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That's five, Linda ...

 

cool!
haven't heard that ry cooder track yet. a trip to iTunes beckons.
have put my own six on the firehose.
"havva grade A"

 

Snay: Thanks - I added Ice Queenie.

Steve: As usual, your list far outpaces mine! Wish Mark would get a blog so I could tag him for this one. Maybe he'll list them in the comments when he gets back from Iowa next week. Mark??

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll get a blogish thingie soon enough, Mr. Steve; I mean, I had one in '93 but no one paid attention, ya know?

I won't presume to answer that question at the moment but I will note that whence she is done knapping, Jeni and I (in Kansas City at present) are bound for Jardine's, to see jazz baritone Kevin Mahogany (see eponymous website), who played Big Joe Turner in Altman's "Kansas City."

We spent the afternoon at the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum and American Jazz Museum across town.

Good times, good times....

But ok, what the hell; the songs thing is "at the moment," right? So I'll lay claim to:

Still Dark Out, Let's Active
Your Hoodrat Friend, The Hold Steady
Rebellion Lies, The Arcade Fire
The End of Medicine, New Pornographers

and, uh, I'm not sure where this is coming from, but . . .

The Safety Dance, Hombres Sans Sombreros

Now back to my regularly scheduled vacation; I've got more steak and BBQ to eat!

- Mark

PS: indyphiles will note that in recent weeks TWO Baltimore bands have been well treated by Pitchfork: The Oranges Band and Wilderness, the latter even receiving the Best New Music quality imprimateur. Go, little city, go! Maryland has to be known for something better in the present tense than, uh, Good Charlotte (if they're not the worst band ever to actually headline Brixton Academy, I dunno who is!).

 

Oops, I was shy one song there. Take your pick of the following:

Hocus Pocus, Focus (you've all heard it whether you know it or not if you're over 35; Scandy prog-rock yodeling straight outta the 70s -- what more could you ask?)

Mack the Knife Live, Ella in Berlin

Lick It Up, Kiss -- seems to have supplanted Eddie Money as the signature rock staple on oldies stations out here in the land of big trucks and tall radio towers.

That song I heard in the kitchen the other day by the Avalanches (read all about 'em in Slate, in an article on covers by the sadly neglected Franklin Bruno, late of Nothing Painted Blue -- and check out Petra Hayden's album-length take on The Who Sell Out while you're at it).

There's Got to be a Morning After, Maureen McGovern -- look, sorry, I saw it at a theater across the street from this hotel 30ish years ago (or rather, the movie it's in, The [Aquatic Greek God Whose Name I Can't Seem to Spell Right Now] Adventure).

No. 13 Girl, Live at Merriweather Post -- from the direct-to-disk 4 track that should be waiting in my mail when I get home from the stellar live show that jwer, marc, myself and others saw a couple weeks back -- little different from the only other live music I'd ever heard from Merriweather: Jackson Browne's recording of The Load Out/Stay.

Big Hits on the Underground, The Saints.

Some Damn Bartok Piece I Can't Remember, Emerson String Quartet.

Left of the Dial, Replacements

Lazy Flies, Beck -- rather suits the weather here, I tell ya.

Pretty Much Anything, Sonny Rollins

Ditto, R.L. Burnside

Dixie Dear, Badfinger

Copernicus Effigy, Rosco and the White Courtesy Phones.

Ok, ok, sorry, I clearly have too much time and am trying to hard to look eclectic. And yes, that last is pure 100% piss take.

Cheers all.

 

errr....thanks Mark! Sounds like you guys are having fun. Looking forward to catching up when I get back from Arcadia. Oh, and that would be the Poseidon Adventure, sweetie.

 

I believe you might be underestimating my laziness.