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Full Albums:

  • Big Boi, Vicious Lies and Dangerous Rumors
  • Friendly Fires, Pala
  • Left Lane Cruiser, Junkyard Speed Ball and Bring Yo’ Ass to the Table
  • Miguel, Kaleidoscope Dream
  • The Rolling Stones, Exile on Main St.

Random Excellence:

  • Fitz and the Tantrums, “MoneyGrabber”1
  • Trae the Truth, “I’m On”
  • Led Zeppelin, “Celebration Day”
  • The Hold Steady, “The Swish” and “Stay Positive”
  • Method Man, “Meth Vs. Chef”
  • Meth, Ghost and Rae, “Gunshowers”
  • Fall Out Boy, “Pavlove”
  • Sly & the Family Stone, “Everyday People”
  • Queens of the Stone Age, “Misfit Love”
  • Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, “On and On” and “It’s Like That”
  • Nas, “It Ain’t Hard to Tell”
  • Incubus, “Privilege”
  • Daft Punk, “Derezzed” and “End of Line”
  • The Clash, “Clampdown”
  • Bruce Springsteen, “Murder Incorporated”
  • The Afghan Whigs, “Magazine”

Songs of the Weeks:

  • Mayer Hawthorne, “Can’t Stop (Dam-Funk Remix)”
  • Big K.R.I.T., “Hometown Hero (Remix Feat. Yelawolf)”
  • Terius Nash, “Rolex Music”


1. Two of my girlfriend’s coworkers had a going-away party at a new place in the West Village called Houston Hall. I’d known the place was opening since she and her coworkers tend to frequent a place next door called the Brooklyneer. Never mind my constant confusion with the “Hewston”/”Howston” pronunciation debate, but, as a man from Texas, I sort of expected it to be another small little Manhattan bar and was taken aback when I walked through the second set of doors. Even the Thrillist photos I’d seen the day before didn’t do it justice. The place is huge.

And it was exciting, too. Packed to the gills, waitresses in German wear, custom-brewed German-style beers in large steins, and so on. Everything I’m supposed to love. But the more time I spent there, the more times security teams asked me to move around, the more people bumped into me, the less I could hear my own friends talking over the din, the more I realized I kind of hated the place.

Some of my fellow revelers pointed out the frustrations we were all having with the place might come from the shiny newness of it all, that it might get better with time. Which kind of makes sense, but I don’t really expect it to get any less packed, particularly at night time.

Roughly around the beginning of that conversation, this song came on. It might have been the only thing that helped me release some of my reservations about the place and be willing to take a second look at the place. Because if their taste in music can be this excellent, maybe it’s not their fault. It’s only one song, but maybe they’re on the right track, just temporarily delayed by some of the wrong clientele.


I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think my new policy of exercising without my iPod in my hand seems to have saved its life. It’s already survived longer than all the other ones I’ve had, so maybe I can keep this dream alive. The iPod dream, not the hand dream.

In related news, working solely on this prehistoric laptop can sometimes be a bit of a nightmare. Luckily, a friend donated an old MacBook, which I’ve already installed a new hard drive in. The only challenge left on that front is finding the proper OS X materials since he didn’t have his on hand, but I’m looking forward the newness.


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