From: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org (fegmaniax-digest) To: fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Subject: fegmaniax-digest V12 #321 Reply-To: fegmaniax@smoe.org Sender: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk fegmaniax-digest Thursday, August 28 2003 Volume 12 : Number 321 Today's Subjects: ----------------- RE: 30 ["Bachman, Michael" ] And none of it was as bad as P.O.D., that's for sure ["Rex.Broome" ] Re: 30 ["Marc Holden" ] Re: 30 [Ken Weingold ] V-Day is nigh! ["Glen Uber" ] Re: 30 ["Jason R. Thornton" ] Actual Spam (RH Content) [Tom Clark ] Re: Actual Spam (RH Content) ["Glen Uber" ] Re: V-Day is nigh! [Tom Clark ] Re: V-Day is nigh! [Steve Talkowski ] Re: V-Day is nigh! [Eb ] Re: possum huzzah scarcity [grutness@surf4nix.com (James Dignan)] another one of them damned lists to start arguments over [Jeffrey with 2 ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 10:26:22 -0400 From: "Bachman, Michael" Subject: RE: 30 Positive things I did in my 30th year, 1983. Got into backpacking. I BP'd from one end of Isle Royale National Park to the other. Great experience! Saw many a moose. Also went to the Grand Canyon. Started listening to REM with my purchase of the Chronic Town ep and then Murmur. I remember listening to CT just before I left on my Isle Royale trip. Saw Talking Heads. They ran out of songs to play and ended up doing Burning Down the House twice! Lots of bar hopping due to my pending divorce! I can sympathize with you Dolph, things will get better as time goes on. I had a blast durring my 30's, including discovering Robyn durring my 32nd year in 1985 with Fegmania! Michael Bachman NP Marvin Gaye What's Going On ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 10:09:44 -0700 From: "Rex.Broome" Subject: And none of it was as bad as P.O.D., that's for sure James: >>not sure exactly where the boundary of "Christian-Rock" is. Is it people >>who only ever sing songs with religious messages, or is the occasional >>holy content enough to qualify? Well, I was definitely thinking from a US-in-the-80's marketing point of view, although the two bands that I recognized are very different cases from each other. King's X was marketed as mainstream rock (kinda proggy, ISTR) but their lyrical concerns were such that every interview with them had questions like "are you a Christian band", which musta been irritating. A more extreme case was the Galactic Cowboys, also marketed as mainstream rock, who had the genius to release a rock single that was widely perceived as being anti-abortion-rights, and that just doesn't square with the Standard Rock Thing. They got burned for it. You still see this sometimes... I think Creed and Evanescence both take their knocks for it (whereas in a less bigoted world they would just take their knocks for sucking out loud, which should surely be enough). My memory is hazy on this stuff, but I lived in a small town (bet you didn't know that) and there were lots of committed Christian kids who were trying to reconcile the rock music they were listening to a year ago with their sudden born-again-ness. Which brings me to the ('80's) Choir. They were marketed almost exclusively through Christian bookstores as far as I knew; I don't think they were much played on even college radio even though their sound was very Church/REM/Cure etc. It seems that there was, in those days, a Christian-music analog for given semi-popular style (remember Stryper?). A friend of mine (the very person, in fact who turned me on to Neil Young, although clearly I've grown beyond that fixation) had gone through a born-again thingy and sold all his rock records by artists who were "in the world" and was avidly pursuing the Christian analog bands, in which context he'd listen to stuff that he wouldn't have put up with from "secular" artists (hair-metal, bland sub-JT folk rock). Anyhow, he knew I was really into bands like the Church (although as my demos make clear I've certainly transcended that fixation, too) so he played some Choir for me to show me that you could play my kind of music and still be Christian. It sounded much as I described above and if I recall correctly was far less sloganistic than you'd expect, fairly Stipey in its lyrical obscurity. But it was more or less self-labeled as "Christian rock" and the only way you'd ever hear of them was if you knew people who were into Christian rock, so unlike King's X or Galactic Cowboys they were sort of self-ghettoized (maybe doubly so, since that college-rock