There was some fuss this past summer about the Breeders commemorating the 20th anniversary of their highly acclaimed second album, Last Splash, by going on tour and playing the album in its entirety. I'd listened to the album before, back in 1993 or so, and though I did like the big singles "Cannonball" and "Divine Hammer", at the time the album as a whole didn't work for me, I just couldn't get into it. Hearing the album again as played live during their appearance at Bumbershoot, I found that I liked more of the songs and found it more interesting. However, it just never claimed a special place in my heart, as it did for so many others. Keeping that in mind, as I was thinking about the end of 2013 and posting about my favorite albums of the year, it occurred to me that it'd be amusing to write about my favorite albums that were released 20 years ago in 1993.

At the top of my list for 1993 is Star, the debut album by Belly, the band that Tanya Donelly formed after leaving both the Breeders and her original band Throwing Muses. Although I'd been listening to alternative radio WFNX in Boston for a few years by that point, Star was still something of an adventurous album for me; enough about it was quirky and unlike the music I typically enjoyed up to that point that I was surprised at myself for getting into it. It's remained a favorite of mine ever since, and I was a bit disappointed that no one was really talking up its 20th anniversary like Last Splash; in my mind at least, they're on par, and Star deserved some recognition this year.

The other album that I picked up when it came out in 1993 was Donald Fagen's second solo album, Kamakiriad. It hasn't really held up over time, like his first album The Nightfly, but I listened to it a lot back then and I remain fond of it. I'm placing this second in the list largely for being something I've enjoyed since its release; there are other 1993 releases that I now value more.

Speaking of 1993 releases I value more, the third place is a box set of previous material rather than a single album that was original to 1993, but I couldn't possibly leave it off a list of top releases for 1993. It is of course Message in a Box: The Complete Recordings, by the Police. The Police were to me what the Smiths were for many others just a few years later, the band that spoke deeply to me from early in my teenage years through college, well after they'd broken up. Even today, 30 years after their final original album and 20 years after the box set were released, the Police remain one of my all-time favorite bands, and this is one of the few releases I have from any year that I'd never willingly give up. I'm listing this third, after Kamakiriad, only because at the time it was expensive enough, and because I still had the Police albums on cassette tape, that it took a couple years before I picked this up.

For fourth place, I'll put down a lovely one-off, the self-titled Wade, quite possibly the most obscure album that I own. I learned of this album through my friend Jay—via my sister Andrea, who had the CD—who knew of it because a member of the band, drummer Anthony Koutsos, was also a member of Red House Painters (and later Sun Kil Moon). The band's choice of name was rather unfortunate; All Music Guide lists a dozen or so bands by the name Wade, and *still* erroneously associates the album with a completely different Swedish group. The album features some great post-rock violin, which is always a plus for me, and I just love the moody songs.

I have a tie for fifth place, partly because I learned of both bands at the same time through a mix tape that my friend Doug had which included a song from each, and partly because I love both albums and bands equally. These are Deep End by Tsunami, and Perfect Teeth by Unrest, two stalwarts of the '90s indie rock scene back when indie rock really did mean the bands were creating their own labels to release their own and others' music without the backing of the majors. How much do I love these? Just thinking of them was enough to make me stop playing the music I had going and put them on instead. (Perfect Teeth first, and then I'll play Deep End, in case you're wondering.) So, so good.

Next, I think I'll put Elemental by Tears for Fears. This was the first album that Roland Orzabal released under the band name after his partner Curt Smith left, and I rate it almost as good as Songs from the Big Chair.

For seventh place, I'll go with Diary of a Drunken Sun by Opium Den. It comes out of Boston's '90s goth-shoegaze-dreampop scene, which produced a fair amount of good bands that unfortunately never really broke out of the local scene. It's gorgeously dark and gothic, good music for anticipating the apocalypse. The band's guitarist, Christian Gilbert, later went on to found another of my favorite brief-and-obscure Boston bands, Reflecting Skin.

In eighth place, keeping things dark and dreampoppy, I have Souvlaki by Slowdive. For years I had this on my list of albums to buy, and kept passing it up in favor of other things. But now that I have it, it definitely rates a place on the list of top albums from 1993.

Finally, I'll go back to Boston for a band with a different sort of moodiness, Morphine, and their album Cure for Pain. I liked several of their songs over the years without ever really getting into the band, but there's no question they also deserve a place on the list.

Honorable mentions include Invisible Threads by Andy Summers and John Etheridge, Bombazine by Meryn Cadell, Massive Blur by Melissa Ferrick, Laid by James, Red House Painters (aka "Rollercoaster") by Red House Painters, Dusk by The The, and Tortoise by Tortoise.
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Okay, this is just ridiculous and impossible. Over the past several months, Safari's performance has become worse and worse until it now takes five times longer to do anything than it should. Even now, just trying to type in the post window for LiveJournal, I'm getting repeated beach-ball spinners as Safari lags and tries to keep up with what should be a negligably simple task. It's behaving as though the graphics engine/processor is constantly tied up at 100% capacity. At first the problem seemed to be tied to running Windows in Parallels at the same time, but now it just behaves terribly no matter what I'm doing—I could have Safari as the only program open and still be having this terrible lag and responsiveness. I have no idea what the problem is, doing things such as removing the Flash plug-in and resetting Safari had little if any effect, and I doubt whether wiping my whole system and reinstalling would actually resolve it or not. I do, or did, want to upgrade to OS X Lion, so that would be a good time to do a wipe and clean install. But I wonder whether the problem actually is somehow hardware-related—after all, this laptop is about 4.5 years old now, and did get splashed with hot chocolate earlier this year (not to mention there's probably lots of cat hair stuck inside)—in which case trying to fix it by a software reinstall would be a waste of time. Unfortunately simply replacing it is still not an option, at least not until the car crash settlement is resolved and possibly not even then, depending on how that goes. However, I'm going to have to do something soon, because this is getting to be literally unworkable. I guess tomorrow I'll really have to spend time backing things up so I can give the wipe and reinstall a try.

