Here we go again
I struggled for a little while with my motivations for keeping up this whole "blog" thing. I almost cancelled thing, thinking that possibly I was simply writing for attention. But I decided against it, since I like to think of this as more of a writing exercise to keep for writing tools sharp. I love people commenting and starting a little dialogue, but I will continue to write even if no one reads it.
Now on to today's agenda.
First of all, for those of you who don't know, Pat Todd sucks. What kind of person casts aspersions via internet comments?
Yes Pat, the irony was intended.
Second, I have a love affair with the deep South. I do not claim to be a Southerner. I'm a Texan, and there is a difference. But I love the South all the same, though I'm not sure why. Faulkner, Percy, Welty, Hurston, Flannery O'Connor, Toole, Joel Chandler Harris...you name it. I love them. I love Skynard and the Ozark Mountain Daredevils. I remember how disheartened I was when I found out that CCR came out of California. They don't have bayous in Cali. All this brings us to my new music love, the Cold War Kids (whom I will refer to as CWK).
Very few musical acts can pull off narrative music. It is a difficult thing to tell a story accompanied by music that captures the tone and syntax. Ryan Adams and Patty Griffin get it sometimes. I appreciate the Decembrists, but I've never really been able to get into them. CWK come out of California like CCR. And they spin tales predominately set in the South. And they do it well. And I don't care that they are from California. In fact, if they were from the South I dont' think they would be able to create their frenetic, spastic, spontaneously precise sound. I don't usually fall in love with bands that are so rangy and unmelodic, but I love the CWK's "Robbers and Cowards." You get a very percussive, driven beat laced with jazz, ragtime, gospel, folky blues, and just plain raucous distortion.
There are very few albums I've found that seem to take you to a place and put you there just be listening to it. The songs, in a concise few minutes each, build characters. It's literary music. Listen to it. Love it.
I hope this Friday afternoon finds all of you well.
Jordan
Now on to today's agenda.
First of all, for those of you who don't know, Pat Todd sucks. What kind of person casts aspersions via internet comments?
Yes Pat, the irony was intended.
Second, I have a love affair with the deep South. I do not claim to be a Southerner. I'm a Texan, and there is a difference. But I love the South all the same, though I'm not sure why. Faulkner, Percy, Welty, Hurston, Flannery O'Connor, Toole, Joel Chandler Harris...you name it. I love them. I love Skynard and the Ozark Mountain Daredevils. I remember how disheartened I was when I found out that CCR came out of California. They don't have bayous in Cali. All this brings us to my new music love, the Cold War Kids (whom I will refer to as CWK).
Very few musical acts can pull off narrative music. It is a difficult thing to tell a story accompanied by music that captures the tone and syntax. Ryan Adams and Patty Griffin get it sometimes. I appreciate the Decembrists, but I've never really been able to get into them. CWK come out of California like CCR. And they spin tales predominately set in the South. And they do it well. And I don't care that they are from California. In fact, if they were from the South I dont' think they would be able to create their frenetic, spastic, spontaneously precise sound. I don't usually fall in love with bands that are so rangy and unmelodic, but I love the CWK's "Robbers and Cowards." You get a very percussive, driven beat laced with jazz, ragtime, gospel, folky blues, and just plain raucous distortion.
There are very few albums I've found that seem to take you to a place and put you there just be listening to it. The songs, in a concise few minutes each, build characters. It's literary music. Listen to it. Love it.
I hope this Friday afternoon finds all of you well.
Jordan
posted by nordy at 1:44 PM
6 Comments:
Cold War Kids are money; playing phone tag is not. Give me a buzz soon brotha.
kyle
I be stealin' yo ride!
Pat Todd = Queer
Bad news, Carsonius. I hear the Cold War Dicks challenged Dream Theater to a live "ass-kicking and general sweetness" competition, the inevitable result of which is that their heads will collectively explode once Portnoy starts playing HARD.
Actually Pat, they did challenge "D.T." to such a contest, but D.T. was unable to perform because Portnoy had a chemical accident while getting his hair permed.
Nords,
Was that before or after the Cold War Dicks got together with all their fans and ate the foreskins of 10,000 donkeys?
KEA
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