That's odd, they didn't arrive. (Or haven't yet.)
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Yeah. Lane, in addition to being the far better singer, had a much more focussed artist within him. Too bad about the hard drugs.
Even before he started using hard drugs, Lane was still a jerk. Also, a jerk who would have sold not just his soul but the souls of his band mates to become the next Poison. Switching to hard drugs is what caused the band to switch sounds.
Huh. Did I get Moonlit and Angus's mixes? I only have in my iTunes the ones from Tommyrot, Sue, and bicyclops. Which rock.
bicyclops or tommyrot? did you receive the Angus and moonlit CDs?
Yikes! Angus never received? that's no good. It's been several months, no? What is normal delivery time for mail? Perhaps a second package should go out?
I thought I remembered you saying something about Angus' mix, erinaceous. I was probably mistaken....
I haven't gotten any since that batch from Jon at SXSW.
I got a new batch from Kate P. a few weeks ago, Hayden. Four of them, I think. But, I haven't had a chance to listen to them yet.
The truth comes out!
So, I saw Rufus Wainwright and Ben Folds at Wolf Trap last night. Also Guster, but they weren't that good.
Rufus is adorable-- like if Danny Strong were gay, Canadian and a singer. So, not very much like Danny Strong at all, then, but still very cute in that way that makes you want to put him in your pocket and take him home with you. He did a lovely cover of "Hallelujah," and a bunch of his own stuff, which I'm not too familiar with. And then he brought his mom out to play the piano, while he sang "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" and I died of cute.
Guster was, as I said, meh. It was fun to watch the crowd for all six of the really big Guster fans, though-- there were two girls a few rows ahead of us who'd made matching, glitter-painted Guster T-shirts. And they only sang along with their two most popular songs.
Ben Folds was amazing, as usual, though it was a shorter set than we'd expected. He didn't play "Best Imitation of Myself," or even "Brick" or "Rockin' the Suburbs," and he didn't really tell stories in between songs, but *damn* can he play. He did a bunch of new material, plus "Army," "Evaporated" (which I love) and a few of others. Then he brought Rufus out for a duet, and I died, yet again, of cute. He closed with "Not the Same," which I also love, though not as much as "Still Fighting It," dammit.
In conclusion: soulful boys with pianos: hot. Vaguely fratty guys with emo hair? Not so much. Shut up, Guster, and let Ben have the longer set.
He did a lovely cover of "Hallelujah,"
I am quite nearly writhing in jealousy here.