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Gift Horse at SXSW '09

hey there.


here's what we did at SXSW 2009:

Friday, March 13th: Play a really fun set at Caledonia with two of our favorite bands, TwinTigers and A.Armada. If you came to see it, thank you very much and we hope you had a great time. I, for one, think it was an unbelievable bill and all three bands were well worth the price of admission. See the 3/13/09 video from the previous post.

Monday, March 16th: Drive like hell.

Tuesday, March 17th: Drive some more. Brandon turns 27. He crosses the Mississippi River for the first time. We randomly run into Twin Tigers at a gas station in east Louisiana. We say hey and then roll out. They proceed to catch up with us and then smoke our asses on I-20 and beat us to Dallas, where we are playing a show together on the way to Austin. We arrive at the illustrious Hotel Lawrence in the historic East End where the elevator makes us whimper with fear. When we get to the room we realize that we can see the Texas Book Depository sixth floor window, Dealy Plaza, grassy knoll, and spot where JFK was shot out of our window:





The view from the hotel









There's an "X" in the road where JFK was shot









Vaughan maps out a conspiracy theory








The grassy knoll is grassy as hell

Much grassier in real life









Book Depository

The half-open window on the top right side of the building is where Oswald allegedly fired from





Hunter and I "keeps it real"

(our freaky ass old hotel in the background)



We spend about thirty minutes there and collectively agree that there was another gunman on the knoll. I'm convinced. Twin Tigers inform us via phone call that they are "post knoll" and at the venue guzzling beers. So we head off to find City Tavern. We are fed some delicious food and then Twin Tigers plays a ridiculously good set, as always. Immediately after the last note we are informed that it "was just too damned loud" and we share a laugh. Our set consists of our entire upcoming album in order. Things go well.







Twin Tigers are very very good



They played first...









...and then we came on

"Just too damned loud for Texas!"



Special thanks to City Tavern for being so good to us. Eat there and get a drink next time you're in the Big D.

Wednesday, March 18th: Get up early and grab breakfast at the Lawrence. Hit the road and make it down to Austin just in time for our first show at Cheers on 6th Street. Things are hot, crowded and crazy. The load-ins are insanity. I finally find a spot to park the van, run 19 blocks in the Texas heat and jump on stage. We play. Things go well again. We find the locals who are letting us post up at their place and relax. A few of us go see a good local band called Sunset.

Thursday, March 19th: Get up and shake off the sore muscles. Play another day set at Cheers and get to see L.A.'s Red Cortez. They were damn good and lots of fun. Later that afternoon we randomly run into our friends Ben and Nick from Arizona. We hang out with them on 6th street for a second and watch this kid on the sidewalk playing French music. He was awesome. Check out Arizona's SXSW 2009 recap for Blender. We head up Congress St. to Homeslice Pizza where Dead Confederate plays a killer slot to a grand crowd. I think they played three encores. On the way back we notice that the Texas state capital building is enormous:






Insert lame "everything's bigger in Texas" caption here



There are also a thousand people on a bridge at sundown waiting for a bunch of bats to fly out from under the bridge. Crazy. We play a night set at Agave's on 6th street. Arizona, being the cool dudes that they are, come to see us. The crowd is awesome and a bunch of people watch us on the street. I ran 19 blocks in record time once again.

Friday, March 20th: Take the day off to go see bands. Matt and I find Beach House, Grizzly Bear, Peter, Bjorn & John and Dinosaur Jr. on 4th street. We miss Dinosaur Jr. but decided that we were going to see them at the upcoming 40 Watt show with Dead Confederate anyway. So it's cool. Peter, Bjorn and John were my official "surprise of the week" and they put on a hell of a show. I think this is the night that Brandon saw Black Cobra, who rocks face. Pics from the Cedar St. Courtyard show:







Beach House




Grizzly Bear



Saturday, March 21st: Get up way too early and head to Side Bar to set up for the 40 Watt day party. We run the sound, and the following bands play the indoor stage: Dancer Vs. Politician, Venice is Sinking, Quiet Hooves, Pride Parade, Gift Horse, Dead Confederate, Twin Tigers, The Dumps. The Dumps play without a doubt the best set I saw all week at SXSW. There is blood, spit and beer cans flying. Outside stage: A.Armada, Maserati, Modern Skirts, Holy Liars, The Winter Sounds, Gentleman Jesse, Still Flyin', and Mean Creek.