sound was hardly chart magic in and of itself). Anyway, that was my dated, US-small-town take on the term, but we *were* talking about the '80's, so there you go. None of which reflects on our buddy Dolph at all, as my born-again buddies from back in the day wouldn't put up with much if any of what's said here on feg. Speaking of whom: dolph: >> 30 ...is now how old I am. any tips? Well, I barely noticed turning 30, but I cheated... my first daughter was born two days before my big 3-0. It was actually the day we took her home from the hospital. But my wife turned 40 last week and we threw her a big ol' party. I emceed a sort of cabaret/roast/wake/stand-up fest featuring performances by about fifteen of her friends, all of whom were exceedingly funny and well-prepared. She had no idea it was coming and just sat there grinning and sipping her wine and feeling pretty damned special. So yeah... get some people together to tell you how cool you are. And also, remember that my wife just turned 40. Cheers, Rex ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 10:56:04 -0700 From: Sweet & Tender Hooligan Subject: RE: And none of it was as bad as P.O.D., that's for sure > > > not sure exactly where the boundary of "Christian-Rock" is. Is it > > > people who only ever sing songs with religious messages, or is > > > the occasional holy content enough to qualify? I was (and am, I guess) the son of pentecostal pastor, and I was only permitted to listen to "Christian rock" when I was growing up. The dividing line in our house was pretty clear: if you could buy it at Zondervan's, it was a Christian band. In other words, if it was on a Christian recording label, it was "safe." > Which brings me to the ('80's) Choir. I've long since abandoned nearly all "Christian" music, due to it's blatant suck factor. There are, however, a handful of acts with genuine artistic integrity that I've continued to follow over the years, and the Choir is foremost among them. My 'net handle notwithstanding, they have been my favorite band since I was fourteen. Spiritual without being preachy, philosophical without being irritating, and clever without being cute, they've been crafting trippy, psychadelic rock albums for nearly twenty years now. > But it was more or less self-labeled as "Christian rock" and the only > way you'd ever hear of them was if you knew people who were > into Christian rock Yeah. The Choir actively sought a mainstream deal in the early 90's but couldn't seem to make it happen; a strange fate for a Grammy-nominated band of road warriors with an established fan-base and seven records under their belt. I feel they stumbled a bit after that, releasing a pair of records that were fucking dark as hell, but 1996's "Free Flying Soul" was a triumph, rivalling even "Circle Slide," their 1990 album which became the best-selling Christian alternative record of all time. Gee. Maybe I should see about finding a Choir discussion list. Then there's that shadowy realm of bands which consist of Christian folk who would likely get booted out of any reasonable church function: Over the Rhine, Bill Mallonee/V.O.L., U2, etc. = s&th hooligan@apostate.com "two divided by zero zero zero" ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 11:21:40 -0700 From: "Natalie Jane" Subject: gnatmaniax: the part of your body between your ankle and your knee This was supposed to be a "secret" show, but after word got into the local weekly that the Shins (Portland's and Albuquerque's finest) were going to play at the Blackbird, the place was packed to the gills. This was the last show I attended at the Blackbird, as the club is closing on August 30th, the victim of ill-advised business practices on the part of the owner. So it was sort of a bittersweet occasion. I kept remembering all the cool shows I've been to there, like Quasi, the Apples in Stereo, and the Postal Service. I still have my great ticket from the Quasi show, a piece of sparkly die-cut bronze card with a pink plastic knife stuck through it. The first opening act was a guy who sat at a table and played little tunes on his laptop. A guy next to me said, "What, is he just pressing 'play' and then checking his e-mail?" He was accompanied by a little TV that showed astonishingly scatological Japanese cartoons  including one about a person in a harem outfit flooding the world with diarrhea over and over again. People in the front row who could see the TV, watched in horrified fascination. The second opener, and the main act according to the ads for the "secret" show, was the All Girl Summer Fun Band, whom I've seen opening for various people many times before. As usual, I was suckered into enjoying their cutesy-poo pop. Although they sing in nauseatingly saccharine voices about having crushes on cute boys and being in love with their boyfriends, they actually can rock out a bit, and they do good two and three-part harmonies. I guess if music like this has to exist, it might as well be done well. As I was going to the bathroom after their set, I heard the Shins' new bassist singing mockingly to the tune of their last song, "I borrowed your boyfriend." Set-up for the "special guests" took little time, as either the AGSFB's drummer was using the Shins' drummer's drumset or vice versa. The Shins, as previously noted, have replaced their potato-like bassist with another guy, possibly because he has a full head of hair, or more likely, because he can also play the guitar and sing. James Mercer, the Shins' anxious-looking lead singer, has grown a beard  I didn't recognize him at first  and keyboardist Marty Crandall, who is famously dating a Woman of Culturally Acceptable Physical Appearance (i.e., a model), was as impish-looking as ever. Mercer played a new Gibson Les Paul, but broke a string on the very first song and had to bust out his old sparkly Silvertone until the Les Paul was mended. I preferred the Silvertone. The bassist doubled on a weird old guitar that had a very strange chiming tone to it that I sometimes mistook for a keyboard. They started out playing some songs from their only album, "Oh, Inverted World," including some of my favorites like "One By One All Day" and "The Celibate Life," but frankly, I was getting a little tired of hearing them play that stuff. That was fine, because the majority of the set was material from their forthcoming album "Chutes Too Narrow." The stuff sounds a little less "quirky" and more straightforwardly poppy than previous material, and a lot of it flat-out rocked. The audience went nuts for it and soon the place was insanely hot from all the dancing bodies. A group of people behind me were apparently friends with Dave the bassist and kept yelling obnoxious but funny stuff, my absolute favorite being "You guys RULE! More RULE in the monitor!!" This may be the best heckle I've ever heard. Marty, as usual, was the life of the party and spent much of the set airborne, because he jumped around so much. He also showed us all his little belly  I was expecting him to make it "talk" like Jeff Tweedy did in the Wilco documentary, but alas, no such luck. There was a big fat guy who was enjoying himself a little too much, clapping along wildly and dancing like crazy ("Let's hear it for Dom DeLuise!" said a guy near me), and who actually ran across the apron stage, while the band was playing, rather than cut through the dense crowd to get back to his spot from the bar. A girl did the same thing later on. The band encored with "New Slang," of course  everyone sang along  and ended with "Know Your Onion!" By this time, I was torn between wanting them to play longer and wanting to get out of the roasting, smoke-filled club. They ended just when I didn't think I could take it any more. I was thinking of leaving with no tinfoil offering, because it was so hot, but I'd missed out on two prior opportunities, and it was my last night at the Blackbird, after all, so when he got down off the stage, I gave James Mercer a Thoth with a quill pen in his hand. "Wow! It's a crazy bird thing with a knife!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. "It's Thoth, and he's carrying a pen," I explained, but forgot to explain who Thoth was. Ah well, keep 'em guessing, that's what I say. n. p.s. Forthcoming gnatmanices - Rhett Miller on Friday, REM/Wilco on Wednesday, Wilco again on Thursday. Delete at will. _________________________________________________________________ Get MSN 8 and enjoy automatic e-mail virus protection. http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 11:51:16 -0700 From: "Rex.Broome" Subject: RE: Well, some of it was as bad as P.O.D., maybe S&TH: >>I was only permitted to listen to "Christian rock" when I was growing up. The >>dividing line in our house was pretty clear: if you could buy it at Zondervan's, >>it was a Christian band. In other words, if it was on a Christian recording label, >>it was "safe." Right, that was the dividing line amongst the kids I knew. I alluded to the term "in the world" before, and that was the deal-breaker. If music was "of the world" or made by