Meanwhile I'm working on a review of Unwoman's new album Uncovered Volume 1. (Super-short version: I like it, it's good.) It's going slower than expected (and not just because of the terrible computing performance I'm suffering with right now); I'd hoped to have it done this evening, but it became clear I wasn't going to finish before midnight. And I'm pretty tired as I got up at 7 am this morning—about four hours after I usually go to bed and two hours before I usually wake up—in order to attend a meeting at City Hall in support of KEXP's proposed move to Seattle Center. Incidentally, I'm proud of myself for never nodding off during the meeting, and I also managed to resist taking a nap this afternoon, although I didn't really accomplish anything else particularly useful today. In any case, I doubt I'll be staying up much later, so I'll probably finish up the review tomorrow or over the weekend—I should definitely have it done by Monday, in part because I'm expecting to have a lot more paid work to do next week and in part because I don't want to drag it out any longer than that. Oh and I still have to sort through my Bumbershoot photos and get those uploaded; I was intending to start that this evening, but then I thought that, having already listened to Uncovered a couple times, it wasn't going to take long to marshall my thoughts around it. Clearly I'm in danger of over-thinking it. Well, more on that later.
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All I have are scattered thoughts tonight.


Let me paint you a picture… pictures predate written words. Is that why I'm envious of visual artists? A picture's worth a thousand words. But just as often you'd need a thousand pictures moving, and a thousand more, 24 frames per second, thousands and thousands to tell the same story that could be told more concisely, more timely, more deeply through writing. The Lord of the Rings can be re-told in thirteen hours of film, and so much is expressed so much more effectively and concisely through the medium of moving pictures. And yet so much nuance and detail must be left out as well.


No, that's not what I want to write about. I'm thinking about art because I went through my bookmarks of artists and designers, looking at websites I only glance at once or twice a year. I went through the miscellany folder as well. Why do I still have all these bookmarks for sites I never look at? Sites I bookmarked ten or twelve years ago, maybe even more. It's more surprising that so many of them are still around, some of them even recently updated. I deleted some bookmarks, recognizing I just don't care about those sites anymore and won't read them again, as well as deleting a few that were defunct and gone. I still have too many for a just-in-case need that never comes, for a passing interest that is long gone. 


From bookmarks to books, some of the books on my shelves fit the same description, read and enjoyed long ago and never glanced at again. Though there it's surprising how many old old favorites I have that I will still turn to at times. I don't read much anymore, I haven't for decades now since college. NPR did a readers' choice poll to determine a list of the top 100 science-fiction and fantasy books, and I was surprised that I'd only read 31 of them. Sometime somehow I grew tired of seeing bookstore shelves full of series after series, so many looking like the same thing over and over. In the past few years I've felt more interested in looking up some of the older classics I never read, really old things such as Lord Dunsany's works, but I haven't done that yet either. I feel as though I became closed off, content with what I loved in my youth and disinterested in what's been done since, mainly making exceptions for a few favorite authors such as William Gibson or Stephen Donaldson.


Which is a funny contrast to my feelings about music. I'm listening now to a smart playlist of music that I haven't played in over two years, because I have that much music and because I listen to KEXP much more often than to my own collection. And I still love much of the old music, but I'm still so interested in new music as well. Over half my music collection, over 6,000 songs, was released in 2000 or later. And I haven't understood how people could stop listening to music. It's such a common thing it seems, people enjoy it as teenagers, as college students they find a few particular favorite bands, and then they just stop seeking out anything new, maybe they even stop listening to what's now old and familiar and once beloved. I know people get busy, they don't have so much time to pay attention, and I know new music has become harder to find if you're not actively seeking it, as commercial radio has been dying a long slow strangling death. But to be content with that? I'll never understand that.



And that's all the rambling for tonight.
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This is the opposite of how I'm feeling. But it does cheer me up, to acknowledge that, and think about these lyrics instead. And Jay will bitch at me if I write about how I'm feeling.

"swap your dull grey thoughts
for fierce demands you can stand up to
don't put yourself down, you'll never win
so let's all smash through
through the fear of being real
through the fear of being really you
'cause living it up, it's a big deal
it's good for you"
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My goddaughter Maddalena had her first choir performance yesterday, and I attended the concert. It was actually a pretty big deal too, as the Seattle Girls Choir features students from first grade through high school in various choirs, so the whole event was about two hours long. I've never been particularly big on choral performances, so I was a bit surprised by how much I enjoyed this. All of the choirs were really good, they each did a fun song as well as more serious pieces, and I enjoyed all of the music. I also had a strong sense of nostalgia for my years in student orchestras, remembering how much fun that was and how big a part of my life it was. I'm glad that Maddalena has such a strong interest in music and singing already, and hope that she will continue on at least through the rest of her school years, as I believe the choir will be a great benefit to her as she grows up. And although I'm still trying to straighten out my own use of time, and will continue to be heavily involved in supporting KEXP, I feel I should consider looking into some youth music program that could use some volunteer help as well. It's something to keep in mind at least.
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Gil Scott-Heron died a few days ago.

I'm a bit surprised by how that's stayed present in my mind, how it's affecting me. I haven't cried about it, I wouldn't say that I've even been particularly sad as such, and yet for some reason it's stayed present in my mind: what a sad loss for us. Sad that he should die now, only 62 years old, when just last year he released his first new studio album in 16 years, I'm New Here, and hopefully might have had much more music and poetry to share with us had he not passed. 

He's most famous of course for one of his earliest works, "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised", and deservedly so, but did ever so much more than just that poem/song. On KEXP, DJ Riz just played a good 20 minutes of Scott-Heron's music, jazzy and soulful and uplifting, and it's just more evidence that my music collection is sorely deficient for not including any of it. Which is another reason why it's a bit peculiar that I've been feeling so affected by his death: I've had "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised" in my iTunes shopping cart / wish list for several years now but still haven't purchased it, and I've been thinking for about as long that I really needed to check out more of his music but haven't done so. My familiarity is entirely based on what I've happened to hear on the radio (mostly KEXP) over the years. I wouldn't expect to care that much, and yet I do; I believe from what I've heard that I've really been missing out by not knowing his work better, and I think it's very unfortunate that I never saw him perform live and now never will. 

