Fritz

Things which are modern... and not so...

Man, what a song. Bring on that box set. This sounds very promising.

Man, I love youtube. Haven't heard the album yet (buying it tonight!) but what a great song. It's great to see Jim White letting loose once again.

Cherry Garcia. That is the best name for an ice-cream.

Stuck Inside Of Mobile... Oh man, what a version!

Haven't listened in a while. Nels' Muzzle of Bees solo really blasts.

Ignore the video but does anyone know where this version comes from? Listening to Ryan Adams with Gillian...well, I don't think David Rawlings has much to worry about.

Hmmm...it's now listed for $17.99 at Amazon. Hot demand, perhaps?

Yes, a great Pavement album. Surely they'll get to it. If they've re-issued the first three there's no reason to believe (crossed fingers) they won't get to the rest in their own time.

Great cover!

Beautiful song.

Dylan - "Highlands"

Bowie - Rock 'n' Roll Suicide

I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary-Jane Miss Mary-Jane got a house in Baltimore I been all around the world, boys Now I'm trying to get to heaven before they close the door.

"It must be a holiday, there's nobody around She studies me closely as I sit down She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs She says, "What'll it be?" I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?""

Sure, I pray.

Wow... down here it's the other way around. I wish I could post some pics but there are some things happening in the garden which let us know that spring is close to arriving: tiny lizards scurrying around the steps as we walk up to the front door, buds emerging on our citrus tree. It's like the whole place has been asleep and is just starting to rub its eyes awake... Fritz in Sydney

if you wanna come on down down with your bones so white and watch the freight trains pound into the wild wild night how I would love to gnaw gnaw on your bones so white and watch as the freight trains paw paw at the wild wild night all these ghost towns wreathed in old loam Assateague knee- deep in seafoam ho, Swansea! Buttonwillow! Lagunitas! ho, Calico! and all these beastly bungalows stare distend like endless toads endlessly hop down the road borne by wind we southward blow and yonder, wild and blue the wild blue yonder looms 'til we are wracked with rheum by roads, by songs entomb

Going back to old favourites this week. Beginning with:

Dylan and Cash Wonderful stuff. One of my favourite Dylan eras.

Well I wish was in London Or some other seaport town Step my foot in a steamboat And sail the ocean round Sailing round the ocean Sailing round the sea I'd think of Handsome Molly Wherever she may be I saw her at church last Sunday She passed me on by I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye Her hair as black as a Raven's Her eyes were black as coal Her teeth shown like lilies Out in the morning cold Now do you remember Molly When you give me your right hand Said if you ever married I'd be your man Now you've broke your promise Go marry whom you please My heart is broken