people "in the world" (the terminology gave me the heebie-jeebies big time), it was to be eschewed in favor of simulacra distinguished mainly by its distribution network. It was almost as bad as Elephant 6. Where'd you grow up, Hooli? >>The Choir actively sought a mainstream deal in the early 90's but couldn't seem >>to make it happen; a strange fate for a Grammy-nominated band of road warriors >>with an established fan-base and seven records under their belt. Aside from the problem of having the same name as noted but short-lived '60's psych-garage band, it was probably the baggage of the past association/self-limiting of their audience. Stryper tanked after their bid for mainstreaminess, too; going for the mainstream is alienating to your initial base, and the Christian label is off-outting for secular folks. There seems to have been a sea-change lately where bands have been able to package themselves as Christian-if-you're-paying-attention and get away with it. Like I said, Creed, POD, Evanescence... the marketing machine is a bit more finely-tuned these days, I guess. I've been in more synagogues than churches over the past fifteen years or so, but I still find the psychology of this stuff interesting. Like for example, I wonder how many people who wouldn't piss on a self-described Christian band if they were on fire also feel smugly proud of themselves for owning the "O Brother" soundtrack or a gospel record or two. - -Rex np. "I'd Rather You Leave Me", the ('60's) Choir. (Okay, not really, but it's easily the equal of their "big hit", just a lovely song, and I am gonna play it when I get home.) ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 11:53:20 -0700 From: "Marc Holden" Subject: Re: Old Grey Whistle Test DVD >Unfortunately the Beefheart clip features him with the 1974 Tragic Band and is to be avoided. Totally agreed. I happened to see the Beefheart segment late one night, while I was in London this year. It was stunningly awful. That's the only episode of OGWT I've ever seen, and I was REALLY disappointed. Marc Ambition is like a frog sitting on a Venus's-flytrap. The flytrap can bite and bite, but it won't bother the frog because it only has little tiny plant teeth. But some other stuff could happen and it could be like ambition. Jack Handey ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 12:23:45 -0700 From: "Marc Holden" Subject: Re: 30 TC wrote >30 was an awesome year for me. Went to Spain in March and Paris in October, >bought a house in December. JT wrote >30 was a great year for me travel-wise as well. I ended up going to >Thailand in December and spent the 99/00 New Year's in Hong Kong. And I >saw Robyn Hitchcock three times (SF, the Troubadour and Cafe Largo) and met >a buttload of Fegs. I did the same thing the year I turned 30. I had a divorce that had just settled and needed to completely clear my head. I went to Europe for almost a month. I bought a shit-load of records in London (including a test pressing of A Can of Bees--Aura label); spent about 10 days total (2 stops) in Amsterdam smoking Tibetan Temple hash and Northern Lights, and touring the Van Gough and MC Escher museums; hiked a bit in the eastern Switzerland; visited a friend in Bordeaux for a week (and saw Pink Floyd at a really nice memorial square in the center of town); got kicked off a train in the middle of the night in Germany; and just had a total blast. It was really had to get back to work after that. Dolph, I hope 30 brings you bigger and better things. Have a great time, Marc If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did." Jack Handey ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 15:31:00 -0400 From: Ken Weingold Subject: Re: 30 On Thu, Aug 28, 2003, Marc Holden wrote: > I went to Europe for almost > a month. I bought a shit-load of records in London (including a test > pressing of A Can of Bees--Aura label) Okay, how many of us, Americans at least, went to London at one point or another and went crazy record shopping? The one time I went in 1996 I think I came back with 18 records. Score! - -Ken ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 12:54:35 -0700 From: "Glen Uber" Subject: V-Day is nigh! Hey, y'all. I'm having my vasectomy tomorrow and I'm beginning to get a little edgy. After all these years, I finally found the balls to do it and, ironically enough, I'm having them snipped. However, I'm a pussy when it comes to pain and I am terrified of needles. I also have an irrational and deeply rooted fear and distrust of doctors and the medical profession. So, needless to say, I'm whimpering like a little girl at the thought of having a doctors hands, an anesthesia needle and a sharp blade coming in contact with my "junk". Can any of you offer encouraging words, humorous anecdotes, or soothing assurances to this wimpy little man you see typing before you? Tell me something good, send a joke, share your V experience, or just razz me for being a girly man. Thanks! - -- Cheers! - -g- "Work is the curse of the drinking class." - --Oscar Wilde ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 13:18:58 -0700 From: "Jason R. Thornton" Subject: Re: 30 At 03:31 PM 8/28/2003 -0400, Ken Weingold wrote: >Okay, how many of us, Americans at least, went to London at one point >or another and went crazy record shopping? The one time I went in >1996 I think I came back with 18 records. Score! I've never been to London, but I did go to Tokyo in 1996, and went a little crazy shopping for CDs over there. They even had a few stores that specialized in bootlegs, and that was the one thing that was moderately priced over there. I can't remember how many I brought back, but I did pick up quite a few. I also bought a ton of blank MiniDiscs, because they were a lot cheaper in Japan than they were over here. - --Jason "Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples." - Sherwood Anderson ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 14:56:21 -0700 From: Tom Clark Subject: Actual Spam (RH Content) Check out the Subject! - -tc - ----------------------------------------------------------- From: Mary Ward To: tomnco@pacbell.net Subject: How do you work this thing? Sent: Sun, 24 Aug 2003 18:58:24 +0000 Introducing VP-RX penis enlargement pills Gain 3+ inches in length Stop premature ejaculation Produce stronger erections 100% Safe to use, no side effects Your partner will be astounded Get VP-RX now! 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SiteBuilder - Free, easy-to-use web site design software http://sitebuilder.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 15:38:06 -0700 From: Tom Clark Subject: Re: V-Day is nigh! on 8/28/03 12:54 PM, Glen Uber at apostrophe@cruxofthebiscuit.com wrote: > Hey, y'all. > > I'm having my vasectomy tomorrow and I'm beginning to get a little edgy. > After all these years, I finally found the balls to do it and, ironically > enough, I'm having them snipped. > > > Can any of you offer encouraging words, humorous anecdotes, or soothing > assurances to this wimpy little man you see typing before you? Tell me > something good, send a joke, share your V experience, or just razz me for > being a girly man. Just don't be surprised if you come home with your ears cleaned out! - -tc ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 18:49:40 -0400 From: Steve Talkowski Subject: Re: V-Day is nigh! On Thursday, August 28, 2003, at 06:38 PM, Tom Clark wrote: > Just don't be surprised if you come home with your ears cleaned out! > > Or your penis totally gone! (the very next link after the above story) http://tinyurl.com/lj4o ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 15:55:47 -0700 From: Eb Subject: Re: V-Day is nigh! > > Can any of you offer encouraging words, humorous anecdotes, or soothing >> assurances to this wimpy little man you see typing before you? Tell me >> something good, send a joke, share your V experience, or just razz me for > > being a girly man. Just be sure to give the surgeon a tinfoil Thoth, afterwards. Eb ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2003 13:50:29 +1200 From: grutness@surf4nix.com (James Dignan) Subject: Re: possum huzzah scarcity >Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 16:26:07 +0100 (BST) >From: Michael R Godwin >Subject: matchless brainbox saturation > >Just received this interesting communication. Someone appears to have been >studying Syd Barrett's songs "Words" and "Rats". It certainly offers >several possibilities for 3-word band names (Boric Polytope Actresses, >Tattered Pluggable Theatricals, Mawkish Metalloid Barbara, etc etc). Has >anyone else had similar messages? yup - got one like that myself recently. It appears to be an attempt to avoid spam filters (note they usually have an URL or similar embedded in the centre). It *might* in some way use words you've written to mailing lists and scramble them (thinking that such words will pass your spamometer. Though I can't remember ever typing the words botfly, mila, blutwurst, or aeneas before, and I spell "plebian" plebeian and "popularized" popularised. Mine couldn't quite be sung to "It's the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)". 