Foxfields tomorrow, kids, and for the occasion, one of my flatmates and his friends took it upon themselves to build a 9-foot Hurricane- you wouldn't believe the workmanship on this thing. I'll try my damnedest to get some pictures, in between avoiding the fuzz, if it turns out to be as bad as they're saying.
Yeah, the semester's winding down, but the good shows haven't quite ended yet. Let's see....there's Dr. Dog on May 5th, the Liars with the Apes on the 19th, Soul Position on the 29th, and Bill Cosby (?!) at the Paramount on the same day. Unfortunately, if you wanted nothing more than to hear an hour or two of Jell-o pudding-based anecdotes, it's sold out.
The real reason you're here:
Seriously, is writing great melodies some kind of reflex for him? It has to be 200 or so by now...
The name tells you most of it- a nice Southwestern-tinged jaunt for the warm nights ahead.
Thank you very much for the Sufjan Stevens' unreleased track. You are very generous! Wishes for moments of hapiness.