KEXP's recent documentary series "Poets and Music" included a segment, episode #9, on Gil Scott-Heron. I recommend checking it out.

And with my ever-present struggle of overcoming myself to be the better person I believe I should be, it's no surprise that in the wake of his passing the song I've been thinking about the most has been "Don't Give Up"—listen to it here on YouTube, read the lyrics here on LyricsWiki
Spirits say don't give up
Yes it's time to stop your fallin'
You've been down long enough
Can't you hear the spirits callin'?
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Last week I was having a conversation with a friend about the music I was listening to twenty years ago. As I recall, my favorite artists at the time were still Heart, the Police, Steely Dan, and Joe Jackson, with They Might Be Giants a relatively new favorite. I now feel compelled to dig into my box of audio cassettes to see if I can figure out what else I had back then… The Sundays' first album Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic was definitely still a favorite; oh, Pink Floyd of course!; Supertramp; Yes; I have a mixtape I made of some B-52s stuff on one side and TMBG on the other; and I think I'd gotten into the Sugarcubes by that point… I know I was listening to WFNX, WBCN, and Rock-101 (WGIR-FM), which is to say a mix of alternative, modern mainstream, and classic rock. The key bands for me at that point were probably Joe Jackson and They Might Be Giants, with the Police, Pink Floyd, and to some extent Heart still really important as well.

In any case, thinking about that older music reminded me of a mixtape I made for another friend in 1997. I believe it was the first mixtape I made for which all of the music came from CDs I owned, rather than copying from tape to tape. As a result, not only do I still have a copy of the mix on cassette—I always liked to keep a copy of the mixes I made—but also I was able to recreate the mix in a playlist in iTunes. I've only listened to the playlist once or twice since I recreated it a couple years ago, as I have so much new stuff to listen to. But that means when I do listen to it, I'm overwhelmed by the thrill of hearing that particular music again in that particular sequence, the memory of that time. As a result of that conversation last week, I played that mix again, and as I posted on Facebook, it's glorious.

The mix is called "Mark of the Blue Man", and it was made after taking a friend from work to see Blue Man Group in Boston. It was my third time attending the show, and as luck had it, I was chosen for one of the audience participation sequences, which involved one of the Blue Men rubbing some of his blue bodypaint on my cheek—hence the name of the mix. The opening track, "B'Boom" by King Crimson, was meant to evoke the drumming done throughout the show—Blue Man Group's album Audio didn't come out until 1999—and the final track, "Last Train to Trancentral" by the KLF, was also used as the climax of their show. In between, I included lots of songs I loved at the time by many of my then-current favorite artists. Notably, although I did include a song each by Joe Jackson and TMBG, I otherwise used nothing that I'd been listening to back in 1991, and most of the music (including the TMBG song I used) hadn't even been released then.

The first side is mostly on the goth-shoegaze-dreampop continuum, while the second side is basically pop-rock. I'll include the source album name in parentheses.

Side A
  1. "B'Boom", King Crimson (THRAK)
  2. "Stupid Song", Mistle Thrush (Super Refraction)
  3. "Iceblink Luck", Cocteau Twins (Heaven or Las Vegas)
  4. "Hundreds & Thousands", An April March (Lessons in Vengeance)
  5. "Graffiti", Throwing Muses (The Real Ramona)
  6. "It's All Like Today", Mistle Thrush (Super Refraction)
  7. "Goldmund", The Sonora Pine (The Sonora Pine)
  8. "Tomorrow's Tears", Cranes (Wings of Joy)
  9. "Jack in the Box", Elysian Fields (Bleed Your Cedar)
  10. "Discopolis", The Dambuilders (Against the Stars)
  11. "Flowereyed", Mistle Thrush (Silt)
Side B
  1. "Mission Drive", The Wonderstuff (Never Loved Elvis)
  2. "King of Spain", Moxy Früvous (Bargainville)
  3. "Battle of Who Could Care Less", Ben Folds Five (Whatever and Ever Amen)
  4. "Colin's Heroes", The Dambuilders (Encendedor)
  5. "Super-connected", Belly (King)
  6. "Carnival", The Cardigans (Life)
  7. "Sleeping in the Flowers", They Might Be Giants (John Henry)
  8. "Hello City", Barenaked Ladies (Gordon)
  9. "I'm Your No. 1 Fan", The Beautiful South (0898)
  10. "Steppin' Out", Joe Jackson (Night & Day)
  11. "Vertigogo", Combustible Edison (Four Rooms soundtrack)
  12. "Last Train to Trancentral", The KLF (The White Room)
I still believe this is one of the best mixes I've ever made. I got the flow just the way I wanted it, and I still love all these songs.
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I've been busy catching up on the concert reviews, and I'm really close to done now—I've just got one more from last month, the Hotels CD release show, and then two for this month and I'm done. It'll be funny to be caught up again, I actually wonder now what will I write about. I haven't written any Dungeon World-related stuff in a while—or even thought much about it, which is bad as I'm supposed to start running a game of it tomorrow—and I can get back to that, for one thing. And I'll have the usual stuff about my life, although I do want to avoid going back into a series of "ugh, not getting things done" posts (which means I have to do something about that).