Here we is...40 Watt day party at Side Bar


After packing up we head off to Club Primos on east 6th for our last gig of the week. It's a latin dance club. We eat at a very good and very authentic roadside taqueria in front of the club. Delicious. Hunter brushes up on his Spanish and promotes "Tecate, Tecate Lite y Heineken" into the microphone. The set ends with about 5 minutes of us making noise and all of our friends coming up on "stage" and making noise with us. We scare the barflies. After the show Hunter went to go see No Age up the street.

Sunday, March 22nd: We get up, once again waaay too early and head back to Athens. But before we do, we say goodbye to our gracious hosts Caitlin, Maya and Lindsey. They put southern hospitality to shame, made the stay very comfortable for us and showed us a good time. We can't thank them enough. We left Austin at about 8 a.m. Central time and got back to Athens at about 4 a.m. Eastern. See y'all next year...

Arizona & Gift Horse Show/John Cougar TrainingCamp Wrap-Up/I Quit?

Well, it's been a while. But here's what's new:

Gift Horse played a show with Arizona last Saturday in Asheville, NC at a smoky little dive called Broadway's. Much like last time, the guys were extremely hospitable and put on one hell of a good show. Arizona currently calls Asheville home, and a modest and appreciative hometown crowd came out to see the show and give the local boys hell throughout their entire drunken, bad-ass set. Special thanks to Arizona's drummer James and his roommate Claire for letting us crash at their house after the show and listen to some 80's music until 4 a.m. We awoke Sunday morning to find that it had snowed pretty hard throughout most of the night. After we got rolling we went over to hang out with Arizona at Echo Mountain Studios, an old church complex converted into a really upscale, professional recording house unlike anything I have personally ever seen. Helluva place. Special thanks to Arizona bassist Alex for cooking us a huge delicious breakfast before we made the trip back to Athens. They are really a great group of genuine people who have been extremely kind to us from the moment we met them. I very strongly recommend them to the curious and look forward to playing many more shows with them.

Thanks a ton to Lydia See for coming out and taking some pictures and for writing a review of the show on her blog. Very cool.     

Also, the John Cougar TrainingCamp has a review of our 40 Watt show up on the Flagpole's website. Read if you please, but be quick because after a while it will disappear from the linked page that I just provided for you, which is retarded.

And finally, I'm thinking of reformatting this here blog for a variety of reasons. First off, I don't really think I want to promote that hard for a few of the bands over there on the left hand side of the page anymore. Some yes, some no. But anyhow, I'm thinking about centering this blog around my band (and Blue Flashing Light). The fact that I have to say "Gift Horse played a show with Arizona..." and not "we played a show with Arizona..." is starting to wear on me. Plus no one in Athens really cares because (gasp!) there are a lot of dicks out there. So don't be surprised if you search for this blog one day and it doesn't exist anymore. 

Comments?

New Jamz, New Year

Happy New Year to ya'!

I don't know about you, but I'm pretty fired up about 2009. Despite all the horrible stories you hear on the network news, I'm relentlessly optimistic about the upcoming year. I hope you are too, but if your outlook is slightly more grim than mine there is no better escapism than music. I say keep the positive vibes flowing by taking a look and listen at some new music. Is it possible to listen at music? I don't know, but here's what we've listened to since the last time:

