Seldom is the season when I have nothing to say for a fortnight. I’m going to be nitro-busy this week too, but I certainly can’t deny you readers some music.
The biggest development in my wanna-be audiophilic journey is my long-deferred binge on some decent speakers, but rather than tediously plug wires into a receiver I went with a pair of SONOS PLAY:5s—I told you it was a binge. These things are awesome. Since last year, the manufacturer caved and changed the controller app to allow them to work over a generic wireless network instead of its own dedicated network. That means no need to buy a bridge and plug your music player or NAS drive into your router.
So what have I been listening to with all this hi-fi consumer electronics? … The radio!
Internet radio to be precise, but living too close to the University of Minnesota has rotted my mind into listening to the college radio station, Radio K. This, it turns out, is a genius idea because I can now monitor what all the young hipsters are listening to even though I’m approaching middle age.
So here’s Alabama’s Waxahatchee:
…And now Australia’s King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard:
Kinda reminds me of Mr. Bill from Saturday Night Live.
Peace out folks.
I’m trying to cheer myself up after I was laid off from my one day on the job at J.D. Premium Loan LLC yesterday, and since I haven’t done a music post since October—goodness!—I feel I should cheer all of us up.
David Kilgour’s, “Today Is Gonna Be Mine,” is great song for getting yourself together before heading out to work.
…But I’m more partial to the Dirtbombs’ cover of “Fire in the Western World.”
So there was an eclipse last week, and since I’m a little busy and a lot backlogged LSTB-wise, I figured, I’d serve you some lunar music. Okay, just Luna’s “Black Postcards.”
I’ve seen Dean Wareham play at least twice. Very enjoyable, the man’s a guitar genius.
Also last week, I realized that I’ve under-appreciated the Ponys.
I really don’t do these nearly enough.
Here’s Lambchop’s “The Militant,” which I was obliquely reminded of with the Ferguson, Mo. news.
And here’s something a little more fun that I discovered to start off your week, The Shirts’ “The Tiger Must Jump.”
I regret not seeing this show.
It’s been a slow week ’round LSTB-ville-burg-polis, so I reckon you deserved some relief from most things education-related. However, since the June LSATs fell to a record low going back to 2000, I figured I’d blow the dust off the ol’ CD books and see what good stuff I wish I was listening to back then but probably wasn’t.
We have the Compulsive Gamblers’ “Two Thieves.”
…And “Bicycles,” by the Clientele. The real treat is the whistling at the end, provided by me. It was my unsolicited contribution to the performance. It was said that two guys drove from Mexico up to Brooklyn just to see this show. I cherish the Clientele, but I don’t know if I could punish myself with that kind of a road trip just to see them. Maybe when I was 19.
That is all. Peace.
Still working on that ABA task force report, but a few weeks ago when I reminded you all that back in 1997 you were listening to the likes of Barbra Streisand, LeAnn Rimes,Shania Twain, and Chumbawamba, you passionately denied me. One of you went so far as to write:
I’m waiting for the “No Bubble – Just Rock” post that graces us with Shania Twain. I suspect that has about as much chance happening as the admins have of getting 40,000 lemmings to sit for the LSAT again.
Taking this as a challenge, I listened to Come on Over the following Saturday morning. Yeah, 40,000 LSATs isn’t worth subjecting you lost souls to the Nice Guyism of, “If You Wanna Touch Her, Ask!”
Instead, I looked through my meager collection of 1997 music and found that I already used many of the bands in earlier NBJRs. Strange coincidence, I guess. So, here’s what I came up with.
We have the Sea and Cake, which I only started listening to a month ago.
…And what I was listening to at the time, the Makers:
I’m working on law school tuition data right now, so there won’t be too many posts for spell, but in honor of legislative obstinacy, I give you two contributions in honor of government.
First, continuing the Talking Heads kick from a couple weeks ago:
Second, here’s one from the Magnetic Fields.
Cynics will appreciate line, “It’s not the people doing something real.” That’s 1999 for you.