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I'll probably get a good smackdown for this one, but...Tweedy and the Grateful Dead, or whatever's left of them.

I started with High Low and in Between and found it a bit too "gospel-y" at first, but now I love it. Fat Possum recently released a bunch of his albums, so they should be pretty easy to find now, if they weren't before.

Stereogum had something about this the other day. Don't know if they had the MP3 or not -- the site doesn't load great for me or I'd check.

I've never seen either one, but I'd go with Ryan Adams (I can't. It's sold out here.) because the sound of Conor Oberst's voice makes me want to ram knitting needles in my ears.

 

I'm trying, though, to find at least one Bright Eyes song I like.

I haven't had one in a while, knock on wood, but my triggers tend to be anything highly perfumed. And alcohol, which isn't a problem, really, given I'm not much of a drinker in the first place.

 

Sometimes my eyesight gets a little weird for a few minutes, sometimes i get a little numbness on my left side, almost always start dropping words.

 

Yeah, the first time that happened, I was convinced I was having a stroke. I get this odd, "Alice in Wonderland" kind of feeling where I'm too big, or everything around me is too small. And I start talking -- a lot. (I sometimes don't remember this.)

 

If I knew the headache wasn't coming, I'd almost enjoy the trippy-ness of it.

I have the song from the Paste sampler on repeat, and listened to a few more on Last FM. Does anyone else hear a bit of a Modern Lovers influence?

I'm really digging Easy Tiger. "Tears Of Gold" is my favorite track right now..

 

I haven't listened to Easy Tiger much. It's sounding a bit "adult-contempo" so far.

 

I don't hate Ryan Adams, actually I like a lot of his stuff, but it tends to be on a song-by-song basis. Other than Heartbreaker and most of Gold, his records are too inconsistent. What I like, I really like, though.

Just get some Gram Parsons.

 

i'd be fine if this one was "more about the hooks, melodies, and grooves", but the hooks just ain't there other than 2-3 songs...

 

while the album as a whole isn't awful, there ARE definitely some truly awful songs on the album, that's for certain.

 

as for the new NP's, Twin Cinema was, and still is, easily my least fave NP record, the new one is way way better, but still their 3rd best

 

I don't mind the hooks are grooves (I like them, actually), but the songwriting is decidedly weaker than I'd expect. Still, I don''t think Under the Blacklight is anything as terrible as some of the reviews make it out to be. (I don't read Pitchfork, so no love loss there.)

This is what my Last FM charts are telling me:

 

1. Rilo Kiley - More Adventurous

2. Neko Case - Fox Confessor Brings the Flood

3. Joanna Newsom - The Milk-Eyed Mender

4. Big Star - Third/Sister Lovers

5. X-Ray Spex - Germfree Adolescents

 

I wish I could be one of the cool kids and get the playlist in my sig, line like this:

 

Blogger, right?

 

What browser are you using? I've had Firefox "eat code" before.

So totally unreal, guys. My thoughts out to you in the Twin Cities.

Slightly overweight girls need sex also

Send your note and desires

Means of contact P.O. Box 8941

 

Baby you have been along

I'll read another

As soon as it comes around

 

Feeling pressure?

Call Lovelines

 

JD if you need a fishing partner

please let me know

Visitors welcome instruction

5 generation mess you give for naught

 

Hey Ellen

Mark says hi

Tom what else can I say

I love you very much

I'm glad we're together

miss you a lot

Love kitten

 

Ooh yeah ooh yeah Kitten

Ooh yeah ooh yeah

 

Lurkin' lizards lyin' in the tanners (?)

under an oral fix

waiting for the return of the crawling kingsnake

John Lee

 

okay

grin & bear it

 

Fantasy Phone Swingers' Hotline

Pure silk, pure seduction

G-strings in petal pink

Hell

 

Attract some women

scientific formulated

spray the conductive male hormone

work turn the lights off

 

ooh baby, let's turn a page

 

Person-to-person

And it's all a bunch of shit

 

Wednesday, October 13th, 1982

volume 4, number 79

I second (or third or whatever) the Andrew Bird album. Patti Smith's new one was okay, but some of her choices are suspect, the say the least. (Tears for Fears? Er, all right.)

 

Rachel Sweet's Fool Around has just gotten a long overdue re-issue. John Doe has a new one out, but I've yet to hear it. I was kind of digging the new Apples in Stereo for a while; needs a few more spins, though.

Willie Nelson - Red-Headed Stranger.

 

I'm splitting hairs, but Richard and Linda Thompson's Shoot Out the Lights could be taken as a concept album.

That Daniel Johnston can perform at all is pretty amazing.

Hello Everyone, it's time for poetry

I submit to you the following it's entitled:

"I Eat with Gusto, Damn! You Bet"

By one Jonathan Richman.

