Christmas was great this year. Chris raided the rubble of Tower’s fall and came up with some good CD stocking stuffers.
But he also asked me for an obscure import he’d heard about:
Labrador “Instamatic Lovelife”
…proving once again that I will never ever be able to reliably guess what sort of music this man likes.
“…that you will try to listen…that you will try to see…all the things I stand for…’cause I know you’re fond of me
Fond of me
Why does nobody listen? Why does nobody care? It’s love and disaster…”
When we sat to listen to the CD, I poked Chris and said, “You’re fond of me…”
“Oh…” he said. “When I first heard that I thought he was saying, ‘I know you from the Flea’…I thought the Flea might be some local nightclub.”
John Donne and the metaphysical poets ran through my head. “The Flea!” I giggled.
The next day I said “Don’t I know you from somewhere? From the Flea?”
The Tower liquidation had some good stuff, too. Remember Toad the Wet Sprocket? “All I Want”? That video is one that I got to see on Asian MTV when I lived in Mirnyy.
Well, the lead singer for Toad the Wet Sprocket has a solo album: glen Phillips “albulum”
It’s alright. Of course, it’s a little moody and college (following the steps of TTWS). The song “Fred Meyers” brought back fond memories of that Wal-mart-type store that I shopped at in Alaska–exactly the opposite of the intended effect of the song, which was meant to be a railing against big box stores.
But the big winner was Dar Williams’s new one “My Better Self.” Chris introduced me to Dar a long time ago, and we even got to see her in concert at the Warfield in San Francisco.
The first song ‘Teen for God’ was so chillingly dead on that it’s hard to listen to. That’s Dar for you:
“Dear Lord I plan each day
the things I will not do or say
But I’m driven by a passion—is it only there to tame?
It fills my heart and it calls my name, and
This world that you made for us,
I know I know it’s dangerous
So I ride a lot of horses I never even swear
It’s sort of like praying I’m just not there”
Bone on bone…that’s how she can hit you sometimes. Probably good PMS music, when you need something to cry about.
There is another album I didn’t get yet. I found it on a commercial, one of those geico caveman commercials. The group is Royksopp and the song is “Remind Me”
I’ll be ordering it soon, but check out the link. I think the video is way cool.
Footnote: I just watched the whole Toad the Wet Sprocket video again. Holy God, they are so young. _I_ was so young..a 19 year old zygote. I shudder to think of that time. I will never be that young again. Thank God for that.
Yay and Amen