Kuroma - Paris
Cinemechanica - Rivals
Heartless Bastards - All This Time and Stairs and Elevators
Deerhoof - Green Cosmos, Reveille and Milk Man
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Fever To Tell and Show Your Bones
Deerhunter - Weird Era Cont.
TV On the Radio - Desperate Youth, Bloodthirsty Babes
Ween - Live in Chicago
Sleepy Horses - The Golden Light EP
Russian Spy Camera - Mutiny In The Kitchen With Knives
Of Montreal - Hissing Fauna, Are You The Destroyer?
Elf Power - Back to the Web
Battles - EP C
Modest Mouse - We Were Dead Before The Ship Even Sank
Outkast - Stankonia
MEW - And The Glass Handed Kites
Tokyo Police Club - A Lesson in Crime
UGK - Underground Kingz
Peter, Bjorn and John - Writer's Block
Black Lips - Los Valientes del Mundo Nuevo
A Tribe Called Quest - The Low End Theory
Jethro Tull - Extended Versions
Jay Reatard - Blood Visions
Arizona - Fameseeker and the Mono, The Sun and the Room EP
and most importantly,
Slaughter - Stick It To Ya'
and
Space Jam - Music From and Inspired By The Motion Picture

A handful of live comedy discs:
Mitch Hedberg - Do You Believe In Gosh?
Patton Oswalt - Werewolves and Lollipops, Feeling Kinda' Patton
Jim Gaffigan - Beyond The Pale
Todd Barry - From Heaven
Michael Ian Black - I Am A Wonderful Man

A few bits of vinyl:
Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes, Sun Giant EP
Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers - Damn The Torpedos
Fonzi Thornton - Pumpin'
Blue Swede - Hooked On A Feelin'
Lionel Hampton - Soft Vibes Soaring Strings
Ashley Tappen - Plays A Hammond Organ Tribute to Ken Griffin
Bettye Lavette - Tell Me A Lie
Frankie Miller - Dancing In The Rain
Skip Castro - Fast Break
Loverboy - Loverboy
Pat Boone - The Favorite Hymns of Pat Boone
Patrick Juvet - Got A Feeling
Hooters - Nervous Night
Jacki Sorenson - Jackie Sorenson's Aerobic Dancing Encore
(The VHS tape cover picture is all I could find...)
John Davidson - Touch Me
Outlaws - Playin' To Win
Thumbs McDuff and The Boston Baked Beans - The Not-So-Gay 90's
Children of the King - Singin A Song: A Sing-Along for Kids-By Kids
(I really wish I could find this artwork because I'm pretty sure that the cover and group name is the inspiration for Children of the Corn. Sorry it's just too old.)
Firefall - Break of Dawn
Kim Carnes - Voyeur
Brown Bannister - Talk To One Another
Glen Campbell - Bloodline
Mike Douglas - My Kind of Christmas
The Watkinses - Introducing The Watkinses
(I'm pretty sure this is Johnny 5's family band from when he was a youngster before he joined Dead Confederate. Once again, the artwork is impossible to find.)
Marching Band '88 - Exciting New Music

Most of these were Christmas gifts, especially the vinyl. Thanks a ton to Vaughan, Brantley, Mary Katherine, my bro John, my bro Andy, J.J. and others for a great Christmas. J.J. feel free to chime in with anything I missed.

Select a few to seek out and listen to if you please, but be warned: most of that vinyl came from J.J. and is some silly shit. There's some really funny stuff in there that's hard to find. Be sure to check out the links for either a local band/friends of ours, or the funniest album artwork/band name you've ever seen. But as always, there's some good and bad. I wish everyone the best in the year 2009 and I sincerely thank everyone for reading and supporting our bands and Athens music.

"The $250 Sandwich"

Last Sunday, the night of our show with Arizona at the farm, I wondered aloud: "Does farm 255 give the bands that play there some of it's delicious, locally grown delights?" Much to my chagrin they do not comp food for the bands that play there, or at least not us. They do, however, allow for a generous bar tab which was enjoyed by the members of our band who imbibe the adult fluids. So thank you to the farm from 75% of Gift Horse.

