I'm Nilly'ed out
There are exercises to improve your Nillying stamina....
Also, Jon B. was (IIRC) the one who presuaded me to buy Blueberry Boat.
I believe it was me tapping my fingers together nefariously that sent a few people running for their local CD merchant (or iTunes).
Yeah, my local CD merchants were all out of stock, so I resorted to iTunes. Now I wish I had the higher fidelity of the CD, as the album is so sonicly complex.
Thanks for the old links, Jon - it was fun to read that long review again after I've listened to the album extensively:
hayden "Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan" Jul 9, 2004 7:24:47 am PDT
Yes, I love the fuck out of Blueberry Boat. I've had the argument between the two brothers over Jenny at the end of Chief Inspector Blancheflower running through my head all morning.
By a curious coincidence, I was just reading a very thorough analysis of "My Dog Is Lost" and "Blueberry Boat" here: [link] Fascinating stuff. You non-musicians might want to skip the music analysis, but I loved it. Be sure to click on all the previous analyses linked at the top of the post.
There's more, but I'm Nilly'ed out.
Thank you.
You non-musicians might want to skip the music analysis, but I loved it.
Cool link, Hayden. As a non-musician I dig that kind of thing, the more detail the better. I especially appreciate the time breakdown. Way easier for me to follow than "at bar 38" or "right after the G# in the third chorus". (Btw, I don't know if you checked your email: Eliot passed the bar.)
Cut the Robbie Fulks track, if it's not too late.
And I really like what I have heard of TV on the Radio.
And and thank you all for the internet radio pointers!
I've had the argument between the two brothers over Jenny at the end of Chief Inspector Blancheflower running through my head all morning.
I feel like you might enjoy this song.
Note to Red Sox fans: Joe Pernice has recorded a very silly song about Manny Ramirez.
Read what Joe wrote about the song.
P-C: thanks! I probably would. I've liked the Of Montreal I've heard, and anyone in the Elephant 6 Collective is a priori jake with me.
Btw, I don't know if you checked your email: Eliot passed the bar.)
I saw! Hell yeah! I also emailed you an apology back yesterday (re: my backchannel screw-up) and have heard not a peep from you since, from which I can assume that either a) you are busy or b) you'd rather leave me twisting in the wind, curious as to whether I've finally gone too far in my oblivious offense-giving.
Now playing: The Name Of This Band Is Talking Heads, disc two. Which brings the funk.