
By Jon Stone | @jwstone It's unseasonably warm here in Champaign-Urbana. The weather gets like this here in November: schizophrenic, with wild mercury jerks back and forth from freezing to oh-my-gosh-I-can't-believe-i t's-not September balminess. Such warmth can make a chap reflective on the year in sound , and I'm not alone. Standing in line to see Neko Case Friday night at the Canopy Club , I heard folks both in front of and behind me talking about their year in rock. Most were reminiscing about the last time they saw [...]