The Records I’m Listening To Now.

The Dirtbombs!

That’s right, you silly MoFo’s. Records. Not MP3’s, or CD’s. All recent scores at my favorite record store, and in no particular order:

Loose Fur on the Drag City label. Cause it’s Tweedy.

Cat Power The Greatest. Cause she is.

The Dirtbombs UltraGlide in Black. Cause they fucking rock.

Studio One Rockers The Original. Straight outta Kingstown, Jamaica.

Randy Newman Live. I don’t give a shit what you say about this one.

Rolling Stones Big Hits (High Tide and Green Grass). Scored one with the book still intact in the gatefold.

Bob Dylan The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan. In mono!

The Meters second line strut. Love and gusha-gusha.

The Postal Service Give Up. On colored wax, no less.

Thelonious Monk. Best of. Even though I have a ton of Thelonious, it never hurts to spin his greatest hits package. That can almost be said of any artist. Shit, even the Bay City Rollers.

Husker Du Don’t Want To Know If You Are Lonely on the SST specially-priced 3-cut maxi-single. I’d like to point out that all hyphens just used are all used correctly.

Sex Pistols Filthy Lucre Live. I don’t care what you say about this one, either.

James Brown ‘Live’ At The Apollo. Two Big Albums in One!

Various Artists on 20 Explosive Dynamic Super Smash Hit Explosions! from Pravada. For the Mojo Nixon bonus 45? The Young Fresh Fellows version of Black Betty? Or The Smashing Pumpkins doing Jackie Blue? You make the call.

So there you have it. Cause I think the only way you really get to know someone is knowing the music they listen to, and the only way you really and truly like someone is to have the same sort of musical tastes.

And as my old-time long-dead friend Eric Zanheiser’s dad used to tell him, after he would yell at Eric a whole bunch right after Eric got caught doing something really stupid: “put that in your bong and smoke it!”

One thought on “The Records I’m Listening To Now.”

  1. I have to point you at a couple other classics that you probably don’t have, but fuck if you shouldn’t have them — I mean, they’re classics.

    Live Nude Guitars by Brian Setzer. This was his one and only album (and yes, I have it on vinyl and cassette as well as CD) inbetween the Stray Cats and that unfortunate swing phase of his that luckily has come to a close.

    Fear Not the Obvious by The Yayhoos. Dan Baird and almost all of the Georgia Satellites do the best three-guitar album since Skynard’s “Street Survivors.” Their cover of Dancing Queen is off the hook.

    and a bonus

    Kings of the Wild Frontier by Adam & The Ants. Get the vinyl with the bonus track of Beat My Guest. What’s not to love about cheesy self-induldgent new wave nee’ punk, Marco Pironi, two thundering drum sets, and that whole pirate-cum-Navajo warrior-cum-highwayman persona?

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