that's most notable for it's comparison of the Avett's current energy to the Old 97s, which I think I can get on board with, especially if the comparison is to Too Far to Care era 97s.
By the way, I'm glad to argue with you about it:
but I'm still convinced Too Far to Care is the best alt-country album ever made.
They've always got to find a flaw with albums:
but, nonetheless, Pitchfork gives Monahans a decent review here.
For some reason:
I still haven't gotten my copy of the Monahans CD in the mail. I blame USPS, not Misra, though, given that it took almost 30 days for my last Bloodshot order to get here.
If you are still forgetting to read What's So Funny?:
then you missed a good one here. (As usual Relatively Safe For Work - i.e., don't read it out loud in your cubicle.)
that my expectations aren't unnecessarily high for The Hangover.
Thrift Store Cowboys got some late arriving SXSW coverage here (page takes a while to load for some reason):
and yes, the band featured on the next page is Metallica. Pretty sweet. And another short SXSW review popped up here.
If you need a good new book:
try Let the Northern Lights Erase Your Name by Vendela Vida. It's a fast read, but a good one. If you've not heard of her, she's married to Dave Eggers, and while their styles are not the same, she similarly has the ability to write in such a way that you don't put the book down until you're done.
Acoustic show, this Friday. Denver. At least I know it won't burst my eardrums like the last time I saw them. Apparently the Post called it "one of the 10 most exciting club shows this summer." And it might even end early enough to check out Lucero at the Bluebird later that night.
the common link was Lloyd Maines.
"I mean, like, if you don't know anything about cars then you're basically not a guy, right?"
Countless conversations about Jon & Kate Plus 8. Come on people.
Headline in the Denver Post reading "No Charges Against Poudre Doctor." Not to make fun of the actual situation relating to this story, whatever it is, but this struck me as funny because the area, typically called the Poudre Valley, is pronounced "pooder."
Good news Lubbock:
Buddy Holly Center summer showcase schedule announced. If you don't go to any other show, GO SEE MARIACHI AMISTAD! I'm not joking.