mercury's in retrograde

Takes on two albums I liked a little but haven't heard since I wrote about them: Bloc Party and Annie.

it's friday night

Listening to the excellent new Blitzen Trapper, watched Biden's beautifully, sanely intolerant retort to Palin's McCarthyism. Earlier, a whiskey sour and Knocked Up, a great film whose greatness is too easy to undermine in retrospect. Feeling really good. Next week, I return to the city for CMJ and if I'm lucky I'll squeeze in a few visits to new apartments. Can't wait to see Gisela, Cosmo, George Clinton and some of my fat crew.

Wrote about the new Murs for the Voice and Crooked Fingers for The L, too. Mr. Lif, of Montreal, Menya and Parts & Labor pieces to follow.

what does it mean and what can you do about it

I interviewed Glenn Mercer of the reunited Feelies back when they opened for Sonic Youth in Battery Park and after some media kerfuffles trying to get it printed, it finally ended up at PopMatters. This is probably the smoothest-flowing interview I've ever done, but both Pitchfork and A.V. Club passed on it as too inside-baseball. Either way, I swear I didn't know Mercer and I went to the same college. I presume his tuition was lower.

swagger like us

It's been hectic, in case you were wondering. I don't like to use this blog for personal affairs, but I'll just throw it out here that if any readers have a lead on an NYC job (preferably a stabilized gig) for a guy with one editorial internship and two years of clips under his belt, please forward that to my email. Breaking in has been one big, infuriating catch-22.

But the freelancing's still okay:
Jenny Lewis
Okkervil River
T.I. / Peter Bjorn and John
Conor Oberst