Supe
It's raining in Cairns.
Straight down. No wind. Wet season rain.Earlier than expected.I've been here and farther away since the end of October.Here and listening to lots of this...
Superman's Song is track 3 on The Ghosts That Haunt Me.
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Who Put the Doggy in the Dog House?
The Gene Ween Band plays in Philly on Tuesday.
Dean's taking a vacation, but apparently Gene's got the itch. He's recruited a few friends and booked a seven show tour. Ten of us are going. Mostly cousins. And we figure it could take us as much as an hour to drive into the city and park. And that means we'll need a mix. A mix that'll both prepare us for the show and send us home with a kiss goodnight.I started working on it today.The Crash Test Dummies are involved. Keep a Lid on Things is track 1 on Give Yourself a Hand.
Keep A Lid On Things by Crash Test Dummies
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Two Dimensions Are Better Than One
Safely distant in Beijing, I heard whispers from the States in the summer of 2006 that the cool kids had come to a consensus. They'd decided that all rock and roll lies somewhere along the U2-Radiohead continuum.
U2 is a pole. Radiohead is a pole. Every other band or musician, emotionally, walks somewhere on the tightrope in between.
Summer 2006 happens to have been the time the Crash Test Dummies finally clicked for me. And, cool kids or no cool kids, Crash Test Dummies do not live on that line.
And nor do Ween. Or Tenacious D. Or Phish. Or the Talking Heads.
I'm pretty sure the cool kids now consider summer 2006 the distant and unenlightened past, but, just in case, Just Shoot Me, Baby.
U2 is a pole. Radiohead is a pole. Every other band or musician, emotionally, walks somewhere on the tightrope in between.
Summer 2006 happens to have been the time the Crash Test Dummies finally clicked for me. And, cool kids or no cool kids, Crash Test Dummies do not live on that line.
And nor do Ween. Or Tenacious D. Or Phish. Or the Talking Heads.
I'm pretty sure the cool kids now consider summer 2006 the distant and unenlightened past, but, just in case, Just Shoot Me, Baby.
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