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I can’t lie— I’m mostly posting this so that Sam has a face to go with one of our 2010 Summer Jams.

I’m not 100% sold on the video (Elijah Wood?) but, god, getting that album out of my head is like tackling acute histoplasmosis— it’s gonna take a while. I had to welch out of my coworkers’ housewarming party this weekend and am working on a dance mix to assuage my guilt; really, it’s just an excuse to use that one song.

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A guy told me really excitedly this winter that the solo album from the Sigur Rós lead singer was going to be the album of the summer— that you’d hear it blasting from the car of anyone who’s cool. He was so excited and it made me really happy to hear someone evangelizing a current album instead of just slamming the incessant cesspool that pop music has become. I went ahead and bought it when I saw it in a store a few weeks later and— I don’t know. It’s pretty structurally clever in some places but that never really means anything for listenability; just ask Captain Beefheart. Obviously, Go is a lot nicer to listen to than Trout Mask Replica— some of the operatic swells have a great galloping panchromatic beauty to them— but then you realize it’s because you’re riding astride an armored unicorn, straight for the heart of Care-a-Lot. It’s music I feel like I’m going to get beaten up for listening to— which makes it kind of hard to listen to.

Anyway. My Auditory Enjoyment Index has been out of commission since I accidentally listened to that new LCD Soundsystem album grading lab finals. Confidential to James Murphy— making it sound like you sampled “This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)” is not a blank check for lines like

As night has such a local ring

And love and rock are pickup things

And you know it, yeah, you know it

Yeah, you know, take

People are paying attention, man. We haven’t all had enough Pabst to get lost in the handclaps.

Here’s my Summer Jam:

At 8:30 this fine morning I was the lucky recipient of a phone call from India from a very happy traveler I am lucky to call my brother-in-law. It sounds like as is well with The Brendan and he is settled and having a great time. It made me very, very happy to hear from him but also sad when I realized how far away he is along with my other dear ones in Lesotho, Armenia and Texas. The PeaceCorp and general interest in faraway places have taken some sweet friends of mine away from me but I know they are doing what they love so I’m not too worried.

I personally do not know who would not want to be where I am today because when I searched “weather 98225” this morning, all I got was this:

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I’ll take it.

Happy Summer Everyone!



We went on a camping trip a few weeks ago. It was beautiful.

Duh.