Beset by a spring project blitz, not to mention Somali pirates, I’m feeling short on time for the non-essential. Before the first dispatch from an over-taxed April, I gotta salute Jamie and Craig, headed to Nationals after winning the FOOSFIRE All-Agency Foosball Tournament this weekend and lighting up their own (pickin’) party the same night. You are heroes to all beer-powered sports enthusiasts.
Sounds from around the home/office:
>> The Kinks – Brainwashed: An exquisite diss and one of those rare times where horns totally work for me. Wait for the break down at 1:30.
>> R.E.M – Letter Never Sent: A gem cassette copy of Reckoning has me questioning whether, before now, I actually heard the band. The “rich, deeply textured voice” of Michael Stipe (mentioned here in passing) is, like, the fourth best thing about this song.
>> John Vanderslice – Fetal Horse: Where to for a weekend getaway? You got it: Omaha. The Vanderslice/Mountain Goats show on 5/30 was the impetus for the trip, but we really just needed some action on the calendar. I’m past my crecendo of appreciation for either act—but in a new city, in the right club, when yer date’s a fan too, it could be a ball.
>> Yoko Ono — Why: I gladly put up with five minutes of Yoko’s keening for 45 seconds of John’s guitar freakout.