This past weekend I learned at least two things about Louisville, Kentucky:
So most weddings have music, but guess what? Our wedding is going to have music, too! Shocking, right? Anyway, we were having some trouble thinking of what to do that could fit our Ozark-Mountain-romance-meets-punchy-geometry theme, when lo and behold we heard the plaintive melodies of a banjo in the distance. Well, by distance I mean across the street from my parents house. Turns out their neighbors are part of a local Sycamore, IL bluegrass band called Truman’s Ridge. What fortuity! The picture above is from Homer Harvest Days, where we saw them earlier this fall. They seemed to have a lot of fun playing and had a great range of classic bluegrass numbers and some original songs.
Just to get all of you in the bluegrass mood, here’s a classic from the Stanley Brothers:
{ “Despicable Dogs” by Small Black}
Planned Destruction
There was a time, I’m not exactly sure when, somewhere between 2nd and 7th grade, when I spent a lot of time in the basement. Between watching TV and “learning” the computer, I spent hours and hours building stuff. We had a vintage Erector Set and Tinker Toys from my Dad’s boyhood, and I had Legos, and hammers and nails, and all of that stuff that you would expect a young boy to have. But my favorite thing by far was a dark blue plastic milk crate full of wooden blocks. I loved building all kinds of structures, always stretching the finite number of blocks with Jenga-like precision to see how tall, or how large, or how impenetrable I could make it. These were forts, castles, office buildings, cities. Anything was possible.
LA Ladies Choir perform “Listen, the snow is falling” from Space 15 Twenty on Vimeo.
Hold the phone. Have you heard of this, people? Groups of all-girl choirs popping up in sassy outfits, singing songs you actually like to listen to (like Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk) and rockin’ the house with their positive female energy? I need this in my life. This is a call to arms, ladies. I think Chicago needs it’s own baller girl’s choir. Are you with me?! Read the rest of this entry »
So I feel like I’m cheating a bit here since I am using another LandroMatinee video this week, but I guess that’s just how the cookie crumbles. Fridays usually necessitate fun music, and today is no exception.
I’m not entirely sure what this is, but I am strangely entranced.
If you also find yourself entranced, you’re in luck — you can find more videos from Andy D’s LaundroMatinee session.
Thanks, Burt!
The Morning Benders have a new album out today, and with Chris Taylor of Grizzly Bear helping with production, it becomes much more polished (and reverbed) than their previous LP, Talking Through Tin Cans.
The album’s opening track is the catchiest one on the album, and unfortunately, probably the best. The rest of the album, while sounding superb, failed to really take hold for me. Don’t get me wrong here, it’s nice and I liked listening it, I just don’t think I would go back to it in a week or two.
“You saw me standing alone… without a dream in my heart… without a love of my own.” Sing it with me now! “Blue Moooooon. You know just what I was there for. You heard me saying a prayer for… someone I really could care for.” Don’t you just love singalongs! Don’t you just love it when you can’t get a song out of your head, and then you start singing it out loud, and then people around you start humming it, and before they know it… it’s stuck in their heads too! It’s a little game Brian and I play with each other. Why, just last night he planted a seed with a little hum, and before I knew what was happening, I was singing the titular line from “Eye of the Tiger” over and over for a solid hour. I didn’t even know the rest of the lyrics (btw, I just looked ‘em up… what the hell does “cream of the fight” mean?!). Thanks Brian. And today, I have a gift for you. “Blue Moooooon….. ta-da-da dum dum da dum dum… ”
ROW 1: Hello Greeting Cards (I feel like that card really means it… it’s happy to see me.) from bklynstitch; Handwoven Navajo Inspired Earrings (I love me some macramé.) from Moshi Moshi Designs; Vintage Coffee Canister from Olive
ROW 2: Hip Hippo Necklace (It’s Hippo-awesome-mus! Don’t cringe. You love my puns.) from Velvet Seahorse Jewelry; Kimono Cardigan Dress (It’s East meets West meets sweet memories of my mom’s closet.) from Riordan Roache; Flight Pattern Hoop Earrings from Noble Gnome
ROW 3: Cornflower Blue Vintage Slingbacks (Only $23! Oh babies, if only you were a size larger.) from Vintage Shoe Love (If you love vintage shoes, this is the place for you. I mean, obv. It’s in the name.); fancy cancer ex. b Original Watercolor with Frame (This makes me want to be a sea anemone.) from Ryan the Wheelbarrow (No relation, I’m sure, to Willy the Wheelbarrow, who belonged to my grandfather.); Navy Classical Pattern Wristlet from Kelly’s Keepsakes
Whether you like bop:
or be-bop:
You’re going to need some glasses.
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