Friday, February 01, 2008

Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow



I was going to leave a lengthy, self-pitying comment over at Snag's but he doesn't need that.  So you guys get it.  Lucky, huh?



kaniktshaq moritlkatsio atsuniartoq Another 12 inches of newfall this AM, to be scraped offa the car and shoveled out of the walks. Great. Round these parts, most guys my age drop dead while shoveling. Shoulda had more kids; my friend Jack has four boys; I bet he doesn't even have to put his boots on.

And the dog was hiding this morning.

Gonna chop off alla my hair, go to see the Wacos tonight, and get drunk.

Real Drunk.

Musical random? Sure, if you want to wait till I get back for it to be finished. None of this 'New Post Cornbag" nonsense from AG.

1. They Might Be Giants, when It Rains It snows. Sure it does, guys.
2. Elliott Smith,  Angel In The Snow
3.  Mountain Goats, Snow Crush Killing Song.  That's the stuff.
4.  Anti-Nowhere League, Snowman
5.  Snow Patrol, An Olive Grove Facing The Sea
6.  Bright Eyes, Patient Hope In New Snow
7.  Galaxie 500, Listen, The Snow is Falling.  Quite a pretty little evocative number.  G500 was a bright flame that burned for a very short time.
8.  Field Mice, Letting Go.  I love the FM.  Another great lost band that nobody ever knew in America, so it's great for the IMS in all of us.
9.  Nick Cave, Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow.  title track.  epic Cave.
10.  Couch Flambeau, I Wanna Snow You.  ahh. classic Milwaukee metal-punks, who had to change their name from Couch Potatoes because there was already a tv-watching club by that name!  True story.  Jay Tiller is the only man I've ever seen who can play a sarcastic guitar solo.
11.  Grant Lee Phillips, Snow Flakes 
12.  Trembling Blue Stars, Snow Showers.  TBS are what the Field Mice became after they broke up.



I guess that wasn't really random.  Sosumi.

7 comments:

  1. I still lahve snow and reveled in every little flake that fell in our glorious 12 inches.

    Of course, while I shoveled some, Grizzled did the majority of it. I have no sons, but I do have a husband. Maybe you need a husband, BP.

    Have fun tonight. Don't get so drunk that you fall down into a snowbank and turn into a BPcicle.

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  2. a haircut always needs to be celebrated by drinking. Then again, so does not getting a hair cut.

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  3. Yeah, have more kids so you don't have a haircut. That's working real well for me.

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  4. Trip Shakespeare - "It's Coming Down"

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  5. Hmm. Reflecting on the incoherence of my comment I realize I must have been drunker than usual. I think I meant something about how my little rats won't shovel. Big surprise there.

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  6. incoherence fits right in around here.

    Final result: I went to see a band, got drunk, THEN got a haircut.

    It's the only explanation. either that or I cut the hair myself with a Sawzall and a bucket of ecru paint.

    Definitely the wrong order.

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  7. or I cut the hair myself with a Sawzall and a bucket of ecru paint.

    LOL!

    We want photographic proof!

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