Usually Sundays are the day that I organize my listening for the week, though, as you have seen, my intentions of listening and writing are not terribly reliable. I think my follow through rate hovers around the 20% mark. Chalk that up to my in ability to focus.
What were we talking about? Oh yeah, today’s list.
Circus Lupus - Super Genius
If there was an album that hurtles me back in time to a tiny nine month slice of life this one is it. Recorded in late August of 1991 my friends and I first saw them in a tiny church basement in Ellington shortly after the album was released in the early weeks of the following year. There must have been fifteen people total at the show and by all means it must have been a bust for the band, however, the three of us at least were the most enthusiastic of the scant attendees. It was our second encounter with the DC post punk hardcore scene, Fugazi being the obvious first, and their show leveled us with its energy and wanton disregard for the industry standard three chords and four-four time signature. The enthusiasm lasted up until we all parted ways for college but each and every time I spin this album I can feel that unbridled enthusiasm and optimism for living in a moment, even if that moment was boxed in by a musty church basement.
Shrift - Lost In A Moment
I’ll be the first to admit it, I have a thing for Six Degrees Records, well, maybe “thing” is slightly understating it. The label is very reliable when it comes to releasing quality world fusion music and with rare exceptions I have enjoyed just about everything they have released. So far I have only given it a cursory listen with my brain largely disengaged but I like what I’ve heard so far.
Magnetophone - The Man Who Ate the Man
Vague reviews aside, the album came recommended by a friend and while I haven’t tucked into it yet I am salivating at the prospect. I’ve been hankering for something in the vein of Poptronica for a while and this might just satisfy.
Mark Lanegan and Isobel Campbell - Ballad Of The Broken Seas
Still listening and still trying to write about it. I want to be fair and not review it while perched atop a fence but the album frustrates me with moments of poignancy and cliche.
And there you have it.
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