That is all.

And that guy Homer—and Bob Villa, too, for that matter—wow. Intimidating types, they are…

Bulb…thanks so much for the props on the CDM songs.

Anyone know of anyone that would be willing to build a Cortez webpage? Our web-designer flaked out, so we’re back to square one… Just looking for something simple, sleek, and, well, cheap. Like me, except for that “sleek” part.

On a musical note, I finally got around to renting the Junebug DVD. It’s one fo the first times I really enjoyed Yo La Tengo. Darren will shoot me but they rate in my 10 top 10 worsts shows I’ve ever seen, a gig at Slim’s in San Francisco back in about 1990. I knwo their live fundraising call in your requests shows are WFMU are awesome, but I have found their recorded efoort spotty in the past. Still props when props are due.

BTW, I’ve been enjoying the Cortez Del Mar and it features in my Currently Feeling: Songs sidebar over at TNA.

best of luck climbing out fo the slough of despond . . .

Larry was kind enough to come over and put the stamp of “yes, I faintly smell that. No, whatever it is will not kill you,” stamp of approval on my house.

RE:GFA
Unfortunately, we won’t be making it down there due to excessive work stuff. I’m busy making voodoo dolls of my many bosses, and Jaysus has taken on yet another set of responsibilities over at the Logo Shack.

Jaysus, we’re going to have to rain-check the Jackson St. P’s parade until next year, as the recent moistening of the Fury abode has put me in a dark, soggy hole at work. I am totally going to pass myself off as one of the Diplomat’s good friends at the show tonite, though (Diplo: we only met once and briefly, but I think we both know it was magical). Sorry that folks are skipping Jaxxon on the New Orleans-to-Austin route—hope they swing back thru soon. Are you coming down for any of the GFL shows?

UPDATE: Just found this at Mountain Goats bassist Peter Hughes’ livejournal page:

Anyway, right! Yeah! We made a record! It’s all kind of a blur now, and nothing is mixed yet so all I have to go on are what memories survived the trip home, but I strongly suspect it’s gonna be a good one. My anxieties going into the recording proved unfounded. If anything, I don’t think we’ve ever felt more confident and in control in the studio before. [...]

As far as what to expect: well, you will hear some things you haven’t heard on a Mountain Goats record before. The occasional horn, for one thing. There are a couple songs that don’t sound much like anything the Mountain Goats have done before, and at least one that doesn’t sound much like anything that anyone’s done before (I’m at a loss, anyway). But all of that is a little misleading. I’d say that if anything, this album will be more like a Mountain Goats album than any of the other records I’ve been a part of, just in the sense that I think it’s going to be very true to what we’ve become in the last five years.

A FUCKING UNSTOPPABLE ROCK MACHINE.

Uhhhh … right. But the songs as a group are as good as any John’s ever written, a few of them right up there with the absolute best of the best. And it’s mostly very quiet actually. Scott kept calling it “a root fire of a record.” You know, like, after the blaze has swept through, and the forest reduced to ash, and everything on the surface is dead and still, but underground the roots of the trees continue to burn. We didn’t start the fire. It was always burning since the world’s been turning. Sorry, what was I talking about? How much I hate people?

This news, it is good.

I am downloading this “Farewell” tune, but it shan’t match the glory of “This Year,” compadre.

I laffed out loud (yes!! LOL!) when you got shot by tasers, by the way. Not just at that wonderful image, but at the idea that there may be a world where one is tasered by security guards for kicking up a ruckus about Don DeLillo (at your local thrift store, right now: 1,000 copies of Libra!) (aside: Have you heard about the movie he hath wrought?).

Jason and MEC were in jackson monday, but not to play a show. they REALLY, REALLY like to stay with the diplomat when they’re driving through, because his house is pretty damn awesome, and comforting to traveling bands. (he took them to Keifer’s for food, and then to Don’s, to marvel at the wonderment/awfulness. i was, alas, asleep by 10 – in anticipation of working last night’s 7-band bill, including This Bike Is A Pipe Bomb, who totally own.)

what do the dogs think of the roaring fans?

the image of larry ferrari as a flame-haired prophet of doom was only (slightly) appropriate in the week immediately following Katrina. the man had chainsaws for hands, i swear.

centro-matic not playing jackson is annoying. will played with bobby bare jr. about 8 months ago, and jaxxie cooked them slap-yer-mom spaghetti, and we told him (will, not bobby) that he was welcome back anytime, and i guess, well, they were too busy. or something. we had kids drive over from shreveport for that show, though. and it was a solo gig.

prof – you and contessa coming up for OUR spanish town parade? Mal’s St. Paddy’s Day Insaneness Attended by Thousands of Middle-Aged Green Ladies Who Aren’t From Mississippi? Huh? Are you?

all red stickians: do not miss Great Lake Swimmers, who play at Chelsea’s on 3/23. bring your attention spans. they are magnificent.

out.