04.12.07

Bad news, good news and this week’s name dropping

Posted in cricket spazzes, hot live action, random - April 12th, 2007 at 9:14 am by Cricket

I was just watching Walk the Line two days ago and wondering to myself if it would be too stalkery to go drive by Johnny Cash’s house in Hendersonville. And then I woke up yesterday morning to find that it had burned down. I feel ridiculously saddened by this! I mean Mr. Cash was such an icon and an amazing man and I’ve always had the sense that that house meant a lot to him and his family. I know many other people have recorded and stayed there. It really is a piece of history lost. Then again, the property had been sold, so perhaps the universe just didn’t want Barry Gibbs living in Johnny Cash’s home? [That would be a good guess.--Mimi]

In happier news we have an exclusive Cory Branan video for you, thanks to CaseyMagic over at Last Chance Diner. It’s live at the Evening Muse in Charlotte, NC, filmed on March 15th, 2007. The song is “Sour Mash” which hopefully you will enjoy as much as we have.

04.11.07

Three times the usual reviews in one small package

Posted in some albums we done liked others we ain't - April 11th, 2007 at 3:14 pm by Mimi

I keep having this weird conversation with people, it goes like this:

Drunk Fool: What’s this we’re listening to?
Me: Joe Purdy
Drunk Fool: That a friend of yours?
Me: I WISH. *frowns*
Drunk Fool: This is good.
Me: *rolls eyes*

He’s had three records come out since I last talked about him here (yeah, wow, I know), You Can Tell Georgia, Paris in the Morning, and Canyon Joe. I think I’ll pick my favorite tracks from those records and just talk about them.

I first heard Joe Purdy a couple years ago because of a friend of mine in LA who has a very good ear for music I like (as friends tend to when they’ve had to hear you complain and rave for years). Right now, I’m eating dried figs and reading the CD Baby reviews of these records to amuse myself. Skip over there and check it out, because if you’re skeptical of what I have to say, you’ll see a page full of superlative reviews there written by the cynical, embittered indie-music, scenester crowd, and if I agree with them, then you know you’re dealing with someone special. [That, or the Apocalypse is nigh.—Daisy]

04.01.07

Keep reading until you get to the word “Sauna” and then read some more

Posted in cricket spazzes, hot live action - April 1st, 2007 at 2:36 pm by Cricket

This weekend began with Mimi off gallivanting in Florida, probably laying on the beach or ogling Navy boys somewhere. And me laying on the couch watching High Plains Drifter and wondering if there’s anyone in the world who loves me enough to bring me Krystals with cheese so I don’t have to get dressed to go get food. These are things you’d think we could both manage without incident, but then if you think that, you clearly haven’t been avidly reading these pages. Because Mimi’s hotel caught fire and the landscape guys cut the cable line from the street to the house leaving me with no internet or Clint Eastwood. And Mimi, well, I haven’t heard from her since the call telling me about the fire, so I’m hoping for the best that she’s not dead or decided to run off to Texas.

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