I'm not going to even make a sorry attempt at music journalism here. Out of all the things I can write about, I think I have the least skill with writing about music. Words to describe sound? What the hell. The drums crash and then the guitars whirl...that could be anything. People do it, I just don't know how.
"You Are My Face" from Wilco's new album is a standout worth sharing. It has the signature abrupt shifts, equal parts guitar, piano, organ, drums. In the five listens I've gone through while trying to post this the song is really growing on me, it has some good elements.
I watched the DVD included with my CD package this morning. I have to
say, there is some pretty good videographic evidence that might just
help a secret stalker-fan like me pinpoint exactly where Jeff Tweedy
holes out in Chicago. I'm going to find it one of these days.
Finally, stalkers have a device of their very own! It's a sound
amplifying machine and I understand the use for old codgers. Not a bad
idea I guess, $15 is a small price to pay for continuing to deny that
your hearing is shot. The kicker though is that in the commercial they
advocate using this thing to eavesdrop on people! No whispered
conversation is safe. Now you can catch the neighbors gossiping about
you or find out if the babes in spandex across the gym are checking you
out. All for only $15, what a deal. I'm sure you can't click this link fast enough.