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Testate pod cousins? Tambourine territory? Teflon testicle? The positives? James James Dignan, Dunedin, New Zealand -.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.- =-.-=-.-=-.- You talk to me as if from a distance .-=-.-=-.-=-. -=-. And I reply with impressions chosen from another time .-=- .-=-.-=-.-=-.-=- (Brian Eno - "By this River") -.-=-.-=-.-=-.-= ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2003 22:14:23 -0500 From: Jeffrey with 2 Fs Jeffrey Subject: another one of them damned lists to start arguments over I am an indie-rock critic whore: I own 44 of the listed 60 albums (including the one that isn't due in stores for two more weeks), and alternate albums (asterisk) by all but 7 of them (many of whom I do own tracks by - double asterisk). Anyway, this is _Magnet_'s judgment of the "Top 60 Albums, 1993-2003." Longtime readers may be stunned, shocked, amazed, and astonished to discover that one has to go all the way down to the No. 3 slot to find a Guided by Voices album. They *claim* that the list isn't "up for public debate" or "subject to the laws of fairness" (but it does seem subject to the law of one album per artist) - but ha! what do they know? 60. Shins - Oh, Inverted World (bugs me - should be "O" should it not? makes better sense that way anyhow...) 59. Grifters - Crappin' You Negative 58. Shellac - At Action Park 57. New Pornographers - Electric Version 56. Jon Spencer Blues Explosion - Orange* 55. Pernice Brothers - Overcome by Happiness 54. Whiskeytown - Strangers Almanac 53. Wrens - The Meadowlands (Absolutely Kosher sez it's due out 9/9 - advance "special edition" has been out for months though) 52. Helium - The Magic City 51. Pulp - Different Class 50. Girls Against Boys - Venus Luxure No. 1 Baby 49. Jawbox - For Your Own Special Sweetheart 48. Stereolab - Mars Audiac Quintet 47. Urge Overkill - Saturation 46. Idlewild - 100 Broken Windows 45. Afghan Whigs - Gentlemen 44. Air - The Virgin Suicides** 43. PJ Harvey - To Bring You My Love 42. Unwound - Repetition* 41. Bright Eyes - Letting Off the Happiness 40. Dandy Warhols - Thirteen Tales from Urban Bohemia 39. Polvo - Exploded Drawing 38. Godspeed You Black Emperor! - F#A#[infinity]* 37. Sugar - File Under: Easy Listening 36. Beta Band - The Three EPs** 35. Fugazi - In on the Killtaker 34. Interpol - Turn on the Bright Lights 33. Smashing Pumpkins - Siamese Dream 32. Sunny Day Real Estate - Diary 31. Built to Spill - Perfect from Now On* 30. Queens of the Stone Age s/t 29. Spoon - A Series of Sneaks 28. Steve Earle - Transcendental Blues* 27. Beck - Mutations 26. Lucinda Williams - Car Wheels on a Gravel Road 25. DJ Shadow - Endtroducing...** 24. White Stripes - White Blood Cells** 23. Flaming Lips - The Soft Bulletin 22. Magnetic Fields - 69 Love Songs 21. Moby - Play* (and this is the *only* title on the list I have zero interest in owning) 20. R.E.M. - New Adventures in Hi-Fi (Miles sighs contentedly) 19. Strokes - Is This It 18. Dirty Three - Horse Stories** 17. Weezer - Pinkerton 16. Mercury Rev - Deserter's Songs 15. Ween - White Pepper** 14. Grandaddy - The Sophtware Slump 13. Calexico - The Black Light 12. Elliott Smith - XO 11. Wilco - Summerteeth 10. Tortoise - Millions Now Living Will Never Die 9. Pavement - Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain 8. Verve - Urban Hymns* 7. Yo La Tengo - I Can Hear the Heart Beating As One 6. Breeders - Last Splash 5. Belle and Sebastian - If You're Feeling Sinister 4. Radiohead - OK Computer 3. Guided by Voices - Alien Lanes 2. Nirvana - In Utero 1. Neutral Milk Hotel - In the Aeroplane Over the Sea (excited flitting about by our resident gnat...) The rag also has an obscurantists' list: Superconductor - Hit Songs for Girls Cardinal - s/t Chokebore - Anything Near Water (who?) Bevis Frond - Son of Walter* Licorice Roots - Melodeon (who??) Alastair Galbraith - Mirrorwork** My Morning Jacket - Tennessee Fire* Comas - A Def Needle in Tomorrow Bigger Lovers - How I Learned to Stop Worrying** (isn't this a Larry Tucker fave?) Comet Gain - Realistes (do I have a comp track by them? mebbe...) ..Jeff J e f f r e y N o r m a n The Architectural Dance Society www.uwm.edu/~jenor/ADS.html :: "In two thousand years, they'll still be looking for Elvis - :: this is nothing new," said the priest. ------------------------------ End of fegmaniax-digest V12 #321 ********************************