Tunes Du Jour Presents 2006

If you had to pick one song to sum up 2006, you might reach for Gnarls Barkley’s “Crazy” — a song so omnipresent that year it practically became ambient noise. But that choice would also tell you something true about the year: it was a moment when genuinely strange, interesting ideas were landing at the top of the charts, not just surviving on the margins. Cee Lo Green and Danger Mouse made a song that was simultaneously soulful, psychedelic, and completely radio-friendly, and somehow the world went along with it. That tension — between the weird and the accessible, between art and commerce — runs through a lot of what made 2006 a particularly interesting year in music.

The mainstream pop landscape was, by any measure, stacked. Justin Timberlake’s “My Love,” with its spare Timbaland production and T.I. verse, pointed forward toward the minimalist R&B that would define the next decade. Beyoncé released “Irreplaceable,” a song so well-constructed it barely needs any production to hold your attention. Rihanna was still in her early hitmaking mode with “SOS,” and Nelly Furtado, working with Timbaland, was having a pop renaissance with “Promiscuous.” What’s notable in retrospect is how many of these tracks were built around restraint — the arrangements have room in them, the hooks don’t have to fight to be heard. It’s pop music that trusted the song.

On the rock side of things, the year had an interesting split personality. Arctic Monkeys had exploded out of Sheffield with “I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor,” all nervous energy and sharp elbows, while The Killers’ “When You Were Young” pushed toward something more cinematic and earnest. The Raconteurs gave Jack White a different context to work in, and “Steady, As She Goes” was proof that a riff-first approach still had plenty of life in it. Muse were somewhere in the atmosphere with “Knights of Cydonia,” a song so committed to its own grandiosity that it looped back around to being genuinely exciting. Meanwhile, Band of Horses released “The Funeral,” which occupied a completely different emotional register — slow, aching, and built to last.

Away from the obvious mainstream, 2006 had a lot happening in the spaces between genres. TV on the Radio were making rock music that felt genuinely new with “Wolf Like Me,” while Hot Chip and Junior Boys were finding the emotional depth available in electronic pop. The Knife’s “Silent Shout” was something else entirely — icy, theatrical, and slightly unsettling in the best way. Camera Obscura offered a gentler alternative with “Lloyd, I’m Ready to be Heartbroken,” a song that wore its Lloyd Cole reference as a badge of honor, and The Pipettes were busy making sharp, witty girl-group pop that felt both nostalgic and pointed. Hip-hop, meanwhile, was getting some of its most creatively ambitious work from Kanye West (“Touch the Sky”) and Lupe Fiasco, whose “Kick, Push” used skateboarding as a fully realized metaphor for outsider identity without ever feeling forced.

There were also moments in 2006 that went beyond music into something more like public conversation. The Chicks released “Not Ready to Make Nice,” a direct response to the backlash they’d faced since 2003, and the fact that it became a hit felt genuinely significant — a mainstream country-adjacent audience giving space to a song about refusing to apologize. Cat Power’s “The Greatest” was quieter but no less affecting, a meditation on loss and missed potential delivered with a stillness that made it hit harder. Morrissey was still being Morrissey (“You Have Killed Me”), which is either a comfort or an irritant depending on your history with the man. What holds all of this together isn’t a single sound or movement — it’s more that 2006 was a year when music across a lot of different genres was being made by people who seemed to be thinking carefully about what they were doing, and the results have held up.

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It’s Danger Mouse’s Birthday And I Need To Dance!

About Bill Cosby, rapper A$AP Rocky recently said, “He did so much positive things leading up to one thing, which he was convicted of being innocent for, by the way.” First off, it’s so many positive things, not so much. Secondly, it’s for which he was convicted of being innocent. Thirdly, one gets convicted of being innocent? No wonder our nation’s jails are overcrowded. Go on, $AP. “All you remember is the 56 woman and all that kind of shit.” Yes, all that kind of serial rapist shit. Nobody remembers he introduced the world to Fat Albert and Raven Symone. Just rape rape rape and more rape. Oh, sorry. I interrupted this genius again. Back to you A$$. “I’m not his lawyer, but I do know he’s innocent.” And even if he is guilty, “All we know is that he was accused, he allegedly raped however many woman he raped, which, you got, it’s so much issues in the world, you know I’m saying?” I know what you’re saying! There are so many issues in the world, so why spend any time on one of the issues in the world, that being the issue of crime?

I expected better from the guy who rapped “I be fuckin’ broads like I be fuckin’ bored / Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin’ boys, beast” and “I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth/ Next time I see her might curse the bitch out/ Kicked the bitch out once cause she bitched out/ Spit my kids out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce.” It turns out he’s not as intelligent, articulate and thoughtful as those lyrics make him out to be.

The only time I ever bought the “clean” version over the “explicit” version of a song is when I got A$AP Rocky’s “F**kin’ Problems,” from which the dyke bitch lyric is taken. The beat is great, but the lyrics are so over-the-top misogynist, and that’s saying a lot for a genre in which far too many lyrics are extremely misogynist.

Rocky is a talented guy, albeit one with a vile attitude toward women. Usually I can separate the person from the art. I love the movie Chinatown, even though its director, Roman Polanski, pled guilty to statutory rape. I love the Ronettes’ “Be My Baby” and the Righteous Brothers’ “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling,” even though the producer of those records, Phil Spector, is presently serving time for second degree murder. I love Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines,” even though he’s Robin Thicke. I don’t know what I’ll do if Chris Brown ever releases a halfway decent song. Good things the odds of that ever happening are mighty slim.

I’m not defending these artists. Being a monster and being talented are not mutually exclusive. Sometimes I can listen to or watch the art and not think about the crimes allegedly committed. Is that wrong? If it is, that’s my f**kin’ problem.

CeeLo Green gave us the great “Fuck You” in 2010. In 2012, Green was accused by a woman of drugging and sexually assaulting her. CeeLo’s attorney said the sex was consensual, with the singer tweeting “If someone is passed out they’re not even WITH you consciously, so WITH Implies consent. People who have really been raped REMEMBER!!!” Fuck you.

I still listen to Green’s “Fuck You,” but I don’t set out to listen to his newer music. In part it’s because of his attitude. Even if he didn’t drug and or rape this woman, I read his tweets about rape and think “Does that make him crazy? Probably.” To be honest, I also don’t listen to his newer music because it sucks. Everything the man has done since “Fuck You” is pretty bad. Did you hear his song “Robin Williams” from last year? It’s shit. I’m not saying I’m glad he died, but the actor is lucky he never had to hear it.

So I’ll listen to “Fuck You” and I’ll listen to “Crazy,” the worldwide smash he had as one-half of Gnarls Barkley. The other half of the duo, Brian Burton, professionally known as Danger Mouse,” celebrates his 39th birthday today. Tunes du Jour kicks off its weekly dance party with Gnarls Barkley’s “Crazy.” Will I be celebrating when CeeLo’s birthday comes around? Maybe by singing “Fuck You.”


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