But I think doing all these music posts at once emphasizes how much of my life revolves around music. Maybe I'll need to branch out and start talking about albums, not just live performances. When I'm not listening to KEXP, I tend to listen to my own music on random shuffle, which is great for variety but means that I tend to not become very familiar with the new albums I buy. So going back to review albums would get me to listen to some of them a few more times. Another thing I keep thinking of doing is going through the catalogues of some well-known musicians with whom I feel I ought to be more familiar—David Bowie for example, or something challenging for me like Public Enemy. That's more work since it means finding what I can dig up at the library and managing to get copies, or sometimes maybe finding all the individual songs on YouTube or something (not file-sharing though, I just refuse to bother with any of that stuff). I suppose it doesn't always have to be the full back catalogue, it could just be key albums; that at least would help me to tackle the challenge. Anyhow, something to think about.
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Oops, distracted with other things, and distracting myself from some necessary tasks today, so I've almost run out of time to make a post. Here are a couple random thoughts.

I keep a smart playlist in iTunes of songs "last played 2 years ago". The last time I was using that list was back around June or so. In the past six months since I've used it, it's grown again to over 700 songs. That's a lot of music to have simply not been played in over two years. Do other people have this situation?

I've still have Dungeon World: Seattle on my mind this week, and I've wanted to spend more time brainstorming setting ideas. So far though I've just had this one stuck in my head:
Horse: a beast of burden. Horses come in three types.
Porter—two-legged, strong, docile, good for dungeon delving, can carry torches as well as gear and treasure
Runner—four-legged, fast, good for long-distance travel
Hauler—six-legged, strong, slow, used for moving trade goods and other large burdens, and pulling wagons
Horses are also known as 'taurs.

And now I'm out of time.
KEXP is in the midst of posting "top 10 albums of 2010" lists by the various DJs,  and they also asked the staff and interns to submit their own lists for posting. I didn't get a list written up in time, as I had a busy weekend. But also, I wasn't really sure whether I'd even have enough to put on a top ten list. I don't actually buy that many albums during the year, so I don't have that many to choose from in the first place. To some extent, I could argue that if I'm excited enough about the songs I've heard by a particular artist to buy the album, by default that means I think their album is one of the best of the year, even though I haven't heard the many many others that were released. But it still feels kind of weak to claim that the very few albums I've actually heard are somehow the top ten of the year. Also, the set of albums I did buy still isn't a proper basis for making a top ten list, as I have several more still on my list of albums to buy, some of which no doubt would displace the ones I do have.

So, here are the albums I did get this year:
Alabaster, The Diary I Should Have Burned
The Animals at Night, Cut to Chase Chorus and Fade
Annuals, Sweet Sister (EP)
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Beat the Devil's Tattoo
Fol Chen, Part II: The New December
Goldfrapp, Head First
New Young Pony Club, The Optimist
Julia Nunes, I Think You Know (EP)
Owen Pallett, Heartland
Phantogram, Eyelid Movies
The Redwood Plan, Racing Towards the Heartbeat
School of Seven Bells, Disconnect from Desire
The Secret History, The World That Never Was
Unwoman, Casualties
Various Artists, Music for Our Future (Inspired by the SyFy Original Series Caprica)

That's only 15 albums, two of which are EPs rather than "full-length" CDs. And when I checked my iTunes library to make the list, I found that I'd already forgotten about some of them. Furthermore, I've only listened once each to nine of the albums on that list, although at least in the case of the Redwood Plan, I've actually heard most of the songs several times either live or on the radio, so I'm more familiar with it than my iTunes play count would indicate. 

Now, here's my current list of albums that came out this year that I still want to get:
Daft Punk, Tron: Legacy soundtrack
Depreciation Guild, Spirit Youth
Foals, Total Life Forever
Freezepop, Imaginary Friends
Glasser, Ring
Head Like A Kite, Dreams Suspend Night
LCD Soundsystem, This Is Happening
Maximum Balloon, Maximum Balloon
Shit Robot, From the Cradle to the Rave
Underworld, Barking
Warpaint, The Fool
Zola Jesus, Valusia EP

That's another 12 albums right there, and I know for certain that even though I haven't heard all of the Foals album, for example, it would be in my top ten for 2010.

And if I look at KEXP's voting list for listeners to select the top 90.3 albums of 2010, I'm seeing some more albums that I've either forgotten or should probably consider putting on my list, such as:
The Black Angels, Phosphene Dream
Black Mountain, Wilderness Heart
Gabriel Mintz, Volume One
Gorillaz, Plastic Beach
Interpol, Interpol
Local Natives, Gorilla Manor
Massive Attack, Heligoland
Noddy, Remora, Remora
Stripmall Architecture, Feathersongs for Factory Girls
Tame Impala, InnerSpeaker
Velella Velella, Atlantis Massif
Zola Jesus, Stridulum 
!!!, Strange Weather, Isn't It?

So, there's another 13 albums I think are worth hearing, just based on the few songs I have heard (and in some cases on the strength of the artist's previous work). I could probably add a few more; I'm definitely skipping a few that I saw on the voting list. Between the 15 albums that I have and the rest of the ones I know I have some interest in hearing, that's 40 albums for 2010 that I believe are worth checking out.
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Bleah. Spent a long time on work yesterday, didn't get to bed until about 4:30 am today. Stayed in bed until noon, got about 7 hours of sleep, but I've still had a do-nothing day. 

Look, instead of feeling down about myself and writing about that, since I only have a short time left to post today, let me tell you about something cool I learned about yesterday. If you're reading this on Facebook then you've probably seen the links I was posting yesterday, so apologies for the repeat. Another friend of mine posted a link to a video for a song called "Alice", which was created by sampling and remixing sounds, vocals, and music from Disney's Alice in Wonderland. It's very catchy; even though there aren't really lyrics as such, I've had the lyrical melody running through my head all day. It's also extremely well done and I highly recommend giving it a listen. The artist works under the name Pogo, and it turns out that he has a large selection of songs he's created the same way, using Disney films, other classic films such as The King and I or Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, and even more recent works such as Harry Potter or the TV series Dexter. He currently has 17 videos available on his YouTube channel, and also has a larger selection of his music available for free download on his website, www.pogomix.net, as well as yet more on Last.fm. I've already downloaded everything that's available, and will be checking back regularly for more updates.
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Part of the reason that I'm a professional editor, and not a professional writer, is that I actually find writing to be a difficult and lengthy process. Sometimes it comes to me fairly effortlessly. I can certainly be inspired, sit down, and pound out a thousand words or two in a couple hours. I've done so in this very journal before; I'd say that in the 40 Topics / 40 Days / 40 Years series, more often than not the difficulty was keeping the post down to a reasonable length, rather than struggling to find something to say. Often, however, I need to spend a lot of time thinking—which yes may well look like procrastinating—and even in the midst of writing I'll pause a lot, revise as I'm going, or maybe just sit and stare, asking myself what the hell I'm going to write. That doesn't work so well when I'm paid by the hour, and even if I were working for a flat fee or salary instead of hourly, I would still have to get the writing done in a "reasonable" amount of time.

