here's robert forster's piece on the new dylan album:
here are some things i like about it: he's not writing for someone dumber than himself, he has standards that he's able to communicate and apply, and he got me thinking about dylan and songwriting in new ways. there's plenty to chew on for (dylan) obsessives and non-obsessives alike. it's also nice that he doesn't use "I" or try to be funny (though i like a lot of critics who do both), and that he writes really well.
what have you read lately that's good?
― dan (dan), Wednesday, 15 November 2006 22:13 (thirteen years ago) link
― hank (hank s), Wednesday, 15 November 2006 22:29 (thirteen years ago) link
― dan (dan), Wednesday, 15 November 2006 23:02 (thirteen years ago) link
― wmlynch (wlynch), Wednesday, 15 November 2006 23:09 (thirteen years ago) link
what else should i be reading?
― dan (dan), Thursday, 16 November 2006 00:43 (thirteen years ago) link
― don (dow), Thursday, 16 November 2006 20:27 (thirteen years ago) link
― g00blar (gooblar), Thursday, 16 November 2006 20:30 (thirteen years ago) link
― gypsy mothra (gypsy mothra), Thursday, 16 November 2006 20:34 (thirteen years ago) link
― Lloyd Bonecutter (Lloyd Bonecutter), Thursday, 16 November 2006 22:27 (thirteen years ago) link
a lot of this is just narration but i really enjoyed it
― congratulations (n/a), Tuesday, 5 February 2013 15:39 (seven years ago) link
this was very good: https://thehairpin.com/our-lady-of-sensuality-sarah-mclachlan-4e4be22c60e9#.926pjj2mp
― a self-reinforcing downward spiral of male-centric indie (katherine), Friday, 24 June 2016 19:32 (four years ago) link
My mother listened to Loreena McKennitt’s The Book Of Secrets in our kitchen — that is, when I hadn’t pinched it to gorge myself on “Dante’s Prayer” and “The Highwayman."
always-borrowing-your-parents'-loreena-mckennitt-cds club represent
― who is extremely unqualified to review this pop album (BradNelson), Friday, 24 June 2016 19:57 (four years ago) link
flashback to my own sexual-awakening-via-music-video
― dyl, Saturday, 25 June 2016 07:28 (four years ago) link
This has been up for a while but I thought this was an excellent readhttp://thequietus.com/articles/20699-library-music-kpm
― ultros ultros-ghali, Saturday, 27 August 2016 14:13 (four years ago) link
That Grandstand Theme sounds like The Grassroots "Sooner Or Later" or, more closer to (your) home The Motor's "Forget About You."
― Put Out More Flag Posts (James Redd and the Blecchs), Saturday, 27 August 2016 14:19 (four years ago) link
AAargh, The Motors's
albinobone My black 2007 hub-capless Toyota Matrix has never sounded so scary as when I pull up to a red light with 'Funeral Dyke' playing on my iPhone. Don't be like that. We all do what we can. As a dad, my car is my rock club these days, and there are no bad shows when I drive to Canadian Tire for cat litter.
― map, Monday, 27 November 2017 15:59 (two years ago) link
i love bandcamp comments
― ToddBonzalez (BradNelson), Monday, 27 November 2017 16:37 (two years ago) link
not recent but i'm posting this anyway
Mr. Technique From The Ball Head Freaks – My Nissan, NissanOctober 26, 2010edited over 6 years ago If you have this but don't drive a Nissan, shame on you.
October 26, 2010edited over 6 years ago If you have this but don't drive a Nissan, shame on you.
― brimstead, Monday, 27 November 2017 17:03 (two years ago) link
Made a quick run to Casey's General Store for a can of Long Cut. On my way back, I pull up to a red light with Glycerine from Bush blasting in the background. My steering-wheel air guitar is rockin' the repeatable riffs with professional precision and complete accuracy of every single note. I look to my left as I come to a slow rolling stop to gander upon a crimson red Corvette. To my surprise, I see a made-up hottie behind the wheel with no need for an airbag. While setting up in my gun-metal gray Silverado perch, I continue to glaze over the car and just happen to notice that the hottie takes note of my presence. I decide to move on to the steering-wheel drum set only to realize that Glycerine has no drum-line. She continues to observe my brilliant performance as I make up a quick symbol dance with utter and absolute failure as the light turns green and she taps the gas. I perform my finale rock-fist pump knowing that I made someone smile (and quite possibly laugh) at my expense.
― Don’t yell ‘Judas!’ in a crowded theater (morrisp), Thursday, 9 January 2020 20:02 (eight months ago) link
Ooft that's terrible
― or something, Thursday, 9 January 2020 21:12 (eight months ago) link
― ingredience (map), Thursday, 9 January 2020 22:24 (eight months ago) link