Yes, it is 11:49. And yes, I am staring at my notes for tomorrow morning. With the heaviness of preaching on 1 Corinthians 12 and the 'miraculous gifts'...I just had to give way to the blessed distraction of good music. (Well, according to me of course; and in my solipsistic blog world, it is
me that matters, yes?)
I can't stop listening to Jeremy Enigk's (of the late great Sunny Day Real Estate and the Fire Theft) incredible song,
"Been Here Before" ('Canons' is sweet as well.) Jeremy has a way of playing familiar pop that keeps surprising and delighting you as you listen.
Check out
Grand Archives for great hooks and sweet harmonies. Somewhere between Ryan Adams and Band of Horses. Just easy to listen to. I dig it (hat tip to Hunter).
And, for the ambient and slightly spooky cool and depressing- check out
Mar. They remind me of Slowdive from back in the day (and by that I mean '94 or so?) Good sermonating music...though one of their songs is 'The Athiest'. Hmmmm. I think, perhaps it is a critique of athiesm...not sure. If it is in praise of atheism, then I shall renounce them from the mountain tops. As for now, I'm just chillin (wait, no, I'm kickin it...uh, actually, no, you're right- I'm chillin).
I like most of the stuff that I hear from Athlete.
Hurricane is a good, sparkly pick you up after a little too much of Mar (above).
I generally try and steer clear of dudes named Homer. But,
Homer Hiccolm and the Rocketboys are pretty cool. Though it is hard to listen and enjoy with a vision of some bad toothed, beer swillin, Chevy drivin redneck named Homer Hiccolm.
Ah. That's it for now. All ready to jump back into the life of sweet exegesis!
Labels: Culture, Music