Deciding that it might be a little bit too expensive for me to buy some of their delicious food, I wandered over to the Subway on Broad Street with my lady friend. Not only is Subway a poor consolation for the exquisite farm, but the cashier turned out to be completely and totally inept. I ordered a couple of crappy six-inch replicas of sandwiches. The "sandwich artist" eloquently convinces me that they are worth $8.54, then proceeds to take my card and run that sucker for $85.44. Bewildered, she swipes it again for $8.54. She will later refuse to credit the money back to the card, despite the fact that the lovely Lisa tells her she can easily coach her right through the not-so-delicate process of putting the money back on the card.

These days I try much harder to give everyone a break, even unreasonable people, but she also seemed mad at us throughout the entire process. She just wrote "error" on the receipt and went on to help the next customers, who were no less eager to jump right in line and order some sort of Monterrey cheddar contraption that I'm assuming set them back about $65.70. By the way I checked it out and there is no retail transaction error in the book that can be fixed by scribbling "error" on the receipt. So she gets no slack. We consider officially declaring fisticuffs but instead I just get her to staple the receipts together and off we go to play the show.

I call my bank...they immediately wipe it off my statement...I call the Scrubway owner...she attempts to call the manager and stop the transaction...it is sent to my bank anyway...the fraudulent transaction overdrafts my account (I'm poor as hell)...the overdraft fees total $175.00...

Today is Thursday and I should have about $65.00 in my account but I'm -$205.00. I considered sending Jared a copy of the receipt for $85.44 and a letter that starts: "Hey Jared, I eat Subway sandies every day but I'm not losing weight..." but instead I just decide to write a blog post and send a link to Subway corporate.

Just to let you know the manager gave me the $85.44 back plus the $8.54, so the replicas turned out to be free. I've yet to meet up with the owner to get my $175.00 in overdraft fees, but have no fear I will be receiving that check tomorrow.



So what have we learned? The Subway on Broad is more expensive than the farm.

I was driving home yesterday listening to Neutral Milk Hotel's "Song Against Sex" and my iPod died. So I turned the radio dial to WUOG 90.5 just in time to hear the very first bar of "Song Against Sex" as it was starting. Coincidence? Perhaps an intention?

Perhaps An Intention?

So I'm lying in bed a moment ago reading a book and I decided that I needed to get up and write about a few things.  The book I'm reading is Kim Cooper's fantastic and insightful study of Neutral Milk Hotel's In the Aeroplane Over the Sea (pictured) from the popular 33 1/3 series. Thanks to Hunter and Mary Katherine for letting me borrow it.  They both read it and felt like I needed to read it, and they were right.  For more on the 33 1/3 books, see the "worthy" links over there <---.  

First off, those of you who have read Thornton Wilder's The Bridge of San Luis Rey (the book I just finished reading) will recognize the title of this post as the title of the final chapter of that book.  It's kind of hard to explain if you haven't read it, but let's just say that sometimes things happen that seem too serendipitous.  Some events are so coincidental that it seems like there must be some intentional force at work behind the coincidence.  I guess it's going to seem that way when you live and create in Athens and you're reading a book about one of the greatest bands to ever live and create in Athens.  For example, you flip the page and there's a photo of the house on Grady Avenue.  Right above that is a picture of "The Landfill" house on Reese Street.  Both of these houses are within a mile or two of our house.  But aside from the obvious geographical coincidences there are so many other connections I feel to the actual attitudes and feelings the guys in the Elephant 6 crew seemed to have while trying to find their footing.  Just the loving, genuine caring that they all felt for one another.  A sincere, judgement-free appreciation for whatever it was that creatively came out of the souls in their clan.  Man that sounds nice.  

Some people in Athens aren't really impressed with stuff like this; either they are jaded from years of living here amongst the mythical status music folklore, or for whatever reason they kind of act like it isn't that big of a deal.  But I'm floored by this type of stuff.  In my opinion, this is why we should all love Athens, because it breeds and fosters this type of behavior:  cheap-rent houses and plentiful part-time day jobs, the beautiful "Southern Gothic" landscape, a whole bunch of kids, a whole bunch of bars, people who care, I don't know...something that makes people come here to play music.  Something in the water.  It's what made these gentlemen come from Ruston, Louisiana and it is what has made countless others make the move also.

