The Rolling Stones, 1966.
That moment when The Clash met Warhol.
I have three dads: my biological father, God and Bob Dylan
I like this Alabama Shakes record quite a lot and wrote about it for Pitchfork.
Neutral Milk Hotel - Engine
Had the pleasure of seeing Jeff Mangum play in SF last night, I’ve seen him twice in the last few years, which for a long time would have seemed like an impossibility. The first time at Le Poisson Rouge as part of a Kickstarter event was his return show after many years away, which was a musical experience that felt more like a reunion - full of nervous anticipation, excitement (he opened that show with Oh, Comely, the initial chords of which signaled to the crowd that shit was going to get serious), and tears.
Last night was loose, fun, rowdy, a chance for Mangum to not simply return but express himself. He had horns and strings on some songs, and had tons of banter with the crowd (Fan: “Jeff play ‘She Did Alot of Acid’” Jeff: “No”“)
After the house lights went up at the end of the show everyone stayed screaming and he came out to play a few more songs, ending with this lullaby, which is about as perfect a song as exists.
And sweet babies cry for the cool taste of milking, that milky delight that invited us all/And if there’s a taste in this life more inviting, then wake up your windows and watch as the sweet babies crawl away