Sunday, December 25, 2011


The rerelease of two albums that I have only ever experienced together, since the glory years. Very fitting for this true Sunday morning jam. Honestly, how rad is the makeup of this band? Coming from projetcs such as Slint, Rodan, Shipping News, June of 44, and Tortoise! Glory years indeed.

Promised works.

Promises for the new year, the new life.
Promised awesomeness.
Woke up this morning in Stockton, California. The warm smell of jook with biao guo and pork wafting through the house.
Merry Christmas everybody.
See you next year.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Visions of Sugar Plums

So stoked on this record. The efforts of Dustin Clark and friends. Thanx everybody. Quite possible the best Christmas album since Bootsy Collins' Christmas is 4 Ever.

Seriously, thank you all. And to all a good morning...

check it

Sunday, December 11, 2011

OFF! (my tits)

Define Sunday Morning? For me, on this day, Sunday, December 11, 2011, it happened shortly after midnight. Drunk off my tits on my own homemade egg nog I decided to put on some punk rock music. No better way to get the whiskey coursing through your veins. The hangover was so great, it took me until now to be able to form these words. That was one hell of a party.

Punk rock super group:
Keith Morris
Domitri Coats
Steven McDonald
Mario Rubalcaba

seriously f'ing RAD.

check out this video

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Deck the Halls

It is my favorite time of year, again. Annual trek to Santa's Tree Farm with the Sprengs to do some holiday tree hunting. What a glorious sight, the evergreen in the heart of our home. Just got the living room situated, put the finest Christmas music ever on the hi-fi, opened a bottle of 2005 Merlot, it is time for some lights. Merry Christams everybody. See you next weekend...

Monday, November 28, 2011

when PM becomes AM

Again, nothin'. Just rolled into town; home from going 'home' for the holiday. Thought I would have time to post something before the AM turned everything to a Monday. I don't even have the energy to think about what I heard today. No albums in their entirety so, no complete entry. Just this note for posterity.

more later...

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Live From a Shark Cage DC170

A beautiful foray into the foothills of the psychie. Looping towards infinity on simple rifs in the key of awesome. As the clouds drop water from the infinite source of the sky Papa M drops strategic beats that fall right as rain. Mr. Pajo does it again (well, did it again). With the weather falling outside, and reality falling all around me, I go to my happy place(s). This record, as many records do, holds for me a record of experience, and adds context to experiences to come. The Great Forever is on his way. Shower the baby today, and on and on and on ...

Sunday, November 13, 2011


i got nothin for you today, thanx for keeping track. i got up, went into the studio to build some things then, went to a greart party for my soon to be son (baby shower, part one) .

stay tuned...

Sunday, November 6, 2011

No Use Cryin' About It

Dirty down beats, ballsy bass, tasty textures, with a velvety layer of harmonica and vocals. Queue the bluesy ballad. Thank you daylight savings, I have an entire extra hour to enjoy this record today. Bring the long nights, there is no use crying about it.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

far out, man

um, uh, mmmmmmmmm, pschew-a, whew, oh-uh mmmmmm, um yeah, wow. far out, man.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

At the dog and pony show

They left me, naked in the sun

Bob Weston mass
Steve Albini velocity
Todd Trainer time

"Smoking is as natural as breathing. They've been doing it since before I was born. Which is a shame, because I could have invented it — Todd Stanford Trainer 1994"

Sunday, October 9, 2011

See you on the other side

Quiet, clean, and strong. Super sexy. Super dreamy. Sure, I'll have another cup of coffee and relish a bit more in the decade of my 20's. Thanks Billy, hope you have fun on tour. And a good morning to you too. Until next week...

Sunday, October 2, 2011

The Dream Arranger

Waking this morning/afternoon in the sunny southland. What other sounds of arranged beats and melody could fill the space better than this jem. Good morning Los Angeles. Thank you Jessica.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

The C in Cake

Perfect mellow, grey for the drizzle day, this Sunday. Thank you Mr. O'Rourke, thank you Mr. Grubbs. From the mindless meanderings of the noodle string to the dry cut of the endless riffing. I am so ready for Autumn. Bring it on.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

All Tech

That's right, one record at a time. Guess I am working out all of the things that I thought I couldn't remember but, I totally do, yet still need to listen to over, and over, and over, and over again.

Honestly if there were only Sundays left for the rest of our lives I would be okay with starting off with the record, every time, like Groundhog Day, of a post-hardcore variety.

