Monthly Archives: May 2010
The countdown is continuning feverishly. I’m pissy today. Everyone is noticing. Everyone is asking beat-around-the-bush questions. It’s one of the those days where there is nothing that can remedy the fact that I’m somewhere I don’t want to be. Red … Continue reading
I enjoy the spoken word poetry aspect of Lou. I get it. I play it around my mother and it drives her crazy. Lou and Cake and their lack of singing. I think that always made me like both acts better. You know, because they gave my mother agita without excessive volume or dissonance. I had plenty other albums to provide that angle. I didn’t want to wear that out.
She is certainly better than a cat or a dog. I don’t have the time to tell you all about her, despite your repeated attempts to uncover her essence. A gaggle of us teachers attended a team building sort of … Continue reading
The keys on this song always stand out to me. It’s one of those songs that make me deeply question whether the solo era was an improvement over the band. Plus, the vocal phrasing has such a refreshed sound to it. God, I over think these things, these musical things.
Despite the fact that my academic year is almost over, I’m barely hanging on. I want to stop working. I want to sleep. I want to play the piano constantly. The worst part about Arizona is that it’s hot as … Continue reading
Very rarely are live performances powerful. They are often a blitz of noise, rarely resembling any of the song’s intended dimensions. Time and again, this band moves past that and truly captures the essence of performance.
She really has nailed me in the heart. For good. After being sick and sleeping in seperate rooms for quite some time, she returned last night. Everything felt different, not just the physical persence, but the atmosphere. The fact that … Continue reading
This older material still has specks of the hairband persona that they once were. That will always bother me. It’s like thinking of your current partner’s embarrasing ex who always said the wrong thing. All in all, not a bad start. Clearly, the songwriting improved greatly from this point. Jerry has always been disgustingly above average. Well, until his solo albums.