That One Part from That One Song…

EPSON scanner ImageI know what you’re thinking.  You’re thinking about Derek and The Dominos’ 1970’s hit “Layla.”  It’s okay.  I think about it a lot myself.  Not the beginning part though.  Honestly, I could care less about Layla, or how she’s bringing Eric Clapton to his knees.  Unrequited love…George Harrison’s wife…blah, blah, blah.  That’s all fine and dandy, but completely paltry and insignificant when compared to the far superior and utterly sublime second half of the recording, the instrumental play-out of Bobby Whitlock’s piano and guest musician Duane Allman’s slide guitar.  That’s the good stuff.  That’s the stuff that sticks to your ribs and eardrums.  Warms you to the core.  Those last three or so minutes are what change “Layla” from a good song to a great song.  Pop to art.

35 Albums in 35 Years: 1988

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it.  Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

pixiessurferrosa1988: The Pixies’ Surfer Rosa

“…All I know is that there were rumors he was into field hockey players…”

35 Albums in 35 Years: 1987

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it.  Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

gnrcover11987: Guns N’ Roses’ Appetite for Destruction

“Do you know where you are?”

Live from Squaresville: A SXSW Odyssey in Multiple Parts (Phase 6)

Coachwhips

Coachwhips

And our story, our adventure, our foray into the liver damaging, hipter sighting, ear piercing melee that is Austin during SXSW comes to its inevitable close.  This city is going to smell like a dumpster that hobos urinate in for the next 48 hours, but eventually it subsides.  The tents and stages come down.  Beer is no longer free (but on the plus side, non-free beer is no longer marked up 50%).  The vultures are circling.  The circus left town.  And in a year, we’ll all do this again.

Live from Squaresville: A SXSW Odyssey in Multiple Parts (Phase 5)

Gruff Rhys

Gruff Rhys

Okay.  It’s time to be honest with myself.  I am not as young or able bodied as i’d like to continue thinking I am.  These things happen.  I’m just so very, very tired.  SXSW has the upper hand now.  Whatever you do, don’t look at what’s in the box!

Joup’s Friday Album: Olivia Tremor Control – Black Foliage: Animation Music Volume 1

oliviatremorcontrolblackfoliageTrying to cram as much music into my brain as i can muster over this week, so I’m just going to have to eek this one out as quickly as possible.  In 1998 I had brief, but pretty awesome stint as a deejay at a college radio station, KVRX 91.7 at UT Austin.  Among the hordes and scores of bands, artists, and music that I was exposed to during that time, one of my very favorites was Olivia Tremor Control, a group of kids from Louisiana (which happens to be where I’m from) who were a part of the famed Elephant 6 collective, a large group of bands including Neutral Milk Hotel and The Apples in Stereo and many, many others.  All of the bands involved pull from various influences, most notably 1960’s pop, psych, and folk.  In so many ways Elephant 6 just took what The Beatles started 50 years ago and ran with it.

Live from Squaresville: A SXSW Odyssey in Multiple Parts (Phase 4)

Melissa Etheridge rocking Tom Petty with The Midgetmen and Diarrhea Planet

Melissa Etheridge rocking Tom Petty with The Midgetmen and Diarrhea Planet

Last night, a piece of human garbage named Rashad Charjuan Owens got drunk, drove his car, fled from police, and plowed through a blocked off street killing two people and injuring another 23.  In light of that, it doesn’t really feel right to go into any detail about all the fun happenings around Austin today.  A cloud and a general somberness kind of hung over most of the day’s events, but everyone also just seemed a little friendlier today.  There’s a collective numbness that usually occurs after a tragedy, but there can also be a collective oneness as well.  Even in the darkness you can feel the love.  Thoughts, prayers, and love to everybody.

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