I would just like to go on record as saying that I really really like that record, and that I will be burning the more recent record from Jessica when I get home. Incidentally, I heard the same two tracks ("Biscuit," and I forget the name of the other) before a panel discussion about the recent insanity in Gaza, and while I'm losing any thread of a coherent thought at this point in this post, I will just say again that that was a really good album.
Then I grabbed a hot chocolate with a couple friends Tuesday night, and heard Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," which is a song I dismissed when I was in high school as music for motocross fans. Ten years removed from that oppressive culture (not of high school, but rather of motocross fans), I have to say that the doomy, bendy guitar part at the beginning sounds really cool. (It also sounds like you are about to die.)
We also caught a live version of Descendents' "I'm Not a Loser," and even though I think it was Sublime performing it, I was still into it. Which reminds me: Anyone out there hear the Descendents album that came out last year, and if so, was it good?
Clearly I'm missing some of the music that sits on my shelves, even though I really have come to enjoy a lot of the music I hear here as well.
Yesterday at the end of the Spanish lesson, Saul was like, "Do you like music, what kind of music do you like?" I often avoid answering this question in the U.S., and a person sounds like even more of a goon answering it in a language they are not good at using. And on top of that, the endless genre-slicing and splicing that goes on these days poses a problem: how to reassemble all the feigned-obscurity into a reasonably meaningful response to a fair and simple question? I gave up at "varios tipos."
Saul's response was simple: "Do you like Manu Chao?" Manu Chao sort of makes me depressed for whatever reasons, but his songs also account for something like 25% of the spanish I knew before I got to Guatemala, so: "Of course." Saul pulled out a guitar and gave me a lyric sheet and made me sing "Clandestino" with him. "Can you play the guitar?" No. "Then we will have a lesson tomorrow." Thanks, Saul.
Then I grabbed a hot chocolate with a couple friends Tuesday night, and heard Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," which is a song I dismissed when I was in high school as music for motocross fans. Ten years removed from that oppressive culture (not of high school, but rather of motocross fans), I have to say that the doomy, bendy guitar part at the beginning sounds really cool. (It also sounds like you are about to die.)
We also caught a live version of Descendents' "I'm Not a Loser," and even though I think it was Sublime performing it, I was still into it. Which reminds me: Anyone out there hear the Descendents album that came out last year, and if so, was it good?
Clearly I'm missing some of the music that sits on my shelves, even though I really have come to enjoy a lot of the music I hear here as well.
Yesterday at the end of the Spanish lesson, Saul was like, "Do you like music, what kind of music do you like?" I often avoid answering this question in the U.S., and a person sounds like even more of a goon answering it in a language they are not good at using. And on top of that, the endless genre-slicing and splicing that goes on these days poses a problem: how to reassemble all the feigned-obscurity into a reasonably meaningful response to a fair and simple question? I gave up at "varios tipos."
Saul's response was simple: "Do you like Manu Chao?" Manu Chao sort of makes me depressed for whatever reasons, but his songs also account for something like 25% of the spanish I knew before I got to Guatemala, so: "Of course." Saul pulled out a guitar and gave me a lyric sheet and made me sing "Clandestino" with him. "Can you play the guitar?" No. "Then we will have a lesson tomorrow." Thanks, Saul.
Too much pointless text requires a few pointless photos:
Saw some rad stuff today and am excited to share colorful photos of a colorful church in a colorful place.
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