First thing's first. I talked to the doctor yesterday and he said that I have restless leg syndrom. After a conversation with my mom today I found out that she has it too. Sounds like spasmatic legs run in the family.
As I am leaving for FSJ this weekend for Thanksgiving, I'm gearing up with a lot of music for the ride there. Thanks to the heavy layer of trees in the pinepass, the radio is dead for 90% of the ride. Thankfully, I have one of those things that plugs into your tape deck allowing you to hook it up to any portable music device. Armed with soulseek, I'm downloading lots of tunes for the drive. On tap first will be the Pixies concert live from the Commdore Ballroom in Vancouver last year. Listening to the first couple of track I've decided that this is probably the best recording of a concert *ever*. The energy that flows between the Pixies and the crowd is electrifying. The crowd's bellowed sing along mates well with Frank Black's squeals. This surpasses my recording of the Flaming Lips in concert ten fold.
I'm also working on getting music by Radio Birdman, a punk band from Australlia from the mid 70s. If you haven't had a chance to listen to them, give them a shot. They have a crunchy guitar punk sound that's blended with a Hawaiian surfabilly twang. They're fairly obscure, but definately worth checking out
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