Monday, July 14, 2008

Banana Theme Entirely Unintentional

This would have been a number of separate short posts had I been better about getting on this thing. Let's start with the earliest developments, shall we? We'll work our way to the present.

1. A few nights ago I made banana bread. Num num! It's all gone now. I could have left it in the oven a few minutes longer, but good nonetheless!

2. Anyone read the July issue of Mojo? Sylvie Simmons wrote like every other page of it! Which is great, because she's my favorite writer on there, probably my favorite music journalist, period. The issue is the one with the Pistols in the cover.

3. This was in the mail today:

Remember the story a year or so back about some Canadian (I think) dude rummaging around some New York basement and finding the mother of all acetates, the Velvets' demo of the banana album? Well, I always figured that whoever bought it on ebay ($100k + I believe), it was his responsibility to get this out on cd for everyone to hear. I always thought it was too important a historical document to leave unreleased. Well, now my wish has come true and it's out! It's been released as 'Unripened' and it's a shitty pun but I'll take it anyway. On first glance it seems like a legit release but upon closer inspection one wonders whether Lou and them are getting any royalties when one sees funny typos about 'vocal infections'. No peelable sticker, and instead of 'peel slowly and see' the little leader at the top of the banana says 'unripened listen slowly and hear' which is really, really stupid but again I'll take it. Haven't listened to it fully yet. So far, not too different from the proper album that followed, and a bit disappointing to be perfectly honest. But so many of these things are. Peace!

Monday, July 07, 2008

Strange Changes are Happening to My Body

I plucked out a white nose hair tonight. I noticed it last week while giving the old snoot a hearty pick, and today after another satisfying pick I decided it had to go. It was quite long (1+ cm), and translucent like a piece of fiberglass from my nose. Age is taking over me. What once was is now no more. So long, old friends...