Dusty Chalk

New Oneohtrix Point Never, Age Of Really interesting to hear their take on vocal music:

Cheers to a life well lived.

New All India Radio! mostly instrumental laid back space rock with a strong Pink Floyd influence https://allindiaradio.bandcamp.com/album/s-p-a-c-e

I wrote a song for all the stay-at-home dads.* Here's the backing track. "I'm glad you're home Now did you really miss me I guess you did by the look in your eyes (look in your eyes) Well lay back, and relax, while I put away the dishes Then you and me Can rock a bye I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell The night is young and full of possibilities Well come on and let yourself be free My love for you so long I've been savin' The night was made for me and you I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell (disco instrumental break) (I can ring your bell I can ring your bell Ding dong ding ah I can ring your bell I can ring your bell Anytime Anywhere) I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell I can ring your bell, ring your bell (Ring a ling a ling)" (Yes, it's now a song about servicing your woman.) *Not really. I was practicing singing by singing (specificity of training), and I was having trouble hitting the high notes, so I tried lowering it an octave. With a man singing it, it sounded a little too...selfish, for lack of a better word. I really liked the dynamic of the original song, so I thought about rearranging the lyrics to say the same thing, only from the other perspective—I can ring your bell. So I went through the rest of the lyrics to see what else I had to change. Not a single other thing. So it’s basically the same lyrics with “you can ring my bell“ changed to “I can ring your bell”.

Happy birthday! You heard of cats?

This is the best!

The kid with the shovel cracks me up:

She's right about leather seats, though. Everyone hates those in summer.

Gas, Rausch

Yeah, not ashamed that we made the right decision last night. Plus the fresh (filtered) air and exercise always does me good.

Walk of shame. 2.4 miles to get my car abandoned last night due to too drunk to drive in about an hour, all uphill. No hangover today, though, so I had that going for me. If you've seen me post those enormous margaritas at El Paso, those are the mediums. I had a large last night. It was almost large enough to swim in!

I’m particularly enjoying tonight’s show. I really dig it when you “telegraph” what you’re going to play later or next.

Unholy carp. There's some really painful lyrics to listen to in there: "Baby, I'm afraid But it's not your fault Maybe I should go Home alone tonight" I think I've been there. Not sure I understand the rest of the lyrics in that song, but damn, that one just made me double-take. That Liz Vice album is pretty great, and probably more my thing these days. As much as I like synthpop, the Prass album is a little too pop for me.

I think I called them ‘backlog’, but yes, I get your gist. ;-p

So you did have some biscuits.

Joana Serrat -- sort of a female Chris Isaak -- she even uses a lyrics that incorporates the words, "wicked games"

Esperanto sounded more like Kraftwerk than Kraftwerk did, as did his other albums, Communication and Off the Record. Being synthpop, they definitely have a place in my life, but this one is so shockingly different, it satisfies a completely different itch. That jangle.

Condolences to you and his family and friends

I fully expect to need to post to this in the morning. EDIT: a little cottonmouth, but that's it.

This is the lead song from Karl Bartos' (yes, that Karl Bartos) first solo album, Electric Music. I know what you're thinking -- "WTF?!?!?" It's heavily dosed with Johnny Marr. I can't find my Japanese CD. I really need to hear the whole thing again. Here is more or less the whole album on YouTube. Probably my favourite album from 1998.