morning, amigos! thanks for all the warm wishes and such. tis truly appreciated. sadly, my time to enjoy the wee child was short lived because i had to be back at work this weekend. my company doesnt offer any kind of paid maternity leave, for dads. to be fair, i could take unpaid leave or use vacation time, but neither of those options sound appealing at this point. btw, my company stresses family first. yeah… but again, thanks.
let me preface this by stating that i have seen two burlesque shows in my lifetime and neither of which left me feeling anything other than a tingling in the nether regions. so, can someone explain to me the appeal or all the critical praise for dita von whatevertherest is? i have seen some of her performances and calling them “amazing,” as some have, seems a wee bit of an overstatement. the latest i saw was a brief clip of her performing topless in a champagne glass with an ever classy cointreau logo draped in back of her, which, again, caused a shit load of b to c list celebs to gush over her like a squirt flick. until i get such praise for rubbing my junk in a vat of newcastle i will fail to recognize her to be nothing more than a chick that likes to show her tits a lot, as nice as they are.
more in depth posting will resume, tomorrow. in the mean time…
here is what i think is the last known nirvana recording which is commonly referred to as roma, which took place on 2.22.94.
thanks everyone for the well wishes and such. so, last night at about 2.30 am lily marie was born. everyone is doing just fine. its amazing how much you forget between child one and child two. both of us were acting like we have never done this shit before, but mac was born 3.5 years ago and its all such a blur now. until later…
mogwai seems kind of appropriate for tonight. so, here is a 3.11.98 fm broadcast.
this kid couldnt wait just a couple freakin days. not much going on just those lovely contractions that all the ladies rave about. i seriously was ill prepared for this day but i am happy its upon us. so, wish us well if you will. by this time tomorrow we should have a new addition to the family. god bless technology, wi-fi in a hospital.
here is one of my favorite shows, pavement live at e-werk, cologne, germany on june 26, 1995.
hola, compadres. cómo el infierno hacen todos? mí? soy justo multa. estamos en la última recta para el número de bebé dos y permitimos que mí digale yo no más podría ser emocionado a volver en pañales jodidas cambiantes y tan. cualquier…
tengo tan material mucho más nuevo para hablar de pero absolutamente no energía en este punto. aquí está así, una grabación encantadora de luna de kil de sol vive @ el gran teatro de variedades norteamericano en 3.31.04.
in english, i am just noticing that the track listing and subsequent tagging is fucked up. not the whole thing but starting at trailways. apologize in advance and much too lazy to fix it now….
if i had to create a tree of musical influence, gary louris would be at the upper echelons of said tree. its easy to forget the web of influence that he and the jayhawk’s have woven over countless of bands since the late 80’s. i say it’s easy only because a lot of folks continually point to tupelo as the primary point of influence on the “alt country” crowd. regardless of who points to who, there is no denying louris’ place in history.
his first solo record, vagabonds, is without a doubt one of his finest hours. not to take anything away from his later works, but this is definitely his best outpouring both lyrically and musically in at least 10 years. the crowes’ chris robinson produced the affair and brings a little bit of his bands’ southern flair and soul to the mix. the album also features backup vocals from the laurel canyon family choir, which is made up of susanna hoffs, jenny lewis and the chapin sisters amongst others. the addition of the backup singers, sprinkled throughout the record, add a new dimension to louris songs, mostly that southern flair i mentioned earlier. definitely going to be one of my favorites of the year.
top o’ the morning, y’all. here is a lovely ugly casanova performance on 7.2.02 @ the mercury in austin. for those that may not be aware, ugly casanova is isaac brock of modest mouse. his sharpen your teeth, imo, is on par with some of the best modest mouse records, most notably lonesome crowded west and the moon and anarctica.
some time between 1990 and 1993 the men of urge overkill figured out the ingredients to graduate from making decent to good records, to making classic rock records - see saturation and enter the dragon. i got into them during the supersonic storybook days, and at very least, thought it was a pretty good record. still not something i listened to a hell of a lot but pulled it out from time to time primarily to listen to “the kids are insane” and “the candidate.” when saturation was released i was completely blown away. it was a huge record, just waiting to be blasted through the hallowed halls of your local arena. where saturation sounds like a band on the verge of superstardom, enter the dragon are the sounds of a band thats road and life weary, having barely made it through fully intact. which may have been a bit prophetic considering that was 13 years ago and there’s no new urge record in sight.
here they are at the metro in june of 93. its a fm broadcast, btw.
