Silence Implies Consent

I apologize for the lack of content.  Did not mean to abandon you.  Have been experiencing technical difficulties.  WITH MY HEAD.

Will be posting as soon as am able.  Expect untimely write-ups about The Voluptuous Horror of Karen Black’s return to performance punk at the Deitch and Ariel Pink’s whateverthefuckthatwas at the Knitting Factory, a treatise on ticket pricing, a ridiculous attempt to address every movie of note (good and bad) I saw last year before the Oscars finally send 2005 packing, and, yeah, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.  Because it seems no one else wrote about seeing the Yeah Yeah Yeahs this past weekend.  Shocking.

Until that all goes up, assume I agree with everything that’s already been said.  By everyone.  About everything.

If you need something to listen to, one of the CDs streaming over at AOL this week is the sophomore effort from Teddy Thompson.  He’s what shot out of Linda Thompson before she and husband Richard went for the lights; if you like singer-songwriter stuff there’s that to like, there.  Guest appearances by both 1st-generation Thompsons and other 2nd-generation artists like Rufus and Martha Wainwright.  Thompson, a Brit, is on tour in the U.S. starting March 2nd (dates on his site), winding up at SXSW.  Nothing in New York as of yet.

And I keep meaning to mention that The Diableros’ album You Can’t Break the Strings in Our Olympic Hearts (as mentioned by me here and by i (heart) music on his best of 2005 list) was recently re-released and is streaming on their site.  Good stuff in there. (buy)

My favorite track, so far, is “Tropical Pets.”  It starts off with a cold, fuzzy bassline that reminds me of Gary Numan’s “Metal,” warms up with Long Wintersish phrasing, then trips into a big fat neopsychedelic chorus.  Love that twangy guitar.

That’s no way to end an entry.  But I fear I’ve forgotten how to do this whole blogging thing; in fact, this guy is my new hero.

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