If you don't know this record then, shame on you. Go immediately to your wherever music procuring local and fix that.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

empathy for the rad industry

Keeping the 90's alive, one record at a time. Los Cincos bringing the RAD, LA style. Rocking dubalicious. Loved it then, love it more now. So nice, I listened to it twice.

Killer split with GoGoGo Airheart. Bookending the South Land.

empathy for the rad industry

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Connect the Brain to the Astro Plain

So perfect in its slacker, whatever feeling. Pretty much reliving the nineties with this one. Just saw the Archers of Loaf at Great American Music Hall last Friday. So great to see some old dudes killing it, from one old dude who's still feeling it in the neck three days later. They took me there. So many gems off of this album were performed flawlessly. They still got it. So many gems left untouched, maybe they played them the second night? I haven't looked into that yet. What they did play were all 5 tracks from vs. The Greatest Of All Time. But, that is a different album for a different Sunday...

Until then,

Thursday, August 25, 2011

spending time under the giant sequoias with old friends

Hangin' with the Elk in the prairie is my only excuse for no post last weekend. Chillin with old friends under the old growth is what I was up to. The only music was the crack of the fire. Well, that and the douche bags that were in the camp next to us. Still, it was pretty freakin' rad. Stay tuned for more blah on the blahg...

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Still jammin econo, man!

Mike Watt's latest, "hyphenated-man" made the day oh so right, man. I was lucky enough to catch this tour when it came through town. Still jammin econo, man! Still touring econoline, as if that would ever change. I saw show # 49 on a 50 show tour that happened in 52 days. Seriously fucking bad ass, man.

30 bits to the cut on this punk rock opera. All gems. Harkins back to the days of the Minute Men. And loving every similarity. On yellow vinyl ta-boot. Pettibon art on the cover. Sweet!

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Terror Twilight

Being an exceptionally busy Sunday, what should have been my morning record became my Sunday evening drive into the city record. I do confess that these tracks were enjoyed from the sounds of the hi-fi in my wife's responsible Honda Accord. However, I want to let it be known that Alice and I each had a copy of this record coming into our relationship together, so we have two copies of this beautifully produced record. I think that that more than makes up for it, no? Sounds so sweet. The sweetness of lying around, late at night, all dewy in summer sweat. That is a different story. Until next time...

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Pass the hot sause please

This is the hot shit part 22. How ever many years later, no matter. All the more anticipated, all the more rad that the now part is here! Still making noise, still bringing the party, still mowing down sucka MC's like nobody's business. B-E-A-S-T-I-E is how we all want to be. Thanx boys, for keeping things awesome. This summer is really shaping up to be the best ever !!!

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Here's Where the Strings Come In

Sunday morning just turned into Sunday evening. Woke up late, ate breakfast burritos made by the fabulous Alice, and took a nice walk up in Tildon Park. 'Yeah it's beautiful here too, but why am I telling you?'

This record immediately takes me back to a time that I have the hardest time remembering. Fuck! those were some good times. It is more of an emotion now than anything. Feeling good about the good times that I had during those times. Yeeeaaaaaaaah !!!

Let me be the steward of your summer plans, we'd have so much fun.

until next week...

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Professional Sunday's Sundaze

Shellac of North America: A nice reminder of the raw capabilities of the three piece . Fucking knocks the serif right off.

Todd Trainer - steady
Bob Weston - unrelenting
Steve Albini - angular

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Double Dose of the Reggae Recipe

The Original Reggae Hitsound of Desmond Dekker

A reggae recipe that is so right. blogging live from San Antonio Lake (thanks to the Mifi hot spot 21st century awesome). Woke up today after a fantastic day on the Lake, went straight for the iTouch, put on the finest reggae I could. It was just what the doctor ordered.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

The Clash's London Calling: still golden. Seamless mesh of punk, pop, soul, reggae, ska, and rock'n'roll. It has cut through the decades, getting better and better with age. Well, I hope that you'll take this double LP as a token of my good intentions in making up for missing last week's post. No excuses here, just didn't get to it. Soak in all four sides and think about how poignant these tracks are; lyrics about nuclear energy, and unemployment, and racial tensions, and war, and drugs, and responsibility. Shit is pretty serious here, but oh, so tasty. Hot licks and killer hooks. A beacon for all.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

The Sea and Cake's The Biz is the best biz for any Sunday morning biz. My love woke up asking for some blueberry pancakes and then said 'waffles' so, all I had to do was add an audio blueberry to the butter and maple syrup, with a heavy dose of the Biz. Beautiful arrangement of unexpected instrumentation, and then a twist. The 'C' in Cake. Well, maybe I'll listen to that record next weekend... maybe not, you'll have to keep track.

until when...


