Here’s my shoddy video of “Come to Hide” from the show at the Turf Club. More thoughts on the St. Paul and Milwaukee shows to come…
Here’s the new single “Snakeskin” from Deerhunter’s upcoming album Fading Frontier, out October 16th. It’s fantastic to have you back again, gentlemen!
Dayton and the Hardchargers opened the night with their own set, sounding as ferociously lean as they always have. Gentlemen, get back here early and often, will you?
As one can expect at a Supersuckers show, the Tractor was full of flying fingers and horned hands, with a little extra positive energy thrown into the mix as Eddie and the boys played one last show before taking a break for Mr. Spaghetti to begin cancer treatments. A not-so-gentle reminder: you can help he and his fantastic family RIGHT HERE. Do it, NOW. Please. Thank you!
The Supersuckers, with special guests Ed Vedder and Blind Marky Felchtone covered The Ramones’ “I Believe In Miracles” – the perfect song for such an auspicious night. There was an actual encore, above and beyond the usual Supersuckers Rock and Roll Encore, during which Mr. Spaghetti played his cover of You Am I’s gorgeous “Heavy Heart”, before the whole band returned for a bittersweet singalong of “Killer Weed”.
The kickass Two Cow Garage returned to town to open the night and they set the mood perfectly. Here’s hoping they come back again for headlining set soon. Safe travels, gentlemen!
The initial artists playing this year’s Macefield Music Festival were released this morning, and you can’t say I didn’t warn you; they are impressive! Those artists include: Mr. Mark Lanegan, Jesse Sykes and the Sweet Hereafter, Thunderpussy, Prom Queen, Blood Drugs and Future Shock. And of course, more will be announced as we wander our way through summer.
Today, as on countless other Sunday mornings, I’m listening to Mr. Otis Redding. The sheer life force of That Voice, buoyed and swung by Dunn, Jackson Jr. and Cropper is the closest to heaven on Earth that I believe exists.
“Coffee and Cigarettes” is my favorite Otis song, period. I play it more often and feel it more deeply than any other. There’s something about spinning it on a Sunday morning that gives it a little extra weary glow and grit all at once. It feels like 3am early on a Sunday morning, after a raucous Saturday night show, when the usual fun has been had and contentment sets in. There’s nothing post-show hazy about what’s felt here. It’s a crystal clear realization that satisfaction is simple: I’ve got you, you’ve got me, we’ve got each other. That’s worth more than anything. Being able to finally sit, doing things as simple as smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee together with that one particular person that you’ve been waiting to find for longer than you can remember, that’s the rare, valuable thing. There’s plenty of time for going out to swanky dinners, crazy parties, loud shows; together, alone, satisfied is a harder to do, but infinitely better.
When I’m feeling particularly lost or alone, this is the song that reminds what I should be keeping an eye out for; I’ll know I’ve found the right guy when it happens, because this song taught me exactly how that moment should feel. Thank you for the constant reminder, gentlemen.
I’m going to make some more coffee and flip the record. I hope your Sunday is gorgeous, and that you listen to all the songs that make you smile and shake your ass. Share your own Sunday songs in the comments, will you? I’m always looking for new ones to add to my rotation.