The Holiest of Holy Part III; Oh Holy Night!

There are no words to describe how unbelievable this night was. Despite that the set was so close to the ones for the two previous nights, it didn’t matter. There was a special feeling in the air and his words rang so much more true being in the place where so many of these tales took place. Having seen so many of the street names only mentioned in lyrics before. I felt a new connection to the man, like when he moved to my home state and I to his, our fates crossed again. As he started This Magic Moment he looked right at me and pointed “Put your camera’s down” he said, “Let’s try to have a real special moment not one you record” I complied partially, I was still taping the audio. I’m sorry Johnny Boy but I gotta think of the future I don’t want to lose this moment. I think he will understand better now that he has confessed to listening to Grateful Dead bootlegs. Continue reading The Holiest of Holy Part III; Oh Holy Night!

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The heats about to break!

The title of the the album is a reference to Tarot cards which those of us who grew up in the early nineties and were also obsessed with The Invisibles know all to well. The bonus tape is called All Survivors Pack. Which features a song that taught us the name of Billy the Kids mom. A little bit of trivia we can’t wait to break out. We’ve yet to get hold of a tape player to listen to this masterpiece, but thankfully some tech savoy TMG -Head (I’m not sure what we call ourselves), placed it on line already so we can hear whats in our hand without playing it (go Bless the future)! While listening to it with 24-hour cable news running in the background makes us think of Japan, Earthquakes, and the fact that we’ve moved our HQ right in the heart of it. Truthfully this has been on our minds for the last year, but it all comes together cohesively while under the influence of John Darnielle’s soothing, nasal voice! Continue reading The heats about to break!

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Three the Hardway

Okay so I am going to attempt to type this despite my right arm and now hand swelling to the point that I feel my skin is going to burst (thank god for spell check). I’ll get to why later. I am still trying to process the events of this past weekend and the greatest kick off to my birth-month since 1998! It was a whirlwind of excitement and music that left me injured and recuperating all yesterday. It started Friday after work, where I ran in to pull a quick five hour shift and run home to throw on my change of clothes I had laid out prior to doing my time. Me, and Anitra (my love), raced to the BART Station, to head over to Oakland and see the Flaming Lips. Continue reading Three the Hardway

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