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j.wri.ght's blogThe many sides of Jon’s records room
Top Albums of 2007
There is much I haven't heard, but that is the list at year's end.
Finding Jazz in PeoriaThe jazz article I've worked so hard on the last few months: online now... http://www.peoriamagazines.com/as/2008/jan-feb/finding-jazz-peoria Check it out! Ah, Heller, my Mac-loving friendI had no idea, of course, that one of my cassette selections at a New Mexico record store would compel a blog post years later... http://puzzledpanther.blogspot.com/2007/12/wont-you-lay-me-down-in-tall-...
Old School Crossover WeirdnessOK, the strangest thing happened to me just now. I'm in the basement, reading and listening to Draw the Line by Aerosmith for the first time in years--and lovin' it. So the record is over...I flip through my "to-listen-to" crate to find another record. So what do I put on? Tougher than Leather, by Run DMC. I seriously did not even "get" the obvious connection until 30 seconds into "Run's House." So weird. So what would Jung say?
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Thanks to Matt, a God when it comes to selecting birthday presents!
How Far Can We Take This?
Words I OwnGoogle say:
Blackout Anonymous Privacy and Blanket ExposureI go back and forth, how much of myself to put on the web. In the end, I figure go with it. No sense fight fate. Split personalities is no fun. Now this guy, he's a real genius. We'll be "doing lunch" Wednesday. N/P Sonny Sharrock Band - Seize the Rainbow
Pitchfork: The Band
It came out in 1990, but I didn't get heavily into the Touch & Go scene until '94, just as the whole indie/noise rock thang was hitting its peak, by which time THIS record was already long out of print. I burned a copy off a friend in Denver back in....oh, probably 2002 or so, but it was stolen out of my car shortly thereafter. I'd bid on this five or six times on ebay before I finally won a copy...and a steal at $4.99! It's a very good record, no doubt. But I can't help but wish I had found a copy of this back in the mid-nineties...when I REALLY would've gone apeshit over it. Right now, I'm far more interested in the Thin Lizzy record that also came today. N/P Thin Lizzy - Live and Dangerous
Thank you Christie Front Drive.It’s been nearly a month since I swooped into Denver for a 36-hour whirlwind visit to witness the reunion of Christie Front Drive for Denver Fest. At this stage of my life, it takes a lot for me to jump a plane cross-country just to see a band. There’s precious few I’d do it for, and this was one. It was definitely Gared that first turned me on to CFD…must have been ’95 or ’96. I remember when I heard the first record for the first time, I was less than impressed. It wasn’t long, though, and I was hooked. I remember taking off work and driving up to the Fireside solo—for some reason, no one could go with me that night—to see them play at the Fireside. This was mere weeks before they would break up, must have been early ’97. I bought the second LP at the show along with the Broken Hearts are Blue record. Nothing brings me back to my ghetto days at Frink (officially, Dec ’96 – Aug ’97) like that second Christie Front Drive record. That drum machine intro is permanently mapped to the blue light glow of the living room in my mind. I remember how excited I was to move to Denver—the hometown of Christie Front Drive. The Blue Ontario were together, and they were a close match, but ended shortly after we got there. I’m stoked to have gotten to know Jason of CFD briefly before he took off to Portland. Seeing him several weeks ago for the first time in seven (!) years was amazing. We reminisced about watching Lee Scratch Perry in Boulder and the insanity of Fourth of July, 1999—when I nearly set myself on fire, literally, among other things. I was at the club early with Gared and Mike and witnessed the sound check. I was practically in tears I was so incredulous and euphoric and moved. I even called Jodi and held the phone up so she could hear a song. Unbelievable—it was everything I had hoped for and more. And the show was simply beyond words. They played as if not a day had gone by—I couldn’t believe how tight they were. It was truly one of the most inspiring shows I’ve ever seen. So inspiring, in fact, that I started writing….uh…oh, I’ll just say it…poetry again, sorta kinda. It may even have played a hand in the creation of this blog. I am more than likely to post a CFD-inspired poem at some future date. How’s that for clarity?
digital footprint cohesionwhat mcluhan meant
barge traffic, petro guiltThat word let's play, play Given to distraction, Mourn the loss of anonymity! but so what. barge traffic, petro guilt. --from several days ago
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