
Songs: Ohia - Lioness Do you know how Eskimos take care of a wolf problem? I heard this in a sermon illustration in middle school. What they do is dip a sword or machete of some sort into a bucket of blood. Then they let it freeze. Then they dip it again. They repeat this until a thick coat of blood builds up around the blade. Then, at night, they stick the sword, hilt-first, into the snow and go to sleep. The wolf'll come by and sniff blood and take [...]

Deerhunter - Sleepwalking On Sunday afternoon I took a long nap in which I dreamed I was worried about my future. I couldn't sleep later that night because I kept worrying about worrying about my future after I woke up. I've also been going through a few weeks of not really feeling things . Naturally, I went for a walk around my neighbourhood at 1am. My discoveries from that walk: At least one inhabitant of this leafy suburb enjoys the sensations delivered by blueberry-flavoured condoms. [...]

Low - On My Own I saw Low twice in two days. The first, at Fingerprints , my local record shop, was on Monday, April 1. A day later they played in the Troubadour. Here are my Opinions about that: To get tickets to the Fingerprints show, one technically had to purchase the album there. I had already preordered The Invisible Way through Sub Pop because it came with a four-song EP. I also already had tickets to the Troubadour show, but caved and bought the colored vinyl [...]

Noah DeSmit, Robert Perry - Paradigm What was you first music memory? Noah DeSmit: My first music memory is singing in church. However, I have very strong recollections of my dad playing Celebrate by Rare Earth very loudly in the house when I was little. Parliament Funkadelic and Michael Jackson also featured many times while growing up. These memories are stronger in my mind than the hymns at church. What's your craziest touring memory? Usually the crazy [...]
I had been increasingly frustrated with ill-fitting spot I used to stash my LPs. The only record rack I liked online was $168, which is pretty steep for me, since I'm a writer earning writerly wages. All the other options were dingy wire contraptions. Milk crates is one irrevocable step into hipsterdom I'm not especially eager to make. So I spent most of my day off driving around - to thrift stores, to Best Buy, to Target - trying to see if anywhere else sold something that would work. They do not. Also, fun fact, [...]
I've listened to barely anything else since Jason Molina died.

Atoms For Peace - Before Your Very Eyes... Brrrringgg. Walter woke and slapped at his cell phone. The ringing continued. When, through the sleep in his blinking eyes, he managed to get his screen in focus, there was nothing on it. The ringing melted into buzzing. It was steady; there were no gaps like his ringtone. Walter put the phone down and dropped his head into the pillow. The tinnitus ringing continued. It'd been 13 days now. Tinnitus woke him up and tinnitus hummed him through the day and tinnitus made him afraid to [...]

James Blake - The Wilhelm Scream Walter often recited of the expression, "cut off your nose to spite your face." But he didn't spite his face; he spited his nose. It was long. It had a crook. The tip had stuck out of the water during his baptism 35 years ago. It still felt different - that last half an inch exposed to the whistle of the wind with the rest of him submerged. That last half an inch crawling with the bacteria of sin. The power sander out in the garage called [...]

The Strokes - One Way Trigger A eunuch is on the gravel. Ceramic stalls on one side, clotheshorses on the other. The Eunuch sucks on a honey-lathered Filbert paintbrush. Aristocrats pass on his lefts and rights, mulling over chiffon ball gowns and Armani waistcoats. Softly, he mumbles into the backs of aristocratic knees, the kind made from freeze-dried couscous, "You asked me to stay, but I have a few reasons to leave." [ Comedown Machine .]
Happy 20th birthday, Caroline! Nobody knows whether you're a clock or a bomb.

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Push The Sky Away I spent a month in Shanghai living on Sigh's couch and trying to convince her roommates to play badminton with me. The Dutch one kept putting the accent on the last syllable (badminTON) and using it as a verb (badmintoning), which made me giggle. The American pretended to be interested (he had a racket and birdies), but then would suggest we go to his cycling class or whatever the fuck exercise group he joined. I didn't seem able to convey that, no, I actually just [...]

Youth Lagoon - Dropla Hi kids. Today I'm going to tell you how scorpions mate, based on a lecture my dad came up with in 1989. I remember watching him type it up on our IBM computer, which had a black and white screen (blue and grey, really) and ran MS-DOS, which was, like, the coolest thing in 1989. The four-year-old me - much cuter, a tiny bit shorter - used to play "Jeopardy!" on it at every opportunity, which is why I turned out this way. Anyway, to scorpions. "Scorpion mating [...]

Download fixtapes, number one . ( DropBox ) . "I'm sorry that I fell so far and I hope that you still love me," he mumbled. "Let's just smoke cigarettes and pretend we're not upset." Burning embers lit the dried butts in the ashtray, flickered, went out. He recalled the days they wasted on love (love love!), how they faded from the winter onwards. Hoping their affections would maybe sprout wings, passing afternoons hiding in the forests, imagining that the songbirds' calls were their own. Nerves normal, breath normal, speaking of love and life and other things [...]