Although I've been writing about rock concerts for years now, I often find myself at a loss for what to say other than "I liked it" or "I didn't like it". That seems pretty inexcusable for someone who's trained as a musician and has so many years of attending shows and seeing a variety of artists of different caliber. That's part of the reason I stopped regularly writing concert reviews over a year ago, I just needed some time away from that—and I was out of things to say about Hotels, whom I was seeing all the time. 

So, despite taking sometimes very wordy notes during Decibel Festival, I'm still not done my write-ups for the weekend. I do have write-ups for Wednesday and Thursday done and in the system now, so hopefully the first one will go up tomorrow or Wednesday—it depends in part on getting photos and on what else is scheduled for the blog this week, given that it's a membership drive. I'm also trying to finish Friday's write-up tonight, and it's proving tough because I didn't have much to say about the sets I saw and I have to say something more than just "I went to this venue and saw this artist". I'm doing my best. I'm hoping Saturday and Sunday won't be as difficult, as I did take more notes for those days and found more interesting things to talk about. I'm expecting some paid editing work to drop on me any day now, and it has been over a week since Decibel Festival ended, so I'm trying to get this done as quickly as possible. Hopefully people will enjoy the results.
The Real Ramona, Throwing Muses

Lessons in Vengeance, An April March

Life, The Cardigans

Big World, Joe Jackson

Live 1980-86, Joe Jackson

A Hundred Days Off, Underworld

Airs Above Your Station, Kinski

Heaven or Las Vegas, Cocteau Twins

Everything!, Tones on Tail

Abacab, Genesis

B.P.M. 1991-1994, Unrest

Deep End, Tsunami

Strange Free World, Kitchens of Distinction

Little Queen, Heart

Antidote, Foals

Because I couldn't think of another topic I really wanted to get into, and I was running out of time to post.

See this earlier post for context.
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So I've been tagged by five people so far on Facebook about the "15 albums in 15 minutes" meme: list the first 15 albums you can think of that will always stick with you. You're supposed to then tag 15 people including the person who tagged you in their list; I'm tempted to wait until another 10 people tag me. The thing is, the "don't take too long to think about it" rule is almost impossible to follow: I'd have had to respond immediately upon seeing the first note, and since I did not, I have of course been thinking about what I would list. Still, this is mostly off the top of my head, and without having my CD collection nearby to look over. Also, I wrote the list, then went back and filled in the commentary on each album, which helped to keep the actual list spontaneous.

1. Ghost in the Machine, The Police
Really I'm tempted to just put Message in a Box: The Complete Recordings and call it good, but if I had to choose just one album by the Police, this would be it. The middle third isn't as strong as the first or last, but the whole thing is pretty solid and it ranges from very personal to global in scope, from the uplifting hopefulness of "Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic" to the bleakness of "Darkness". The kids just a touch younger and hipper than I was had The Smiths, but this is what I had and it came first.

2. Dog & Butterfly, Heart
I always liked Heart, but really fell in love with the band after they released their self-titled album in the mid-'80s that revamped their style and kicked off their comeback. The first time I went to see a rock concert, it was to see Heart playing in Manchester NH on their Bad Animals tour. I also started collecting all their albums, and quickly came to prefer their older '70s sound. It's tough to choose just one of their albums, but this one is the most cohesive and all of its songs hold up, nothing falls flat. Dreamboat Annie is very close and has something of a sustained concept, but a couple of its songs are oddly out of place in that context.

3. Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic, The Sundays
My god do I still love this album. Harriett Wheeler's voice and delivery, the sparseness of the music, the wistfulness and melancholy… I remember reading a review back when it came out that dismissed the songs as "forgettable," and I find that as shockingly wrong-headed now as I did then. I'm still not exactly sure of all the lyrics and I still don't care, the sheer beauty carries it.

4. Decksanddrumsandrockandroll, The Propellerheads
This album is so awesome, eleven years later I am still hoping they will someday put out a second one. I do think "On Her Majesty's Secret Service" goes on a bit too long—but then it was for the closing credits of a film—but really you can't listen to this album and not want to be in an superspy-action film.

5. Greatest Hits, Steely Dan
Okay, I could put Aja rather than a compilation album, but I had this one first and it does have most of their hits; I do love all of their classic albums, but I can easily get by with just this.

6. Encendedor, The Dambuilders
Joan Wasser rocks the violin like no one else. The rest of the band live up to her level.

7. Where Hearts Go Broke, Hotels
No, really. There's a reason I keep going on about Hotels, and attending as many of their shows as possible. So much of what I love about early-'80s New Wave—the angst, wistfulness, hopefulness, passion, and great dance music—is distilled in this one album, and it still sounds fresh, not horribly dated. Although it's only been out a year and should be much too recent for a list of albums that will always stick with me, I'm pretty confident about including it.

8. Peregrine, Tara Jane O'Neil
Hmm. I immediately thought of including this one, and it's definitely one of my favorites, but I haven't actually listened to it in at least two years, I'd say. Then again I did listen to it a lot in 2000, when it came out, and although that was a year with several really great albums, this was the one I ultimately decided was my favorite. I do know if I listen to it again I'll fall in love with it all over, and it's as good for background music as it rewards close listening, too. 

