Post by Horned Fuckin' Gramma on Nov 8, 2013 5:35:40 GMT -5
Add Reflektor to my list.
I haven't heard and it and I'll probably only ever hear it by accident, but when I do I'll probably nod my gin-soaked whiskers sullenly and pass weary approval in spite of myself. Also: cred to maintain.
Post by Horned Fuckin' Gramma on Nov 8, 2013 3:12:45 GMT -5
It was St. Vincent, and leaving the Shins in time enough not to miss a single second of St. Vincent is one of the best decisions I've ever made.
I saw the Shins do an in-store at the now-defunct Music Millenium on NW 23rd in Portland on 10/31/03. Couple weeks before Chutes came out. I was a fool to ever see them again, let alone ten years later.
Post by Horned Fuckin' Gramma on Nov 7, 2013 22:24:20 GMT -5
The Decemberists - Her Majesty... The Magnetic Fields -Love at the Bottom of the Sea Midlake - The Trials of Van Occupanther Future Bible Heroes - Partygoing
Tonight is ten years to the day that Stormy and I went to our first show together. The Decemberists, at Berbati's (if you can believe that). I forget sometimes how really excellent those first two Decemberists records are.
Post by Horned Fuckin' Gramma on Nov 7, 2013 20:23:44 GMT -5
...maybe Mercer will breathe new life into those chunes onstage. The way he did with all those great old Shins songs last time the Shins played Sasquatch: by way of a hang glider that he doesn't even know is there.
Does it sound anything like the first Broken Bells record? And if so, can someone remind me what the first Broken Bells record sounded like? Because in spite of listening to it roughly twenty times, I can't remember a single thing about it. Much less anything interesting.
Ok whew. I checked and the start date for Community is still unannounced beyond "mid season". Usually I think that means after the holiday break.
The best part about Community anymore is looking forward to it and patting ourselves on the back for snatching it back from the brink of television oblivion. 'Cuz when it actually comes on, there is only sadness.
It's like wishing on a monkey's paw for your dead son to come back to life and he does but in his eyes is the look of one who has seen too much, and in his heart is only violence.