Ah, physical poetry. Ah, sweet ironic movement.
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I would give just about anything to be Andy Macleod for even a single day. (Lord, hear my prayer.)
I mean, the dude is an excellent bass player. (Legs, legs, legs.) And notice that unique brand of self-assuredness in his eyes. (Oh, golden boots.) The man has got it together. (Such savage locks of wild hair falling free, falling free, never anywhere for you to land.) If nothing else, I'd like to just reach out and give that man five, you know, press the flesh. (Flesh! If I die tonight, so what, there's nothing left to build.)
The new album from Lights, the world's…
The sound of women singing. I love them all, always have:
Leah Carey
Busy Gangnes
Elizabeth Harper
Jane Herships
Sophia Knapp
Jessica Lauretti
Caroline Polachek
Molly Shea
Linnea Vedder
At around 1pm on July 10, 1964—almost exactly 45 years ago—percussionist Sunny Murray, bassist Gary Peacock, and saxophonist Albert Ayler met at the Variety Arts Recording Studio just off of Times Square to record what would become the first jazz release for Benard Stollman's ESP-Disk. The studio was tiny and cramped and its walls were covered with Latin album covers and its doors were open so that the musicians could breathe. Can you imagine how hot it must have been?
The label began as Esperanto Disk; it was Bernard Stollman's vision to create a label devoted to…
Afterwards, we spent the most delicious morning together, just holding one another. Everything felt so thick and hot and gorged. We couldn't help but move slowly. Time felt eternal.
I know, I know. Things were going pretty fast, but it all felt so natural and neither one of us wanted it to stop. When it all got a bit too heated, we slowly moved on to the couch.
Afterwards...
And then I just sort of couldn't help myself. I mean, maybe you've been in a situation like this, too. I don't know. It was kind of just hanging there, waiting to happen. I know we had only just met—I hope you don't think less of me because of this—but I really think the time was right.
So I made my move. I know, I know...
My copy of Sonic Youth's new album, The Eternal, arrived earlier this week. It's hard to imagine a more embraceable package of vinyl. We hit it off immediately. I mean, we really just sort of clicked. It was all very natural, very comfortable. It was, you know, easy.
First we enjoyed some stimulating conversation. And then...
Earlier this week, when I deemed Lights "the world's sexiest band," I had kinda sorta forgotten about Sonic Youth for a second. Sorry about that. I was momentarily blinded by the light.
Sonic Youth made an appearance at David Letterman's place a couple nights ago. I love seeing Kim Gordon, free from the bass, rocking the mic in all her gold-gloved go-go glory.
I want you to levitate me
Don't you love me yet?
Press up against the amp
Turn up the treble, don't forget
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
The July issue of Stereophile (which you should totally get a hold of; steal it, if you have to) includes Robert Baird's interview with Sonic Youth. Robert visited the band at their studio, Echo Canyon West, in Hoboken, NJ. I wish I could have been there. I would've laid right down on that floor and soaked it all up.
In the interview, the band talks about the process of recording their incendiary new album, The Eternal. Turn to page 66, and you'll read:
"Sound is a huge part of the band. On The Eternal there are very few overdubs. Everything you hear on this…