9. Silt, Mistle Thrush
Maybe I should put Drunk with You, their final album, down on the list instead of Silt, their first full-length. Because the reason I was attending all of Mistle Thrush's shows for two or so years was that I could only hear the songs that ended up on Drunk with You when the band played live—they held off on releasing the album due to a bad publishing contract they were waiting out. But when Drunk with You was finally released, it did not include "You're So Divine," one of their most powerful songs in concert and one of my favorites; Silt, however, has "Flowereyed", the song that made me fall in love with the band in the first place, and the rest of the album is wonderful too. Not that Drunk with You isn't also a great album.

10. Downward Is Heavenward, Hum
This has to be one of the most underrated and overlooked albums of the '90s. Hum are mostly known for their song "Stars", off their first album You'd Prefer an Astronaut, but I think they perfected their sound with this album and it's much better than the first one. It's a shame they didn't continue… but then maybe this is the best we were going to get from them.

11. Night Works, Layo & Bushwacka!
This album always gets me grooving. In a sense, it's the reason I have an "iPhone Groove" playlist, so I can always have music on hand for when I'm moving. It's not too fast, it's not too hard, it flows really smoothly, it always sounds great.

12. Now That's What I Call Quite Good, The Housemartins
The album title says it all.

13. Louder Than Bombs, The Smiths
Once I did get into the Smiths, this became my favorite album of theirs. So much of it is just so much fun to sing along to.

14. Haley, Reflecting Skin
Leah Chandra's voice can still send chills up my spine. Reflecting Skin did not last long enough to get the recognition they should have. Amazing music that's dark and grand and mysterious and vast. When I was driving across the country to Seattle, I knew this was the album I wanted playing as we started the final day, driving from the eastern border of Idaho down through the rest of the Rockies.

15. Night and Day, Joe Jackson
Another case where it's hard to pick just one album. In fact i'm still waffling over putting Big World instead, but this was the one I loved first. 

As I said, although I did spend a little time thinking about the list before sitting down to write it—since I've had several days of people tagging me with their lists (which I haven't looked at yet, so as not to influence my own choices) before having time to write my own, I couldn't help that—I mostly composed the list just now as I'm writing this post, and I did it just on personal reflection, not even looking at my CD collection or iTunes. So it's interesting to compare it to another list I made three years ago, also in response to a blog meme: "my life in favorite albums", choosing a favorite album released each year of my life. The only albums here that aren't on that list are Night Works by Layo & Bushwacka!, Steely Dan's Greatest Hits, and Where Hearts Go Broke by Hotels, which wasn't even out yet. Greatest Hits came out in 1978, and so I could've put it on that list as an honorable mention, and Night Works came out in 2002, which was just a really tough year to make a choice.

Also, 15 albums is of course completely arbitrary; I could easily list another 15 albums that'll always stick with me, and then another 15 again.Then on the other hand, there are albums I'll always treasure, some of which I'd want to include in a list such as this, which I may now rarely ever listen to just because my interests have shifted; as noted above, Peregrine is one such album, and I went through most of the 2000s rarely listening to the Police until my high school 20th reunion in 2008 indirectly brought their music back strongly into my life.
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It's really hard to write these without doing any revising as I go! I just spent 15 minutes writing about the minor events of the past several days, and got bored and decided it wasn't worth posting. That leaves me 15 minutes to write something else, and really there's only so many times I can write about how it's the last minute and I have to get something posted—where by "so many times" I mean "I've already passed that limit". 

A minor incident over the weekend, that was pretty much all my own doing, left me feeling hurt; it didn't take too long to get over the strong feelings of hurtfulness, but it's still nagging at me. Also, while talking with my friends Tony and Pam on Sunday, I had to acknowledge yet again that the fifth anniversary of my condo purchase is looming, at which time my mortgage situation may get very very ugly, but I have no confidence that I can get any refinancing without a steady source of income to show—I doubt my irregular contracting income is going to cut it, particularly given how poor it's been overall in the past couple years and the other financial troubles I have as a result. 

On the flip side, I had an unexpected last-minute call for work yesterday and today, which by itself is good but also may end up paying better than normal. I also just learned on Friday of a new potential source of projects, and I know there's going to be some increase from my usual source coming up soon. And to counter that bit of hurtfulness, my friend and former neighbor Marie made a surprise visit to Seattle last week and I got to have dinner with her on Thursday, which was great (and we went to Quinn's, which neither of us had been to before, and that place is pretty amazing); plus there was dinner at Tony and Pam's on Sunday, and Dawn's birthday party last night was lots of fun and I met some cool new people there. 

A little bit ago, DJ Larry Rose on KEXP played the song "You Push, I'll Go"* by Baby Dayliner, which was possibly my favorite single from last year. It's just amazingly catchy. The lyrics conclude "if this is life it ain't so bad," and that's how I feel tonight.

*The link goes to the Song of the Day post on the KEXP Blog from last year, when this was the Song of the Day, and you can still listen to the MP3 there for free.
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On Friday I was challenged, or ordered, to listen to Christina Aguilera's new album Bionic, after offhandedly mentioning that I had no idea she had a new album because she's outside my usual musical interests. However, I know she's popular and supposed to be actually good and talented, so I figured I might as well take the challenge and give it a try. 

My short polite response after listening to Bionic is: it's not my thing.

Here's my longer response. It was written, rewritten, and expanded a bit stream-of consciousness, so it's not properly structured as a regular review, but I'm leaving it as is.

"Sex for Breakfast" was the first track that made me take notice and admit "hey, this is not bad" during my first listen. Note that it's halfway through the album, and not one of the three singles they've released.

"Elastic Love" is okay, on second listen. "Glam", "Lift Me Up", "I Am" are all passable. The singles—"Not Myself Tonight", "Woohoo", and "You Lost Me"—are weak at best. "You Lost Me" actually made me angry the first time I heard it, so that one doesn't even get a pass as "inoffensive"; hearing it again when I went through the album in order, it was just ignorable.

