Recently I've acquired. Two of them pass the road test. Well three. I was going to take Death Cab in the Buick to Lake Thunderbird but a thunderstorm won the day there. The new Billy Bragg felt a bit like age, while the new Black Keys haunts the blind spots of your mind just as much as it rocks. It's been the second highest rotation. Pitchfork rec. World's Tallest Man and his excellent Shallow Graves LP appeals to my Bob Dylan piety. It's kind of like "Freewheelin."
The recent playlist in descending order of times played.
1. Death Cab for Cutie- Narrow Stairs (* Grapevine Fire is a high water mark)
2. The Black Keys- Attack & Release
3. The World's Tallest Man- Shallow Graves
4. Neva Dinova- You May Already Be Dreaming (interviewed them)
5. Tom Waits- Orphans, Brawlers, Bastards (coming to Oklahoma! There's a song about a North Carolina diner on here that'll tear your heart out and pour scalding hot brown stuff on it)
6. Coldplay- Violet Hill (new layers of sound for the band; Produced by Eno and it shows!; also announced they'll be coming; can't wait to hear the rest of this; wonder if the French approve of having a Delacroix splattered on like this....)
7. The Fugs- "Boobs a lot" (Ben Clack of Dark Meat admitted the Fugs are a big influence on their own psychadelic sound. I recommend catching them this week at the Conservatory in OKC. 17 folks on stage blowing horns and yelling and playing blues licks).
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