So anyhow, on to the more coincidental stuff.  As of late Hunter and I have been recording like mad in our palatial Park Avenue estate and today was no exception, but alas!  We lacked various components of a drum kit, as we have yet to fully set our gear up after our farm 255 show Sunday night with Arizona.  (Speaking of which, check out the Flagpole's glowing review of the show, hot off the presses).  So after I rigged up a hi-hat stand by twisting a coat hanger through the broken chain links of the pedal and assembling some leftover cymbals in the basement, we called up our boy Blaze from Bambara and he was kind enough to allow us to borrow the last two necessary ingredients that I could not skimp on:  a kick pedal and some drum sticks.  By the way I'm officially sold on Bambara, they rocked one hell of a bombastic free set last night at Go Bar and played two really, really good new songs.  Go see them promptly in order to save your mortal soul.  So, Hunter and I head downtown to borrow the gear, listening to The Gerbils on the way.  Hunter mentions that Gerbils leader and Neutral Milk Hotel horn guy Scott Spillane is a big dude with an amazing voice and a big ass white beard.  We scoop up Blaze on the street corner and proceed to get a pedal and two of the crappiest shredded drumsticks I have ever seen and head back to drop him off.  As we approach the corner of College Avenue and Washington Street (still listening to The Gerbils) we look to our right and notice that Scott Spillane is stopped right next to us at the red light, driving a big white band van.  We all sat there, unable to comprehend the serendipity.  Hunter swears something almost compelled him to say "What if Scott Spillane just pulls up next to us?" right before we saw him.  I mean, I know Athens is pretty small but come on, it's not that small.  The light turned green, as it sometimes does, and we dropped Blaze off and went back to the house to lay down some demo drums for four new songs.  

Whether someone is trying to tell us something or not, I don't know.  We have decided that we will gladly keep our ears open and probably create connections that do not even exist.  But reading the 33 1/3 book In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is nearly as inspiring as listening to the album and I feel like it's telling me something 39 pages in.  In no way am I self-absorbed enough to think that I am a prodigal son following in the footsteps of my cult heroes, but it feels good to have the reason for your very existence validated by the words of your cult heroes. 

I guess what I mean is when Mary Katherine let me borrow the book last night, she made me read the last page first, and once again she was right to do so.  Seriously, thanks to Hunter and Mary Katherine for this book.  It has already helped me in numerous ways.  Realizing that some of you may not get to read it, I'm going to share with you the passage she made me read:

Julian Koster, whose life was immeasurably enriched by the souls he found in Ruston, has a message for young musicians and artists who are trying to find their way.  It seems like he's talking to his teenage self when he says, emphatically and sweetly, "I think what Elephant 6 meant for us is very simple:  there's something pure and infinite in you, that wants to come out of you, and can come out of no other person on the planet.  That's what you've got to share, and that's as real and important as the fact that you're alive.  We were able, at a really young age, to somehow protect each other so we could feel that.  The world at large, careerism, money, magazines, your parents, the people at the rock club in your town, other kids, nothing is going to give you that message, necessarily.  In fact, most things are going to lead you away from it, sadly, because humanity is really confused at the moment.  But you wouldn't exist if the universe didn't need you.  And any time I encounter something beautiful that came out of a human somewhere, that's them, that's their own soul.  That's just pure, whatever its physicality is, if the person can play piano, if they can't play piano, if they're tone deaf, whatever it is, if it's pure, it hits you like a sledgehammer.  It fills up your own soul, it makes you want to cry, it makes you glad you're alive, it lets you come out of you.  And that's what we need:  we desperately need you." 
   

November 17-23

Monday, November 17:
Bambara, Dynamite Club, Marriage. Go Bar. 10 p.m. FREE. www.myspace.com/gobar.

