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Pavement - Live at Tilburg, Netherlands - 16 November 1999. Great show even though S. Malkmus reckons they're not tight. I think their last show was only days later but it still sounds like they're having fun. Lots of Malkmus/Nastanovich/West banter. Then made me go back to:

I found this at Glebe Markets on Saturday and I've been digging side 1 so far:

Just because I've never read it.

I would seriously love another drive down the Hume. I've done it only once and loved it.

I love Patti Smith's writing. So clear and honest and beautiful.

Sydney?

In the Wilco update email I received this morning there is no mention of a Sydney show! Surely they couldn't by-pass Sydney?

I don't know much about these guys but I really liked this. The singer's voice is very early Dylan-like.

I've really loved his work for a long time. I think I was introduced to it after seeing Paris, Texas for the first time and then, shortly after that, taping a made for TV stage play of True West with Gary Sinise and John Malkovich (who were both incredible in this production). I was very interested to discover yesterday there's a documentary which has just been released about his relationship with old friend Johnny Dark. Two old men who still send handwritten letters to each other and have refused, to a certain extent, to forge any kind of relationship with modern communicative technology.

I've heard good things so this is next:

This is relentless but I'm reading it rather quickly due to being in holiday mode. I think I need something a little lighter next!

Funny. Was just talking to a friend the other day about movies we'd seen years ago and we came around to the theme "What happened to Hal Hartley?" Some of those films made a huge impression on me at the time. Simple Men especially.

True...but think of all the beautiful fish you see on the way!

Hey, thanks for all of that. A quick interwebs search has confirmed it - it's a Homburg. Thank you!

Pretty much describes my experience except I didn't even know about the noodling. They just seemed to be this scary musical beast that I knew nothing about. Then one day I went into a record store in the city, chose a GD album at random (having heard of none of them) and asked to listen to it first - something which I never do in record stores. The guy popped American Beauty into the player, "Box of Rain" came on and I was transformed. Still one of my all time great musical moments standing there in the store and hearing this music soar through my brain. Never looked back.

Man, I laughed so hard at this. That's a great idea!

I can't imagine football players digging the drawn out descriptive prose of this book - but I probably wouldn't have either in my late teens or early twenties. Unintentional (on my part) tie-in between Hardy's book and the one I'm reading now, The Go Between: Julie Christie is in the film versions of both. I'm looking forward to seeking them out.

Just out of interest (and a serious question) what do you call that style of hat? I've always liked it.

Robbie & Levon - very sad. Though, from what I read, patched up at the end (on Levon's deathbed).

Just finished Far From The Madding Crowd. Thomas Hardy can just write. I found myself smiling and sometimes laughing after most sentences with pure joy. His sense of description and place and emotions is just perfect. I think Tess is still a superiuor book but I was still completely absorbed in this one and will be seeking out others soon. Time to give him a rest, though. Next up: