Chachi Loves Vinyl is a music geek collection. It is born of road trips across the midwest and through the south. It is born of a musty coat closet full of forgotten records. It is born of dance parties in living rooms, dorm rooms, and bedrooms. It comes from thrift stores and record stores, friends' collections, live shows, and loveworn compilations.
For James's birthday, I shall post a song about his new ultimate hero:
(Parental discretion is advised (parental units, this means you!(I'm serious!(not kidding.) You can celebrate James's birthday by watching something else heroic (like that movie "The Great Escape" (or for instance the Billy Wilder film "Stalag 17")))).)
(This blog has been approved by the Strunk and White edition of the Elements of Style.)(somewhat)
Also: I've found an awesome replacement for Terry Gross, should she ever decide to retire.
or maybe I just wish that Joe were my grandpa.
This weekend, I'm going to try to make it out to the Sons of the Desert gathering in Clifton. I'm excited that there is an actual Laurel and Hardy Appreciation Society in Cincinnati. Check out details at the Chimp Tent
Covered in stripes, strips of adhesive, adhering to me, keeping me stable, keeping me safe as I flip through these files, sharp edges with every turn, sharp little revenge for my morning's laxity.
And I'm back...from the holiday weekend, from the dry summer heat, from the strange little things that keep me from taking the time to post. So much I should have told you about. Sorry kids. I'll fill you in now.
We made it through Spring quarter, but barely. Had a great end of the year party at Dietrik's. Said goodbye to a few friends. Did some Spring cleaning. We only had a few days before James left for Birmingham for a week to visit family. While he was gone, I baked. A lot. And listened to music and watched some movies and gardened a bit and then went to see the Dirty Projectors in Columbus.
Beautiful. Amazing. Show. I didn't really get them at first, everything seemed sort of stuttered and discordant and strange. James put a couple their songs on his latest mix and I just didn't get it. But he made me promise to go to this show. I'm so glad that he did.
I've talked about the Sunny Day Real Estate show in St. Louis before, how seeing them actually changed the way that I listened to their music... and actually all music...from that moment that they broke into the first song from How It Feels...my entire perspective changed, it was cloudy and disorganized and all of the sudden, with the writhing bit of guitar and bass and drums, it became this clear and lovely vision of light. James talks about art, how real art should change the way that you see things. This...the Dirty Projectors on stage at the Wexner Center for the Arts in Columbus...was one of those moments.
Can I also say that I love the new video for Stillness is the Move? And no, it's not the balloon panted jumpsuits or the mountain Yak. I actually don't know why I love it at all. But when it ends...I always have a joyous smile upon my face.
