Thursday, September 20, 2007


The Arcade Fire are playing the Hollywood Bowl tonight and I'm not going. I remember back when tickets went on sale, which was shortly after I saw them at The Greek Theater. I could have jumped on it but instead decided to just wait and figure it out later. Now I feel like Ron Burgundy after jumping into the bear pit - I immediately regret that decision.

Then again it's supposed to rain tonight (for the first time in maybe nine months), so perhaps the show will be less than stellar. Keep telling yourself that.

Now I am making a list of CDs to buy. You might think that I listen to a lot of music and have an extensive collection, but I don't. I would say I listen to music occasionally, and only rarely do I buy something new. Now that I work near Amoeba Music I'll probably just stop in there and poke around. My list of possible/potential purchases looks like this:

Sufjan Stevens
Neutral Milk Hotel - Avery Island
Bloc Party
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Broken Social Scene
Death Cab
Arctic Monkeys
Beck
Stars
Blonde Redhead
Jose Gonzalez

Some of these bands I barely know, so tell me what you think. The only 'for sure's are probably NMH and CYHSY. Maybe an old BSS CD that I know I like too. But you never know what you'll find at Amoeba.

I feel like I wrote about the last time I bought CDs, when I got Arcade Fire, Explosions in the Sky and Of Montreal. I was promised by several friends that I would love Of Montreal. It didn't happen, and I really tried.

2 comments:

  1. this is just my opinion take it or leave it.

    leave the artic monkeys in the snow, don't accept the e-vite for bloc party, get your ticket to avery island cause its a psychedelic mess you need to feel. get a credit card for the entire blonde redhead library and an icy pack for the swelling in your pants. clap your hands for the first album keep your arms crossed for the second album.

    Are you familiar with Bill Callahan? Smog? If not get Supper by (Smog) or A River ain't too much love (Smog) or Woke on a whale Heart (Bill Callahan)
    He's kinda like leonard cohen and calvin johnson mashed up with additional spices.

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  2. Haïti, mon pays,
    wounded mother I'll never see.
    Ma famille set me free.
    Throw my ashes into the sea.

    Mes cousins jamais nés
    hantent les nuits de Duvalier.
    Rien n'arrete nos esprits.
    Guns can't kill what soldiers can't see.

    In the forest we lie hiding,
    unmarked graves where flowers grow.
    Hear the soldiers angry yelling,
    in the river we will go.

    Tous les morts-nés forment une armée,
    soon we will reclaim the earth.
    All the tears and all the bodies
    bring about our second birth.

    Haïti, never free,
    n'aie pas peur de sonner l'alarme.
    Tes enfants sont partis,
    In those days their blood was still warm

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