Snaxxx on snacks

It seems as though I left the medium of blogging conveniently around the same time I left Facebook. Perhaps, this blog was an extension of my Facebook personality? Anyway, I’m alive and well. I have found myself busier than ever now without my daily multi-hour requirement of Facebook usage. Grad school is as tough as ever. It will only get more intense as my degree program winds down and find what I am writing my thesis on. Will it be about rap? soccer? sport? motorcycle gangs? Who knows? The sky’s the limit… actually, my degree isn’t in aeronautical science or astronomy. The sky is probably an acceptable limit.

Recent thought (coincidentally the name of a band we played with in high school). What do the CDs in your car that you play regularly (on the reg) say about you? I don’t want to deconstruct my own habits, mind you. It would be all too boring and probably depressing. What do you think yours say about you? You’re not outwardly projecting these moments in your car, well unless you’ve got a sick system. So, what does it say about the time you have to yourself on those treks from home to work (“singing songs about you and feeling like a jerk”)?

My List:

  • Tony Danza Tap Dance Extravaganza – Danza III: A Series of Unfortunate Events
  • Andrés Segovia – The Art of Segovia
  • Cursive – Domestica
  • The Ergs! – Dorkrockcorkrod
  • Make Believe – Shock of Being
  • Third Eye Blind – S/T
  • This Town Needs Guns – Animals
  • Coheed and Cambria – Year of the Black Rainbow
  • Colossal – Welcome the Problems
  • Pack of Wolves – Betrayer
  • Pattern is Movement – All Together
  • Café Tacuba – Unplugged
  • Between the Buried and Me – Colors
  • The Number Twelve Looks Like You – Here at the End of All Things
  • Grown Ups – More Songs

Pretty intense/depressing list, I say. Probably going to add a Hush Sound album for good measure… maybe Red House Painters. :D

Share, for me, please.

Until the next time. I’ll keep teetering on the verge of insanity, and you’ll do what you do–much of the same.

-dago

Music Post # Whatever

La Dispute kill it on their new split with Touche Amore. :)

I haven’t posted anything concerning what I’ve been listening to since like June-ish.  So consider this a music post.

I was inspired to write this post by a band named RVIVR.  They’ve got this sound I just want to put in my pocket and carry around with me to show people.  I want to say, “Here. This is so fucking good.”  They are comprised of the remnants of Latterman and Shorebirds.  I never listened to either one very much, but I am going to make sure I do very soon. Anyway, here it is:

I’ve also been listening to Evan Weiss’s (formerly The Progress and Up Up Down Down) solo project Into It. Over It.  He just did a split with one of my favorite new bands Castevet.  52 Weeks, supposedly written in 52 weeks, is a wonderful collection that mixes tender love songs and rockin’ broken-heart anthems.  Here’s some stuff from the Castevet/Into It. Over It. 7″ split.

In anticipation of FunFunFun Fest, which will feature a reunited Cap’n Jazz, I’ve been familiarizing myself with the far reaches of the Cap’n Jazz tree.  I’ve decided Make Believe is probably my favorite descendant of the CJ tree outside of Promise Ring and Joan of Arc. Anyway, personally, I think this is Tim Kinsella at his best. :)

Been listening to a lot of Bill Evans, as well.  I finally got my own copy of Waltz for Debby. I was convinced stores were pricing it way too high for an unpopular album from the 70s.

Some notable releases, Tallest Man on Earth released a pretty good LP this summer.  A brutal note, Tony Danza Tap Dance Extravaganza’s new album is fucking phenomenal.  Darby and I got our hands on the new Pack of Wolves album, and we’re going to go see them this month.  I’m so stoked.

It seems like I will only go to a show if it’s metal/brutal/legitasfuck.  I ended up going with my friend Allison to see the Toadies.  The bands that opened up were great, especially Girl In a Coma and Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears, but Toadies completely sucked it up. I have decided that I will never see another 90s band live again–with the exception of Cap’n Jazz in Nov.  90s bands are currently in this transitional phase where they’ve convinced themselves that their music is still relevant and want to push their “new” music agenda at their concerts.  Eventually, they’ll find that people go to their shows to hear them perform the songs and tracks that made them amazing.  It’s not that their new music may be bad, but that’s not why people showed up to Dia de Los Toadies.  They wanted to hear stuff from Rubberneck and Hell Below, Stars Above.  Popular bands from the 90s, like groups from the 70s and 80s have found out, will have to choose their craft and artistic integrity for dollar figures.  I don’t know which one I would pick.

-dago