 

When I eat like I do it,

I use not fork nor spoon

No grace or culture to it

When I call my own tune.

 

For I eat with gusto, damn you bet

A regular canine cruncher

Except truth be told I'm sloppier yet

Than many a dog food muncher

I eat a pound I eat a ton

And no there ain't much I cuts up

And while I'm having merry fun

Bystanders puke their guts up.

 

The FBI sent someone by

Who handles health affairs

I had not finished my cream pie

When he chanced up the stairs

Why did he turn the other way?

Why did he leave so quick?

Will he come back another day?

Did something make him sick?

 

I eat with gusto damn you bet

A regular doggie diner

"No don't bring me napkins waiter sir,

Just bring some trash can liner."

 

Whilst wandering by a juice bar

I spyed a tempting beverage

Since I would have been last in line

I used my fearsome leverage

For in my pocket was some food

Which I took from the wrapper

The patrons watched it being chewed

And of course headed for the crapper.

 

For I eat with gusto damn you bet

For gusto I'm the boss

For yay my nose it is in the salad

And lo my chin it is in the sauce

I eat with gusto damn you bet

We're sailing around the cape

"Keel-haul him," said the Bosun

"There must be no escape."

 

One sunny day in Paris an elegant cafe

A phone call there a phone call here

And the gendarmes took me away

 

I said "qu'est-ce qui se passe ici"

I said " mais qu'est-ce que c'est"

They said "Such eating it is criminal

And crime it does not pay."

 

For I eat with gusto damn you bet.

My banner yay unfurled

My shirt is covered with mustard

And my hair with ketchup curled

 

Goodby to Egypt, Greece and Rome

The ancient world goodbye.

May squalor be my summer home

And filth be my neck tie.

 

For I eat with gusto damn you bet.

Uh, And Uh, I eat with gusto damn you bet

My country tis of thee

I eat for social progress

I eat for victory

 

Somebody died who watched me eat

In a restaurant one spell

He woke up and saw me eating beans

And knew that he'd gone to hell

 

For Uh, "He eats with gusto damn we bet."

They're calling from the south

They want to stop my gusto

They want to close my mouth

"You eat with gusto, yeah that's great

Now let us off this bus."

Wait a minute I haven't finished eating up stuff yet.

"We'll call you, don't call us."

I always go with "What's Up" by the 4 Non Blondes.

 

Wretched drivel that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, even just hearing a bar or two of it.

 

 

Oh god, thanks for bringing that back from recesses of my brain. I'll add "No Rain" from around the same time. Or "Life is a Highway."

First full-length album I bought was either Culture Club's Color By Numbers or Cyndi Lauper's She's So Unusual. My mom had a subscription to Columbia House and let me pick two out of the first 10 or 12 you get for a penny.

 

First concert was the Monkees reunion tour. Weird Al opened.

I know this one is painfully obvious, but I've had it playing on a loop in my brain this morning. Anyone else mentally sing "George, George, George of the jungle...strong as he can be" over the intro? Just me then? Okay...

 

Here comes johnny yen again

With the liquor and drugs

And the flesh machine

Hes gonna do another strip tease.

Hey man, whered ya get that lotion?

Ive been hurting since Ive bought the gimmick

About something called love

Yeah, something called love.

Well, thats like hypnotizing chickens.

 

Well, Im just a modern guy

Of course, Ive had it in the ear before.

I have a lust for life

cause of a lust for life.

 

Im worth a million in prizes

With my torture film

Drive a gto

Wear a uniform

All on a government loan.

Im worth a million in prizes

Yeah, Im through with sleeping on the sidewalk

No more beating my brains

No more beating my brains

With liquor and drugs

With liquor and drugs.

 

Well, Im just a modern guy

Of course, Ive had it in my ear before

Well, Ive a lust for life (lust for life)

cause of a lust for life (lust for life, oooo)

I got a lust for life (oooo)

Got a lust for life (oooo)

Oh, a lust for life (oooo)

Oh, a lust for life (oooo)

A lust for life (oooo)

I got a lust for life (oooo)

Got a lust for life.

 

Well, Im just a modern guy

Of course, Ive had it in my ear before

Well, Ive a lust for life

cause Ive a lust for life.

 

Here comes johnny yen again

With the liquor and drugs

And the flesh machine

Hes gonna do another strip tease.

Hey man, whered ya get that lotion?

Your skin starts itching once you buy the gimmick

About something called love

Love, love, love

Well, thats like hypnotizing chickens.

 

Well, Im just a modern guy

Of course, Ive had it in the ear before

And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)

cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)

Got a lust for life

Yeah, a lust for life

I got a lust for life

A lust for life

Got a lust for life

Yeah a lust for life

I got a lust for life

Lust for life

Lust for life

Lust for life

Lust for life

Lust for life