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.”
20,358 people took the LSAT in February, up 859 (4.4 percent) from 2014. Notably, that’s growth in two consecutive testing administrations. Wow indeed.
This ends our LSAT year with 101,689 total LSAT takers, which is a record low going back to 1986. Back in those days, you said you were listening to Springsteen’s Born in the U.S.A. or Heart’s eponymous album, but we all know you couldn’t take Barbra Streisand’s The Broadway Album and the soundtracks to Miami Vice and Rocky IV out of your tape deck. (Cultured readers from my age bracket will recognize how Rocky IV‘s villain’s theme closely resembles that of Unicron’s from the Transformers movie of the same period: Both were crafted by Vince DiCola.)
Back to less exciting 2015, I think there’s a little room left for LSAT takers to drop, but applicants aren’t shying away from law school as they were in the past. They’re down a mere 7 percent from this time last year.
It’s unlikely they’ll weigh in at fewer than 50,000, so it looks like we’re pretty close to the bottom if we’re not there already. Who knows, though, maybe it’s just people thinking they could get into elite law schools.
For some perspective on the law school crunch, here’re the trends since the 1960s.
The only unobvious insight I can give you from this chart is how amazing it is that peak LSAT in 2009-11 just did not translate into peak applicants. Much of it is due to non-first-time test-takers, but it’s a real harbinger for how things will look going forward. We may be at the applicant trough, but folks, they ain’t coming back.
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.
And now ladies and gentlemen, the band called Death.
This band’s interesting story is the subject of a documentary titled, A Band Called Death, that’s on Netflix.