Happy Monday, folks! After several days of our upstairs neighbors sounding like they were trying to slam their way through the floor into our bedroom (but probably just redoing their flooring, I think), things have quietened down around here, just in time for the wee lad Donovan to come visit. Here’s a playlist.

1. Queens of the Stone Age, “No One Knows”: Is this the heavy week of songs? ‘Cause this is a pretty heavy song. Kicks some ass. Makes me wish I owned a motorcycle and I could drive it 100 mph down the highway without a helmet on.
2. Godsmack, “Voodoo”: Yeah, it’s the heavy week! They don’t even say the title of the song until near the very end, but that chorus just rocks.
3. Lord Huron, “Bag of Bones”: Okay, so maybe calling this “the heavy week” is a bit of a stretch, since this song is pretty hazy and Americana-y. I do like it a lot, though.
4. Southern Culture on the Skids, “Voodoo Cadillac”: The Regular Joes (Uncle Randy’s old band) used to play this one at their shows, and I’ve always dug it.
5. The Wallflowers, “Move The River”: I know my brother doesn’t really consider the album this is from to really be a real Wallflowers album, what with it really only featuring Jakob Dylan from among all the folks who’ve ever been in the band, but I still like it.
6. Matthew Sweet, “Girlfriend”: I always expect the drums to be a fuller, heavier presence in this song than they are, but it’s still a damn good song.
7. Mike Doughty, “Fort Hood”: Best use of the “Age of Aquarius/Let the Sunshine In” chorus that I’ve ever heard.
8. Jimmy Eat World, “The Middle”: Such a hopeful, upbeat song.
9. Jason Isbell, “24 Frames”: Such a fuckin’ downer. Also, this album came out ten years ago? It feels like it’s always existed, and Isbell just conjured it into the physical realm.
10. They Might Be Giants, “Kiss Me, Son of God”: Hey, I can’t help it if everyone thinks I look like Jesus and mistakes me for His second coming. That’s just a side effect of this beard, man.