"My Girls" really ought to be better for a song co-written and produced by Le Tigre—musically at least it's probably the most interesting, at least to start, but then the lyrics/vocals come in and it's a third-rate Le Tigre rip-off. Still, it also gets a grudging "not bad".

Overall, the best I can say is the album's mostly inoffensive, ignorable, and forgettable. Like I said, "Sex for Breakfast" was the one track that kind of stood out on first listen, and "My Girls" started out promising but didn't really hold up, and the rest... meh.

I mean really, This Island by Le Tigre is a far far better album than Bionic. It's also mostly a different style though, so it's not a fair comparison. But Aguilera got their help on a song, she worked with Ladytron on three songs—which are on the deluxe edition, so I haven't heard those—and she worked with Goldfrapp on a couple that apparently she didn't finish and put out... She's going to musicians I highly respect, and obviously she's working with them because she values what they do, not as some kind of move to be trendy or pull some kind of cred. So I'm going to expect more than I might otherwise, and I'm going to judge this partly in comparison to the work of those musicians even though it's a different style. And in my judgment, the electropop/synthpop aspects of this album are weak, the R&B isn't any better, and, yeah, there's a reason I don't listen to top-40 pop, because it's bland mediocre crap.

Which is not to say all the music I listen to is sparkling gold, but—man, I can't help it, this just brings out my hipster music snobbishness no matter how hard I try to be diplomatic. I find it difficult not to just offhandedly dismiss the whole thing as a load of shit. And it makes me think that, if on the one hand this is the kind of crap the major labels are pushing at the mainstream public, and on the other hand this is the kind of crap that the mainstream public actually buys in preference to more musically interesting or challenging or accomplished work, then it's no wonder the music industry is dying.
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When I was young, my parents’ car had only AM radio, and we listened to WBZ all the time, but back then AM radio stations still played music. So I grew up hearing a mix of pop and light rock from the ‘60s and ‘70s; to this day I associate a lot of top-40 ‘70s pop-rock with trips to the beach in the summer, and thus think of it fondly.

Around when I was twelve, in my first year of Scouts, and starting junior high, I started being exposed to a wider variety of rock, mainly what we now call classic rock or album-oriented rock (“classic rock” hasn’t already been drifted to mean rock of the ‘80s, has it?), but also with some new wave and punk mixed in. I think I learned about “Rock 101” WGIR-FM from some of the older kids and younger leaders in the Scout troop, and we’d listen to that station while driving to or from camping trips. I distinctly remember being in a cabin on one early camping trip and hearing The Police on the radio, and recognizing for the first time that I’d heard those songs before and really liked them. In that respect, The Police was the first band I became a fan of, knowing who they were and being actively interested in hearing more of their music. Rock 101 also featured “Block Party Weekends,” when all weekend they’d play songs in sets of three per artist, and so it quickly became one of my favorite stations. For some reason we had an old FM radio in the basement, and I claimed it and started listening to my own music in my room.

We also got MTV around that time; I don’t recall whether our local cable company had it from the start, but we definitely had it within its first year of operation. My younger sister proved to be the MTV fiend, watching countless hours of it, but my older sister and I certainly watched a fair amount as well. At the time, I remember rejecting a lot of the music on account of the goofy and outlandish videos; if I thought the video looked stupid, I was likely to think the song was stupid as well. However, my tastes were still developing, and before the ‘80s were over I was already looking back at that music and realizing a lot of it was catchy and I really enjoyed it. A couple years later, I got my first boombox, which included a cassette player. I remember I was given three blank cassettes as well, which I was supposed to use for some kind of French class project, recording myself practicing my French I think. Instead, I started taping songs I liked off the radio, filling all three within a few months. I still have those tapes today, although I haven’t actually listened to them in over a decade and suspect they might be too worn out to play.

I already knew of Heart and liked them before they released their self-titled album in 1985, but that was when I really got into their music and acquired all their older albums. A couple summers later when I heard that they were coming to Manchester to play a concert, I realized for the first time that I could choose to go see a band I liked: I had money, I knew how to drive, and they were playing close by. So I got Scott and Eldy to come along with me, and that was my first rock concert, in a park along the river in Manchester.

Despite that realization, I continued to treat concerts as special events over the next several years, something I did only once or twice a year. During college, I saw Joe Jackson (for the first time) in Lowell, I saw 10,000 Maniacs at UNH, I saw Genesis at Foxboro Stadium (my first and so far only actual stadium show), and I saw They Might Be Giants at the Avalon nightclub in Boston. That last show was I believe my first time going to Boston to see a band play, and my trips down to Boston to see shows continued to be few and far between for the next several years.

Two events in 1999 caused me to start attending concerts more often. First, I started working full-time in Boston, and as my life centered more around being in Boston, it was easier to be there for shows. Second, I saw the band Mistle Thrush live for the first time. My friend Jay had been a huge fan of Mistle Thrush for a few years, and had gradually won me over. In April of that year, they opened for Love & Rockets at Avalon, a show we were sure not to miss, and I thought Mistle Thrush’s performance was fantastic. More importantly, neither of us recognized most of the music they played, it was new material, and we soon learned from talking to lead singer Valerie at a later show that due to some complications the band wouldn’t be releasing an album of this new material for quite a while; the only way to hear it was to attend their shows. So I made a point of seeing them as often as I could, and fortunately they played fairly regularly. This became even easier the following summer of 2000 when I moved just outside Boston and no longer had to drive back up to Nashua afterward.

Mistle Thrush played varying slots at shows, sometimes opening, sometimes headlining, sometimes in the middle. Because of that, and because Jay and I had befriended the band and liked to talk to them, I always made sure to get to the show when it opened, regardless of when Mistle Thrush were scheduled to play, and that meant I started seeing a lot of other bands, local or touring, that I’d never heard of. Usually the other bands would be okay, nothing special, but sometimes I’d discover a great new band and fall in love with them, and only very rarely was a band so bad that I thought I’d rather have missed them. These experiences led to me formulating my two rules about going to see live music: one, it’s always the right decision to go to the show; two, it’s always worthwhile to catch the opening act.

