The Messengers - That’s the Way A Woman Is
Jack Oblivian - Honey, I’m Too Old for You
GUESTBREAKER: You Hate My City (Los Angeles)
Congratulations, you’ve managed to trot your way around the globe and expose yourself to different cultures. Then you came home and outlined in your head the “best” cities, towns, and villages. We know, we’ve heard your stories. We’ve also seen you convince yourself that you have “a great grasp” of each one… because you were there for two weeks. So I invite you into my city; my home, my turf, and you make the wrong move by hating on it. You complain about the traffic, the urban sprawl, the cost of living, the pollution. How everyone is fake, materialistic, crazy, or drugged up. You compare it to San Francisco, New York, and (sigh) London. What’s that? You don’t like the traffic. Maybe you just need to experience it first hand. Hows about I push you out of the car the next time we’re on the 101? This is Los Angeles, we hated you first. There’s a saying around here for people like you: go fuck yourself.A Guest Dealbreaker written by Kelly.
reblogged from dealbreaker
Justin Townes Earle - Midnight at the Movies
Deer Tick - Smith Hill
Deer Tick - Little White Lies
I fully agree that Deer Tick is trying to be Townes Van Zandt, but I have absolutely no problem with that.
Hotels - Flight of the Navigator
Falcon is not a tribute band. Falcon plays all new material.
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From 1986-88, Jared Falcon attended Petaluma Junior High in Petaluma, Ca.. He played baritone sax in the orchestra and did not do particularly well in school. However, he was a songwriting prodigy, writing close to a song a day and recording each onto a Fisher Price tape recorder. This practice started in January 1987 and ended, 336 songs later, in February 1988, when Mr. Falcon was institutionalized.
Luckily for us, however, Jared Falcon’s classmates from Petaluma Junior High, Shannon Ferguson and Neil Rosen, have since found those tapes…
http://www.myspace.com/falconmusic
