FINALLY reached the end of listening to all 100 albums in full. Thoughts on their list (and a “DK 100” list) coming soon…
Talking is the one thing that you can do best. You told the cavity creeps to watch out for Crest…
— You Talk Too Much
Hey, waitress, pour me another cup of coffee. Pop it down, jack me up, shoot me out, flyin’ down the highway…
— Drivin’ My Life Away
You’ve been with the professors and they’ve all liked your looks. With great lawyers, you have discussed lepers and crooks…
— Ballad of a Thin Man
He rocks in the treetop all the day long, hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and a-singin’ his song. All the little birds on Jay Bird Street, love to hear the robin go tweet-tweet-tweet…
— Rockin’ Robin
CK, JJ and Bon Iver for the Return of Clark
Fever @ Lynx, 81-74 L (or W if you are from Iowa)
Fake Chicago was fine, but Philip Bailey still has it – fun show (and awful crowd in our section @ XEC)
Update #1: founding bassist Verdine White is #19 on Rolling Stone’s list of The 50 Greatest Bassists of All Time and was still fabulous at age 72.
Update #2: this stretch in the EWF setlist was my fave: Boogie Wonderland, Let’s Groove and September.
Just move yourself and glide like a 747…
— Let’s Groove
Got on board a westbound 747, didn’t think before deciding what to do…
— It Never Rains in Southern California
Are your blankets soft and warm? Does the roof above you keep out the storms? Can you save someone еlse from being cold? Spread it around, do…
— 817 Oakland Avenue
Finding out about this new Mike Campbell & The Dirty Knobs album takes a little bit of the sting away from not being able to make the recent Fitzgerald show in Saint Paul
Such a hard room to photograph, but very fun to see this lineup: Peter Buck, Scott McCaughey, Steve Wynn, Mike Mills and Linda Pitmon (who’s hiding in back on drums)
Can’t believe I messed up the Lynx game time. Still arranged for a Carbone’s visit (and still hope to make it to the Turf Club in time for The Baseball Project). Twins on the bar TV was nice bonus
Could it be thеre’s no heaven for me? The only difference in my life and hell are the flames…
— She Sang “Sweet Baby James”
Who’s that in that nasty car? Who’s that eatin’ that nasty food? Who’s jammin’ to my nasty groove? Ladies?
— Janet Jackson
Dang, I really wanted to like this, but even Dolly and Willie can’t save it for me. Worth a listen because they are Tom’s songs, but I’d rather listen to the originals than these covers
So this guy comes up to me, his face red like a rose on a thorn bush. Like all the colours of a royal flush. And he’s peelin’ off those dollar bills, slappin’ ’em down: one hundred, two hundred…
— Bullet the Blue Sky
Pour up (drank), head shot (drank). Sit down (drank), stand up (drank). Pass out (drank), wake up (drank). Faded (drank), faded (drank)…
— Swimming Pools (Drank)
Can’t find any schedule online at the official site, but there were a fair number of people out in the rain listening to somebody playing Prince songs