Sunday, June 5, 2011


The sweet somber sounds of the downbeat provide delicate directions for careful crooning and simple strumming. Country/folk/punk(if by posture of the downward strum alone): strange and beautiful, distant and mysterious, linear and unwavering. Like a winter day falling in late spring; unexpected, unpredictable yet understandable, I guess. There is nothing to do about it really, you either enjoy it, or not. That is up to you. Me, I am going to listen to it again.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Tim, for the holiday

The Replacements, Tim

Great record. I need to thank my wife for introducing me to this band, she totally rules. I can't think of a better way to spend this holiday morning/afternoon: blueberry pancakes, preparing Church's cheese stuffed, bacon wrapped jalapeƱos and cheesy flats for the BBQ, and listening to the A's vs. Yankees on the radio (despite the early 3 run lead the Yanks got on the board).

This record lifts you up quick, spins you around hard, and sets you down easy. Give it a try, you'll enjoy the ride.

'Hold my life until I'm ready to use it'

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Goodnight Unknown

Lou Barlow - Goodnight Unknown

Perfect mesh of beautifully produced lo-fi. However oxymoronic that might sound, it is true. Tasty balads, steady dull thump, touchy-feely lyrics. Reminds me of everything I love about the way this dude writes music. Not to mention, staring on drums, Mr. Dale Crover. Except for one track—and that track has the sticks of Murph bringin the beat.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Beacons of Ancestorship

black on white, white on black, clear on white, white vinyl, white on black.

need i say any more?

Thursday, May 19, 2011

there is a molten mess where my face used to be

First, my day started with a great surprise from my good friend StoPit in Nueve York. His band DUBKNOWDUB was to perform live on East Village Radio (I found out via text message, somehow that seems old school). I totally caught that set live, face melt #1 for the day—those guys are amazing.

Second, The Melvins performing Bullhead and Stoner Witch at the Great American Music hall. nothing left for a face, just a molten mess. Damn, those fuckers can rock. Righty drummer (D.Crover) lefty drummer (C.Willis) in perfect mirroring unison for 2 hours. King Buzzo slaying it! F'n bassist Jared Warren makes it look so easy. Those dudes freakin rule. I want my face back.

Oh, for the record this all happened on Wednesday 5/18. I finally feel like I have processed enough of what I absorbed yesterday to finally get this down. Keep on keeping on brother...

Sunday, May 15, 2011

wadda ya mean, my lungs are fine

Fucking rad album.

Going to the show at The Great American Music Hall on Tuesday. The Melvins are touring with two shows in a variety of towns. One night performing Lysol/Eggnog/Houdini the other night performing Bullhead/Stoner Witch. Totally psych'd .

see you at the show...

Sunday, May 8, 2011

comedy I mystery I thriller

A deaf mute cook, a blind butler, a total freak show host, five top notch detectives and their guests; what a brilliant star studded cast. This is not a record you might ask? Indeed no! Rules are meant to be broken. I have spent the entire day preparing for an upcoming exhibition of my art work and have had not an extra second in this day for anything other than art, baseball (I tuned in to a few games in the studio), and a movie with a late diner. Alas, I submit the original score for this wonderful comedy, mystery, thriller by Dave Grusin. The music is so key to each unexpected explanation, to each twist and turn along the way, and each slap stick jab. Watch this movie for the thrills, the spills, and the whim of the musical ride. You will not be disappointed.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Saturate Before Using

It is 10 to 6 and I basically just woke up. It sort of feels like the morning. I have wasted away the day. Waaaaaaaaaay too much whiskey last night. Drinking with friends is one of the best things that there is; the hangover is one of the worst—and this is one of the worst I have had in a long, long time. Can't do it like I used to. All that my body can handle right now are the sweet, sweet sounds of Mr. Jackson Browne. It seems like I am really working out some deep business with these first two posts. I only hope that you might take the time to enjoy these songs as I do. Truly a great record.

I am a child in these hills.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

History: America's Greatest Hits made me do this

Every time this record comes off of the shelf it seems to stay in the rotation for at least 2 weeks. I have been meaning to start this blog for quite sometime but, this time, History: America's Greatest Hits made me do it. Maybe because it was released only three months after my birth. Maybe because it was the same month the love of my life, my wife, was born that I feel so connected to this record. Maybe it is because those songs kick ass.

nuff said...