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Monthly Archives: January 2008

I Have Seen A Light

It’s recently come to my attention that Chris Knauer dot com has suffered a significant decline in quality, the posts have become pretentious, ostentatious, vainglorious. There was a time when I could make points with simple sentences, but it has come and gone, maybe it will come again. Things started to go […]

Stolen Moment

Considering Zooey Deschanel’s elf soundtrack duet with Leon Redbone is, basically, the greatest song ever, this is welcome news.

Like A Hurricane

So the new Destroyer album (unreleased, internet leak, oh my god) is great. Each subsequent Destroyer albums has been a looser amalgamation of vocalization and instrumentation, lyrics sit haphazardly on top of whiny steel guitars and one hand piano solos, all rough edges and slip shod design, but it works. It’s becoming increasingly […]

Easy Street

I feel like a pariah for not intensely and unconditionally loving Juno.
Maybe I’m just cynical.
But it was only okay, middling, over-cooked.
Every scene felt like an exercise in “look-how-hip”; the off-the-wall dialog, the framed shots whose focus was split between the actors and an iconic album cover or band poster in the background, the pushy acoustic […]

Books, an insufferable Chris Knauer review

I may regret putting this to paper, or pixel as it were, but I am quite enjoying Special Topic in Calamity Physics by Marisha Pessl. Sure it tries a little too hard at the “quirky, funny, cool” dynamic, favoring artifice over craftsmanship, with occasional forays into look-how-clever preening, something I normally hate, in this […]

Melody Day

I love Lucky Soul and I love the lead singer, please tour the states. Thanks.

Steam Machine

My two favorite words, an abstract. Sorry if this reads like a college application essay, I had considered doing “My Favorite Songs of 2007″ but the unending list-making gets tiresome, and since I am contractually obligated to throw something up here every three weeks, you’ll just have to deal with some grasping, high school […]