By random chance, Mistle Thrush’s long-awaited third album came out about six weeks before I moved to Seattle, so I had the fortune of attending their CD-release show, which was phenomenal and easily one of their best performances. Just the other day, Jay pointed me at a YouTube video from one of their live performances—it’s hard to say for certain, but I believe I’m actually in the video as part of the crowd—and I had shivers from the thrill of hearing them again. I still miss them very much.

When I moved to Seattle, I didn’t know any of the local bands or clubs, and so for the first few months I didn’t go out to any shows. However, it happened that my favorite radio station in Boston, Boston College’s WZBC, had the same frequency as Seattle’s independent music station KEXP, 90.3 FM, and it was immediately clear that KEXP was the station to listen to here. One Saturday afternoon in June, I was listening when a local band, Orbiter, played live in the KEXP studio and mentioned they were playing a show that night (at the long-gone Sit & Spin laundromat/nightclub). I enjoyed their set, and realized that with nothing else planned anyhow, I should go see the show. That began my concert-going adventures in Seattle.

For my first couple years, going to shows remained an occasional activity, but late in 2004 I realized how much I missed going out regularly like I used to do for Mistle Thrush, and resolved to make a point of attending at least one show a month in 2005. Because I also resolved to write once a week in my LiveJournal, I started writing reviews of the shows I was attending. It took another couple years for me to realize I should be volunteering for KEXP, and another couple years after that for my music writing and volunteering to merge into writing for the KEXP Blog.
My parents are not particularly musical. My mom can sing well enough, but my dad cannot carry a tune, though he is fond of humming tunelessly. However, they are both fond of music, and it was a regular part of our lives. In the morning and in the car we listened to WBZ AM radio, which at the time played a mix of current pop music along with news reporting. They regularly watched Evening At Pops, a weekly broadcast of concerts by the Boston Pops Orchestra, and would also watch other musical variety shows such as The Lawrence Welk Show, Sonny & Cher, the Donny & Marie show, and Solid Gold. My siblings and I watched all these shows with our parents, and also picked up music from kids’ shows such as Looney Tunes cartoons and The Muppet Show.

My parents had combined their record collections, but I don’t recall ever hearing any of my dad’s records. Occasionally my mom would listen to records instead of watching TV; in particular this became regular practice during thunderstorms, after our house was struck by lightning—as I recall, the reasoning was that running the TV was something that would attract lightning, but there was definitely a factor of avoiding damage to the TV as well, which is why we also unplugged it. Favorite records included a collection of Scott Joplin tunes; Peter, Paul & Mary in Concert; a couple John Denver albums; Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living in Paris; and the original Australian cast recording of Godspell (I have no idea why my mom got this particular version). My mom also had a few other musicals such as Carousel, some Judy Collins, and some classical music. Later, my dad got the first two Hooked on Classics albums, and I believe we had Hooked on Jazz as well.

We also got our own records. The earliest ones I recall are miscellaneous 45s of the sort of music we were hearing on the radio: Linda Ronstadt, Dolly Parton, Billy Joel, Sean Cassidy, and other artists in the vein of adult contemporary, folk, and country. My older sister had Glass Houses by Billy Joel, the Grease soundtrack, and Foreigner IV. My younger sister had Abba: The Album, and the first two Muppet Show albums. I had a K-Tel collection called Disco ’77, which as I recall had only one song that was really disco (“Car Wash” by Rose Royce) and a mix of other hits such as “Maybe I’m Amazed” by Paul McCartney; a later K-Tel collection I had included “Smoking in the Boy’s Room” (the original version, years before Mötley Crüe covered it) and “Disco Duck”. After Star Wars came out, I had an album of some orchestra performing the themes to Star Wars, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, and 2001: A Space Odyssey. All of us had other records as well, these are just some of the ones that immediately come to mind.

Besides watching music programs on TV and listening to records, we also saw live music. I’ve already mentioned the folk-music Mass that we attended weekly. My parents would take us to free concerts in the park by the Nashua Symphony or other musical groups, and to kids’ performers such as Rosenshontz. We also went to see some musical theater, such as a production of 1776. And they liked to take us to parades, where we’d see marching bands. It always surprises me when I hear that other people did not grow up with this sort of exposure to music, that their parents never took them to see a pops orchestra playing a free concert or some other such event.

And yet, despite music having such a strong presence in our lives, I'm still somewhat surprised that we turned into a musical family. My older sister learned piano; my younger sister started on flute and has now centered her life around music, currently finishing up her doctoral thesis for music composition; by the time my younger brother came around, it was a foregone conclusion that he'd learn an instrument, which ended up being clarinet, and he also began his college studies as a music education major before deciding that wasn't the path he wanted after all. As for myself, I learned the violin... but that's my next topic.
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Months ago in April, I started writing a series of articles for the KEXP Blog called "Know Your Subgenres". For various reasons it took me a long while to get a second one done, but I'm pleased to say a new article is up now. This installment is on what might be called the original subgenre of rock, rockabilly, and you can read it here on the KEXP Blog. It's actually the third article I've written; the one that took so long to write, about art rock, has been tabled for now so that we could have this one up in connection with the 22nd annual Shake the Shack Rockabilly Ball going on this weekend. 

I also wrote a review of Bat for Lashes in concert at the end of August, which I believe will still be going up on the KEXP Blog; there's been so much else going on with Bumbershoot and MusicFest NW that it kept being postponed. This weekend, despite writing about rockabilly for the Rockabilly Ball, I'm actually going to the Decibel Festival instead and blogging about that for KEXP; in fact right now I'm going to do a quick write-up of the opening events from last night.
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I've started writing a series of posts for the KEXP Blog called "Know Your Subgenres". The first article on shoegazing is now posted, and you can read it here. If you have suggestions for other subgenres you'd like to read about, let me know.
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