-up, tortured Flowers from bad guys. The song's coda — and the video's final scene — is so touchingly loaded, I can't stop listening or watching.
Flowers' full solo debut, Flamingo, doesn't drop until Sept. 4, but Crossfire, in song and video form, is available now on iTunes. You can also go to Pop Life online at tampabay.com/blogs/poplife to watch it for free.
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The Long Live Print Playlist
As both a fatalist and an old-schooler, I recoiled in horror — then threw my back out — when I read that Amazon.com is selling more e-books than actual hardcovers these days. Wow. "Sign of the apocalypse" is a phrase that's entirely overused, but hey, when the Armageddon fits . . . Although I enjoy my iPod and my record player with equal adoration — I'm a music snob, but I've learned to adapt — I can honestly say I've never come close to buying an e-book. Heck, I didn't even like books on tape; I harrumphed at my mother every time I opened her car door and was immediately assaulted by Danielle Steel cassettes. When it comes to books or magazines or newspapers, I like the visceral feel of paper in my mitts. I inhale deeply the chemical whiff of ink and glue; I like the rustle, the turn, the fold. Whether it's the St. Petersburg Times or a Hulk comic or The Sun Also Rises, I want to feel my purchase, you know? Herewith, a few songs for the loyal ink-stained wretches:
1 Paperback Writer, the Beatles
2 Turn the Page, Bob Seger
3 Paper & Ink, Tracy Chapman
4 Read 'Em and Weep, Barry Manilow
5 Bookends, Simon & Garfunkel
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A DALY DOSE: RAMBLINGS AND RANTING ON POP CULTURE
Meet Letterman's kids
At the frisky age of 63, David Letterman has entered the rock biz. C.E. Music, a label set up through his Worldwide Pants production company, has loosed its first band upon the world: SoCal's Runner Runner, which excels at harmless, if a little dull, white-boy suburbo-rock. (Think Fall Out Boy if all the ugly members were replaced with the dudes from Twilight.) The quintet's self-titled debut gets its release on Sept. 28. If you can't wait that long, Runner Runner plays the State Theatre in St. Petersburg on Thursday.
Band Name of the Week
Get ready for the electro-pulsing indie-rockness of. . . Jesus Makes the Shotgun Sound. Man, that is the best band name I've heard in a while. And no, I don't think it's sacrilegious at all; it's as if Jesus starred in a buddy-cop movie with Samuel L. Jackson. It celebrates the awesome evil-thwarting powers of the son of God! Jesus Makes the Shotgun Sound, a spacey but engaging quartet from Riverside, Calif., has a new EP out: Damnant Quod Non Intelligunt. I hope they have cool T-shirts, too.