
there is no sweeter voice in all of music than the one owned by mary lou lord. even with all her voice’s sweetness there is a hint of sadness in just about every song she sings. i guess thats why i really connect with her and her choices of songs she covers, because even the greatest moments in ones life are filled with a little bit of melancholy.
she doesnt write too many songs, but the ones she has are pretty solid - see what was supposed to be a breakout record, got no shadow for proof. the songs she covers are grade A and often will include the works of springsteen, elliot smith, teenage fanclub, richard thompson, and her favorite go to guy, the much unappreciated nick solomon aka the bevis frond. i cant stress enough the awesomeness of nick saloman and his work. unfortunately, his records can be hard to come by but they are well worth the hunt.
for those that are not up on the history of miss lord, please check out her wikipedia page and if you are feeling up to it here is some info on mr saloman.
here is mary lou performing at the first act guitar studio in boston on 9.9.05
1. intro
2. western union desperate
3. flood warning
4. its a wonderful life
5. the wind blew all around me
6. stars burn out
7. he’d be diamond
8. forty-three
9. my own worst enemy
10. bewitching me
thanks to the original taper.

sometime in 92 i walked into my local record shop, the long since outta business, red tower records in orland park, il. i was probably in there at least 4 times a week, so i had a bit of a relationship with the folks that worked there. it was one of my main sources for new music, plus i had nothing much to do and there were worse places to spend my days and monies. this particular day the staff was fawning over kyuss’ blues for the red sun. even as cool as i thought blues for the red sun i really didnt “get it” until many years later. so, after a few listens, the tape, do they even sell tapes anymore, sat there in a box for a few years without nary a listen. it wasnt until i was preparing for a big move that i re-discovered blues. in typical fashion, i got sidetracked from my packing duties and started listening to stuff that i had not listened to in years. most was crap, but blues hit me like a ton of bricks. from that moment on, i was on josh homme and companies dick like white on rice. although, i was not to impressed with the queens lullabies to paralyze.
here is the long outta print desert sessions vol 1-2. if you are not familiar with the desert sessions check this page out. it was supposed to be reprinted a year ago, but nothing has surfaced since. typically this desert session collection goes for like 75 bucks on ebay, which is a bit outrageous.
1. preaching
2. girl boy tom
3. monkey in the middle
4. girl boy tom
5. cowards way out
6. robotic lunch
7. johnny the boy
8. screamin eagle
9. cake (who shit on the ?)
10. mans ruin preach
i got my hands on a copy of superimposers’ 2006 release missing, which is pretty darn good. as it turns out, according to their myspace page this release was not released with their blessing. if you read the disclaimer blog posting on their page the record was released under their name but most of the stuff is demos and was even worked on by other artists. in any event, the stuff is pretty cool - think avalanches mixed with a 60’s acid trip.
dont letcha
eye of the beholder


if any company wants to send a wii my direction for a full, hardcore week long review, please feel free to contact me. unfortunately, i wasnt invited to participate in the zune/your favorite blogger festivities but thats cool the wii is where its at. i look forward to not hearing from you.
i dont got much time to get into a whole bunch of stuff today but here is a bunch of stuff from various artists that i deem worthy to grace these pages. i have a pretty cool public enemy show that i am going to be posting either tonite or tomorrow. until then…
jeremy warmsley
dirty blue jeans
i promise
the inner banks
acoustic
glittering sky
siberia
scott solter plays pattern is movement
witkin dub
maple
outrageous cherry
memphis stereo
paranoid world

thats right people the mcrib is back in glorious fashion! ?everything you loved about the old mcrib is present in its current incarnation. ?hey why mess with perfection? ?kudos to? mcdonalds for achieving something that i didnt think was possible. ?they have carefully crafted the mcrib to taste absolutely no meat product that i am aware of. ?even with the mcrib tasting nothing like meat, its still a meal that should be worshipped in all its no identifiable food group glory.
in honor of the return of the mcrib here is pavement at the reading festival on august 26, 1994.
1. grounded
2. silence kit
3. summer babe
4. black out
5. fight this generation
6. cut yr hair
sometime in 92 my view of women in rock went from one of pure indifference to unabashed rock hard cockery. the change of the starchiness in my lower extreminties was all due to miss polly jean harvey’s monumental debut, dry. dry was pure aural sex to me. it was everything i never knew i wanted out of a record. this was like nailin some chick that might not have bathed in a week, but still wanted you to do the deed - if you comprende? it was/is dirty and dangerous. on the flipside, liz’s exile, released a year later, was like your high school girlfriend, a lot of talk but very little action. dry was and is everything that exile is not, pure raw passion which very few records can touch.
i have only seen pj once and that was many moons ago, but i remember that for a woman that is quite small she sure as hell gives off a persona and presence that is greater than her stature.
here she is live in cologne, germany on april 29, 1995.
1. the dancer
2. one time too many
3. meet ze monsta
4. working for the man
5. dress
6. teclo
7. c’mon billy
8. down by the water
9. hook
10. harder
11. naked cousin
12. driving
13. 50 foot queenie
14. legs
15. long snake moan
16. goodnight

i stole this photo from engadget, which as i have stated before is the best site, technology or otherwise on the net. one of the many things that i love about engadget is that the staffs collective writing style is very conversational, and they dont get too technical just to prove they can - see boring as hell and really quite pompus. the past weeks visits to engadget have ben a bit painful though. with all the ps3, wii and zune it made me realize that my pocketbook doesnt match my technological aspirations/wants. regarding the zune, i dont want one but i still would love to play with it. i found this tid bit of information pretty funny. in order to install the zune you must register it first - which is totally insane if you ask me. i dont believe that apple requires this, do they? apparently, a zune was purchased a couple of days early at some mega retailer and when they went to install it they kept getting errors. as it turns out in order to install the software it must connect to the zune servers/database which are not up yet because the zune has yet to be officially released. i think that its a fair assumption that the zune is going to bomb.
my wife and i have been together for almost 9 years, and in that time there has not been a week that has gone by that i have not listened to a pavement record in her presence. it has not been until recently that she has finally started sharing my love, of pavement that is. dont know what the hell changed in her brain, but damn bitches be crazy.
this can now be found here
here is a pavement bbc radio show from 99
1. the hexx
2. you are the light
3. here
4. cream of gold
5. ann dont cry
6. stereo
7. father to a sister of thought
8. carrot rope
9. cut your hair
10. trigger cut
11. shady lane
ok, here is a question i am posing to your dear person(s) i have heard some rumblings that its a pain in the ass to download each individual track especially when a post contains more than 10 tracks.? would you prefer that i provide a link to a .rar file that contains all the tracks? keep in mind that i am fairly lazy, so maybe what i will do then is only provide a couple of track direct links, but the also provide the .rar file. let me know if you care.