Arizona, Horse Feathers, Ben Trickey. The Earl. (ATL) 9 p.m. $8. http://www.badearl.com/.
We had a really good time playing with Arizona last night at the farm. They were in fact some very nice dudes and they sounded unbelievable. Thanks to everyone who came out. Go see them at the Earl tonight if you are up in Atlanta, they will not disappoint.

Tuesday, November 18:
Blue Flashing Light, Romaneko, The Heligoats, Leaving Araby. Caledonia. 10 p.m. $6. http://www.caledonialounge.com/.

The Whigs, Kings Of Leon, We Are Scientists. Tabernacle. (ATL) 6 p.m. $37.50. www.myspace.com/tabernacleatlanta.

Lazer/Wulf. On WUOG's 90.5 f.m.'s Live in the Lobby. 8 p.m. http://www.wuog.org/.

Wednesday, November 19:
Lazer/Wulf, Marriage, The Classic Bastards. Caledonia. 10 p.m. $6. http://www.caledonialounge.com/.

Thursday, November 20:
The Judies, Tendaberry, How I Became the Bomb. Star Bar. (ATL) 9 p.m. FREE. http://www.starbar.net/.

Friday, November 21:
Trances Arc, The Empties. Caledonia. 10 p.m. $5. http://www.caledonialoung.com/.

All the Saints, The Coathangers, Noot d'Noot. The Earl. (ATL) 9 p.m. FREE. http://www.badearl.com/.

Saturday, November 22:
Deaf Judges. Cine. 10 p.m. http://www.athenscine.com/.

Abbey Road Live. Georgia Theatre. 9 p.m. $10 (advance), $12 (door).
http://www.georgiatheatre.com/.

Gift Horse, Overhead Ground, Citizen Icon. Vinyl. (ATL) 9 p.m. $8. www.vinylatlanta.com/.

and in the same complex you can check out

Eagles of Death Metal, The Duke Spirit. Center Stage. (ATL) 8 p.m. $18-$20. www.vinylatlanta.com/.
Along with playing right across the way from us at Vinyl, Eagles of Death Metal are also playing an in-store set at Criminal Records at 5 p.m. http://www.criminal.com/.

I'm dragging behind a little bit on the this week's calendar so I'll probably add some more shows tomorrow. Please contain your excitement.

Arizona & Gift Horse

I really like Arizona.

We are excited to be playing with this group out of New York City/Asheville, NC. I've already told a few people in passing this week, but to me one of the best things about playing music is getting to play shows with bands like Arizona. It's nice to play with bands whose albums you already own and frequently listen to, and I humbly suggest that you come check these guys out (and us too, maybe?) on Sunday FOR FREE, or pick up a few of their albums. I only have their 2006 effort Welcome Back Dear Children, and I just got the new one Glowing Bird, which came out on October 14th, but both of these albums are fantastic and I can't wait to get Fameseeker and the Mono (2007), and The Sun and the Room EP (2005).

So anyhow, they're great and our friends and relatives in Dead Confederate told us that they are some of the nicest guys you'll ever meet. So we're really looking forward to playing the show. Below are some videos of Arizona and the flyer and info stuff. We hope to see you there.

First, the video for the song Colors from the album Glowing Bird. From Arizona's youtube channel:



And a candid, impromptu house party performance of the song Somersby off of the album Welcome Back Dear Children. From vivatheseed:



The flyer and info:



Sunday, November 16:

Arizona, Gift Horse. Farm 255. 10 p.m. FREE! www.farm255.com.

November 10-16

Monday, November 10:
Ryan Hetrick. Flicker. 8:30 p.m. $5. www.myspace.com/flickerbar.

Tuesday, November 11:
Bambara. On Live in the Lobby WUOG 90.5 fm at 8 p.m. http://www.wuog.org/.

Wednesday, November 12:
Subrig Destroyer, Telestrion. Go Bar. 10 p.m. FREE. www.myspace.com/gobar.

The N.E.C., Derek Lyn Plastic. Star Bar. (ATL) 9 p.m. $3. http://www.starbar.net/.

