"Daddy and the Wine" and "I Drink" were both featured back-to-back in a first-season episode of Bob Dylan's Theme Time Radio Hour in May 2006. When I hear the songs now, bars, not people, come to mind: dusty, thin-carpeted rooms that are dark in the afternoon, a shaft of sunlight entering through one window, tipping its hat, and walking right back out through the front door.
I've never figured out how I feel about Silver Jews, which is like saying I've never figured out how I feel about oranges. Oranges are oranges, the Silver Jews are what they are, and both get along fine without me. But all of that is horseshit because both are there to be consumed. A song... Continue Reading →
Adventures in brief music criticism. Off-the cuff-rambling. One song, one performance. Studio or live, it matters not. Probably on Mondays. "It's not the writer's job to tell us how somebody felt about something, it's to tell us how the world works." – Zadie Smith "Fancy," the jam of the summer by Iggy Azalea, tells us how... Continue Reading →
Adventures in short music criticism. One song, one performance. Studio or live, it matters not. Probably on Mondays. If there's one thing you can count on from Prince, it's this: where there are horns, they will be arranged in a tight-ass fashion. This performance of "Mutiny," a song Prince wrote for The Family back in... Continue Reading →