March came sputtering with requisite Madness and brackets and young men worshipped by their peers and fathers. Harsh dusty winds unnoticed outside stadium gates, the multitudes locked inside. Penned in. By their projections and regrets and sadness. Devendorf rode into Memphis alone. Griffin was already there. Devendorf spoke first, as always.
Archive for March 2009
If Cormac McCarthy wrote for Sports Illustrated
28 Mar 2009Back from Ecuador
24 Mar 2009Sometimes it takes a week at the equator to realize what’s really important in this life. And I don’t plan on ever being away from the blog for so long again. I know it’s been hard for all of you; it’s been hard for me, too. Harder than you’ll ever know. I just don’t want [...]
Dark was the night, cold was the ground
11 Mar 2009Hello, dedicated readers. I have a lovely thank-you gift for you; I hope you find it useful. The gift is a presale password to the Dark Was The Night Live concert at Radio City Music Hall. In case you didn’t know…
Whoa, hey now Pitchfork!
08 Mar 2009First of all, it takes like a hundred thousand minutes to load, man oh man. Second of all, there’s this big old iPod touch advert that dominates the top of the screen. Third of all, the links on the top of the page make it look like every other music Web site (Brooklyn Vegan, Stereogum, [...]
Hilton Als just can’t stop watching Helen Mirren in “Prime Suspect”
07 Mar 2009I’m writing this on my iPhone. I’ve been in this room for 36 hours and I don’t see an exit. I don’t know how I got here or where I am, and I don’t know who put me in here. This room, it’s so white. So clean. I can’t breathe, it’s so white in here. [...]
Liveblogging U2 at Fordham … Sort Of
06 Mar 2009Well, it’s not exactly live, but it was when I wrote it. So deal with it. 6:44 We’ve been inside for about half an hour and I’m just bodying people left and right, with no regard for safety or decency. There is an aura of despair that pervades this space and seeps through our pores [...]
U2 at 5:30 a.m. tomorrow? Count me out.
05 Mar 2009Talk about lame. Who would wake up at 5:00 a.m. just to eat some lame-o oatmeal and mush and then go to the lame-o grassy quadrangle to sit around in the lame-o cold for hours and watch some lame-o Irishmen sing about boots? I lay even money that Edward’s Parade is a ghost town tomorrow [...]
03 Mar 2009
Everyone else thinks of Gil Scott-Heron and gets confused whenever you read “Guillermo Scott Herren” (a.k.a. Prefuse 73), right? So weird.
These things come in waves
03 Mar 2009Grizzly Bear coming to Town Hall on 28th and 29th May, let’s see what they’ve got! Hit me, Droste! Hit me, Rossen! En garde, Taylor! En garde, Bear! I wonder if they’ll blow up by then like Animal Collective did between the announcement of the Grand Ballroom show and the show itself. I suspect they [...]
