Author: Steve

More Adventures in Consumerism

 

There should be at least one great Annette Funicello compilation. "Strummin’ Song" (WM clip on MSN) , "Holiday in Hawaii" and "This Time It’s Love" are absolutely essential and the comps available are woefully inadequate. I’m finally getting around to buying Eddie Izzard’s classic stand-up show Dress to Kill to force on friends. Who knew I’d need yet another Patsy Cline comp? Three obviously did not cut it, but, really, this does somehow have ten songs I’ve never heard so it was pretty hopeless to resist. Oh, did I mention the ABBA Gold videos on stunning DVD? No more scanning through "I Have a Dream" to get to "Waterloo"—Sometimes it’s the little things that keep life worth living.

No Thanks! (this is good)

 

Rhino put together a 4 CD, 100-song definitive overview of 70’s punk rock called No Thanks!: The 70s Punk Rebellion. Pitchfork gave it a 10 and from the looks of it it probably deserves it. While a lot of us have heard most of the songs, it’s gonna be a blast to put together that fifth CD ourselves. Picking gems from the Pebbles series and other random punk comps, fun stuff you’ve stumbled upon on SoulSeek, stuff that came too soon or a little too late to make the cut. The Pitchfork review will give you a few ideas (Misfits). Come to think of it, several years back my friend Dan snagged one of his dad’s incoming Time-Life Music cassettes Sounds of the Seventies: Punk and New Wave that turned out to be a pretty good intro to all the stuff you miss growing up on a diet of mostly hip-hop, stuff from skate videos and the Cure.

Meanwhile, I’m still a big softie for love songs.

Beulah in FL

 

Your eyes don’t deceive you, Beulah plays Florida in May. I’ll probably go to Jacksonville at least and word is St. Augustine is booked as well, we’ll see. I guess this means I’m going to have to get around to giving Yoko a bit more time. I miss the crazy production of the first two, and, yes, I think the songs were better as well, but maybe Yoko will grow on me. She did on John Lennon, and they quickly ended up naked on an album cover.

And speaking of desicions, I really enjoyed a recent New Yorker article about modern man’s enemy: choices. Hopefully before the next French Horns show I will have chosen a more beautiful and trustworthy guitar amp, like this Music Man. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to hide under a rock for a few days.

Rap-A-Gram

 

I love this photo from the Washington Post story on a concept that I can’t believe wasn’t stolen from an ’80s breakdancing movie: the Rap-a-Gram: "Carolyn? I’m gonna deliver a Rap-A-Gram for you," … "According to Mr. R’s rap, their date: ‘Was real, wit’ no pretending / Y’all met about a week and a half ago at Happy Endings / Then after that, a night he won’t forget / When y’all went to his house and watched The Bachelorette.’ "

News on the Low-Power FM Front

 

According to this AP story, the FCC has released a report (6-page .pdf) to congress stating that low-power FM stations "do not pose a significant risk of causing interference to existing full-service FM stations" and is urging Congress to lift limitations on the number of neighborhood broadcast licenses. Keep an eye out for the fine Future of Music Coalition to say something intelligent about this soon. Continue reading  

Can’t be sure of what I want anymore…

 

Yes! A new Sunday’s fan page with videos (including two of "Can’t Be Sure"!) and an entire 1997 concert (yes, they still played all the great early stuff). Somewhat relatedly, a super nice person on the Innocence Mission mailing list sent me two CDs full of live recordings and assorted stuff. I’m not really a fan of their work before "Glow" (when they apparently discovered the Sundays!), but everything after, especially "Birds of Our Neighborhood", is lovely stuff with some of my favorite lyrics.

I’ve been pretty quiet here lately, just playing basketball as often as I can, starting work on the French Horns recordings and planning a new website to publish my web design articles (I suppose similar to A List Apart, but less magazine-article-like) so I can get them off of mrclay.org and make its focus more on music and writing.

Speaking of the French Horns, we have a show March 12th (Friday) at Common Grounds with Tracy Shedd and Nervous System. Hopefully, we’ll have an album in a month or two. Josh is right, this shouldn’t take forever and it won’t. (Stay on me about it)

Engineer

 

take the train that leads from me again
that leaves me here to wait on your return
and write to you is all I care to do
and all my love is all I care to send

engineer on the nine, carry safely, on time
my baby home to me

treasure maps that help to lead you back
and compasses that only point you home
see the world, but don’t forget the girl
who needs you more than you could ever know

engineer on the nine, carry safely, on time
my baby home to me

Parking more difficult.

 

OK, so over Christmas break I bought a 95 Ford Windstar. Story below.

[Van painted with US flag]

She is nicknamed "the Patriot" and we will travel the country together, celebrating Freedom, allegiance to our leaders, and flags. When the next Orange Alert strikes fear in the hearts of our nation’s children, I will be there to inspire pride in them, teach them to hate our enemies, and drop them off at practice.

Addendum: Just to clarify, my van doesn’t have a flag on it; it’s just white. I photoshopped a pic off the web.

Twenty Nine

 

Yesterday was quite an amusing afternoon. Immediately after work I hit the mall to treat myself to a used Xbox so I could finally play my copy of THPS 2X (think of it as the widescreen director’s cut of 1&2) that had been sitting around for months. Andrew planned a little surprise party at Satchel’s for me and the pizza was brought out with candles that merely fell over when blown upon

[Steve w/ 29 crown on playing guitar]
Steve at Satchel's 2003 | photo by Andrew Chadwick

Andrew, Josh, Tanya, Lynn, Tricia, Jeremy and Juliet made it and I wore a Lynn-crafted construction paper 29 crown…with red glitter spots! Two older gentlemen played various songs, mostly from the 40’s/50’s, on banjo, piano and trumpet, and it added the perfect amount of ridiculousness to the evening. Before leaving I rushed up in front of them for a photo op and ended up being cajoled into playing a song. I played You Belong To Me and goofed most of the lyrics. As we got up to leave I made one of my best/worst puns. They said something about church music and asked if anyone wanted to hear Olivia Newton-John, to which I remarked, "Let’s get hym-n-al".

We went back to my place and Andrew had secret pie! of banana cream, no less. I’m sorry all my friends couldn’t be there and apologize to those I didn’t tell. You’ll be excited to hear I already opened the disco level and, thanks to Natalie, we’ll be seeing Airplane on DVD soon.