Along the lines of the friend with the good taste in music, there are a couple of professional bloggers out there whose sites I read regularly and whose taste in music I appreciate and generally agree with. One is Bob Cesca; another is John Cole.
Ah, but music tastes rarely match up 100 percent. Yesterday, Cole posted this.
Here is the question: does anyone know where I can get album art for Dead bootlegs. And please, I’ve dealt with about 500 emails today asking about the website, I don’t need 40 of you coming in here telling me the Dead suck. On a related note, I am also uninterested in hearing how much you like Phish.
Posted by Gillies on February 11, 2010
A tweet from John Cole at 1:55am on New Year’s Day:
I’m rocking Physical Graffiti at ear bleeding volumes.
That’s one I might need to add to my collection. I had it on cassette way back when.
Posted by Gillies on January 2, 2010
What I’ve learned from twitter so far- If you think you are being edgy and clever, you are probably just being an asshole.
- Annoying: the forecast still calls for snow on Saturday, December 5, the day I’m driving three hours.
Posted by Gillies on December 3, 2009
Just bits and pieces this evening.
- I know I’ve made something like this observation before, but I wonder how I would have reacted in 1986, when I had about 40-50 records and tapes, if you told that 23 years later I’d be able to keep the lot on a handheld computer that would also serve as a telephone, camera, video camera, notepad, calculator, address book, and so on. Would I have flipped out or shrugged? It’s conceivable that, as a 14 year old, I might have had loftier expectations for 2009, like space travel or invisibility or something.
- Speaking of the iPhone, on the way home from work today, the iPod served up a few outstanding songs. One was “Subway to Venus” by the Red Hots, a fitting tune for riding along in an absolutely packed Metro car. Exiting the station, I was about take off the headphones, when Genesis’ “Keep it Dark” came on. I’ve loved that big riff since the eighties.
I seriously would rather he spend his vacation reading the Onion and porn than the mustache of understanding.
Posted by Gillies on August 25, 2009
Just bits and pieces this evening. I may get around to finishing up 071009, but the hour is getting late.
- At the Metro entrance this evening, there was a guy doing a steel drum rendition of an opera song from Bizet’s Carmen. That may sound like I know my shit, but I only recognized the tune from a Sesame Street number featuring Elmo and Metropolitan Opera singer Denyce Graves. Melody may have worked on Sesame Street, but I can’t say I was feeling the steel drum version.
- Here’s a funny, music themed post at one of my favorite political blogs: Balloon Juice. Proprietor John Cole’s got some serious blogging chops. Yesterday, he asked his audience for help identifying a jazz tune he had heard on NPR. The key turned out to be this: “Bah, bah bap ba bada.”
- Unrelated to music, I don’t like to harsh on strangers in a superficial manner, but this morning I spotted a balding, middle aged dude driving a convertible Corvette which bore a vanity license plate that read “NO1.” First reaction: disgust. But then I thought, hey, we all have to do what we have to do to get through this slog of a life. Who am I to judge that dude? But then, this evening I saw the same NO1 gunning his cheesy ass ride up a quiet, residential street near my place. So, back to disgust.
Maybe I will have time to finish up 071009.
Posted by Gillies on July 14, 2009