::pick of the week::
as i seek forth on a quest to have a new album to recommend every week, i realize that i am starting school and tend to keep a very busy schedule. and i haven't done a single load of laundy in, like, two weeks. josh has done two. sweet.
i have respect for those who critique anything, since i've had this album on for about a week, almost non-stop, in an effort to capture its lasting qualities. almost to the point of making me sick. however, i'm still listening, and i'm still riveted. here goes...
sam phillips, a boot and a shoe
a week ago, after a lovely sushi dinner yet again, josh dragged me to his car on a matter of urgency.
"you have to listen to this!" he insisted. "no," he persisted against my protests. "right now. it can't wait until we get home."
what i heard next just pummelled me into the floor. a rollicking walking upright bass dancing with swinging guitar rhythms and dry, booming percussion. enter dark, sultry vocals from ms. phillips and a masterpiece is awoken from the archives of the swing era. i don't think this song could have existed in the 30's. we hadn't mastered the recording quality, the earthy distintiveness that rings through the entire album. although a boot is most definitely a nod to Retro, and so many are trying Retro on for size in the past decades: squirrel nut zippers, cake, & jolie holland for starters, it definitely rings in a cut above the rest. mind you i haven't given ms. phillips a listen since my disappointment with omnipop, but i stand corrected and ready to give a second chance if only to understand where she's coming from. josh is all too ready to give me her history down to her intimate relations with the famed t-bone burnett. i am eager to learn. i think that fan dance, which debuted her current stay with nonesuch records in 2001, will be my next purchase (if josh doesn't have it already!).
in the spirit of the olympics, my vote is a "10"!
i hope to dig deeper in future reviews, but presently real life is requiring my full attention. cheers.
i have respect for those who critique anything, since i've had this album on for about a week, almost non-stop, in an effort to capture its lasting qualities. almost to the point of making me sick. however, i'm still listening, and i'm still riveted. here goes...
sam phillips, a boot and a shoe
a week ago, after a lovely sushi dinner yet again, josh dragged me to his car on a matter of urgency.
"you have to listen to this!" he insisted. "no," he persisted against my protests. "right now. it can't wait until we get home."
what i heard next just pummelled me into the floor. a rollicking walking upright bass dancing with swinging guitar rhythms and dry, booming percussion. enter dark, sultry vocals from ms. phillips and a masterpiece is awoken from the archives of the swing era. i don't think this song could have existed in the 30's. we hadn't mastered the recording quality, the earthy distintiveness that rings through the entire album. although a boot is most definitely a nod to Retro, and so many are trying Retro on for size in the past decades: squirrel nut zippers, cake, & jolie holland for starters, it definitely rings in a cut above the rest. mind you i haven't given ms. phillips a listen since my disappointment with omnipop, but i stand corrected and ready to give a second chance if only to understand where she's coming from. josh is all too ready to give me her history down to her intimate relations with the famed t-bone burnett. i am eager to learn. i think that fan dance, which debuted her current stay with nonesuch records in 2001, will be my next purchase (if josh doesn't have it already!).
in the spirit of the olympics, my vote is a "10"!
i hope to dig deeper in future reviews, but presently real life is requiring my full attention. cheers.
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