Thursday, November 13:
Benji Hughes, Randall Bramblett Band, Ben Deignan. 40 Watt. 9 p.m. $10. $5 for UGA students.

Blue Flashing Light, Silent and Listen, Lions and Scissors. The Earl. (ATL) 9 p.m. $7. http://www.badearl.com/.

Subrig Destroyer, The Dead Sea, Armazilla, Nigredo. Lenny's. (ATL) 9 p.m. http://www.lennysbar.com/.

Friday, November 14:
No Age, Titus Andronicus, Soft Circle. 40 Watt. 9 p.m. $12 advance. http://www.40watt.com/.

A.Armada, Grails, Silver Apples. Drunken Unicorn. (ATL) 9 p.m. $10. http://www.thedrunkenunicorn.net/.

Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley Band. Variety Playhouse. (ATL) 8 p.m. $22.50-$25. http://www.variety-playhouse.com/.

Saturday November 15:
The Black Lips, All the Saints, The Spits. 40 Watt. 9 p.m. $10 advance. http://www.40watt.com/.

A.Armada, Grails, Silver Apples. Caledonia. 10 p.m. $8 advance. http://www.caledonialounge.com/.
Links to these bands can be found up yonder after the posting for their Friday show.

Local H, Electric Six, Golden Dogs. Lenny's. (ATL) 9 p.m. $12. http://www.lennysbar.com/.
So that's what those dudes in Local H are doing now...

Dexter Romweber Duo, Black Diamond Heavies, Pearlene. Star Bar. (ATL) 9 p.m. $8. http://www.starbar.net/.

Sunday, November 16:
We're pretty excited to be playing with Arizona (from North Carolina). More info to come...

New Jamz

Here's the new stuff we got since the last stuff we got:

Creedence Clearwater Revival-Pendulum, Department of Eagles-In Ear Park, Arizona-Glowing Bird, Celebration-The Modern Tribe, The Clash-Live: From Here to Eternity, My Bloody Valentine-rarity mix selections from Geek, Sunny Sundae Smile, This is Your Bloody Valentine CD, and The New Record by My Bloody Valentine, Mudcrutch-Mudcrutch, Mudhoney-Superfuzz Bigmuff disc 2 (Live in Berlin 10/10/88 and Live at KCSB 11/16/88), The Raveonettes-Lust Lust Lust, Torche-Meanderthal, Weedeater-God Luck and Good Speed, Between The Buried and Me/Clutch/Mastodon J.J.'s mix, Brendan Canning-Something For All of Us..., Brian Eno and David Byrne-Everything That Happens Will Happen Today, Dead Confederate-Wrecking Ball, Blue Flashing Light-The Mayor of Five Points, Mean Creek-Around the Bend, Motley Crue-Greatest Hits, Thin Lizzy-Dedication (Greatest Hits), Neutral Milk Hotel-On Avery Island, Secret Machines-Secret Machines, Ryan Adams & The Cardinals-Cardinology, Keane-Perfect Symmetry, Kings of Leon-Only By the Night, Of Montreal-Skeletal Lamping, Death Cab for Cutie-Narrow Stairs, Counting Crows-Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings, Gnarls Barkley-The Odd Couple, Widespread Panic-Free Somehow, Jose Gonzalez-In Our Nature, Nada Surf-Lucky, Jack Johnson-Sleep Through the Static, MGMT-Oracular Spectacular, Drive-By Truckers-Brighter Than Creation's Dark.

some vinyl:
The Weight-The Weight Are Men, Pink Mountaintops-Axis Of Evol

and one 8-track:
Simon and Garfunkel-Sounds of Silence

Note, dear valued reader, the broad spectrum of sounds contained within the new jamz: classic rock, metal, hair metal, mainstream stuff, indie swag, softcore, southern rock, jammy jam bands... It ain't all good but come hell or high water we are going to listen.

As usual, only Athens bands get a link. Listen to them. Love them. I'm sorry to my friend Bop, but I am ashamed to say that I have still not gotten Guy Clark's Old No. 1/Texas Cookin' but all in good time sir.