Sudden Death

No. This blog has not died. Here's the proof (as best we can provide it):

1. Miami Horror - "Sometimes" - [Caroline]
2. Tortoise - "High Class Slim Came Floatin' In" - [Thrill Jockey]
3. Fucked Up - "Police" - [Deranged]
4. Basement Jaxx - "My Turn" - [Ultra]
5. Panthers - "Panther Moderns" - [Vice]
6. Jim O'Rourke - The Visitor - [Drag City]
7. Wilco - "Solitaire" - [Nonesuch]
8. Mariachi El Bronx - "Cell Mates" - [Swami]
9. The Aggrolites - "Mister Misery" - [Hellcat]
10. Grizzly Bear - "Two Weeks" - [Warp]

Italics denotes full album. All noise, surface or otherwise, is intentional.

[D | R]

The Other Side.

At the risk of losing street cred, I must admit that my next-door neighbor, whose name I do not know, frightens me. At least once a week, she turns on the hose at 6 AM, and sprays the sidewalk. Since my room faces the street, I am awakened by my neighbor and her seemingly unrelenting urge to hear water meeting pavement. She does this chore while singing songs by Kanye West, and while I don't mind hearing a genuine Kanye track from time to time (how does he see through those slitted shades?), there's no reason to be awakened by the sound of a human radio station (radio - there's an idea). I should mention that my neighbor is a woman in her mid-forties, who seemingly spends her days chain-smoking and sitting on her front porch.

Earlier this evening, as I was coming in with my laundry, I heard her say, to me I think, "They want to kill my mother." Like so many things I ignore about New York, I pretended not to hear a damn thing.

Do I Tell You All Your Ranger Business?

Everyone should go watch The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra.

It's funny.

In other news, I finally heard the last movement of Mahler's First Symphony.


{gc}

In Memoriam

Fucked Up! Mission of Burma! Oh my!

LM and I will be taking off on our world tour beginning tomorrow, which means that I will not be in town to catch Fucked Up play a free concert this weekend (July 12, 2009) in Brooklyn. So, if you're in New York, please, please, please go see Fucked Up tear the roof (or, because this will be an outdoor show, the stratosphere) off the mother, and because you'll have the added benefit of enjoying indie-rock royalty in the form of Mission of Burma. College-rock nerds, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

If you want to see what the live Fucked Up experience is like, visit here and here, or read about their touring exploits (Nippon! China!) on their blog, Looking for Gold.

Son the Father,
[D | R]

this is awesome.