Constantines - Kensington Heights
Ladyhawk - Shots
Both for review purposes.
Mudcrutch - (s/t)
Tom Petty's original band reunited for a country rock lark. And while they break no new ground here whatsoever, it makes me want to skip out on work and drive to Florida. Like right now. Who's with me?
10-year old girl ripping Kansas' "Carry on My Wayward Son" a new asshole on a church organ, for the 75th time.
Ry Cooder - Paris TX, Original Soundtrack
I have been offered free lunch break access to a recording studio right by my office, so I have been debating what I would do with it, and further, if I should take up the offer at all. The answer to the latter is YES, you don't turn down free, so as to what - the only leaning I have now is soundtrack-y guitar figures, like this record thatI would have never thought of it were it not for this mention of it by Willy Vlautin (of Richmond Fontaine) in this week's Living with Music on Paper Cuts. Somehow I don't think anything I come up with will remotely compare to "I Knew These People," mostly because nothing can possibly compare to it.
Marshall Chapman - Goodbye, Little Rock and Roller
Lying somewhere in style and timeline between Dusty Springfield and Lucinda Williams. She has an autobiography of the same name and cover I saw at the library the other day that hopefully has the same frankness and swagger of the record, without the datedness.
Rickie Lee Jones - Pop Pop
I'm trying to find a less piggish way to say that, while I enjoyed this record up to the point of "I'll Be Seeing You," I think I may have grown a tiny uterus while listening to it.
Gillian Welch - Soul Journey
I got it bad for Gillian Welch.
Oh me oh my oh look at Miss Ohio
Runnin' around with her ragtop down
I wanna do right But not right now
Also, I just now realized "I Had a Good Mother and Father" is a cover of the Palace Brothers song. Will Oldham and Gillian Welch should become the new Gram/Emmylou. Write a hit song for a movie and get shitty drunk at award shows. And make out on Entertainment Tonight. Or something.
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