David Sullivan4 said:A "bless you" doesn't really get me there... though honestly, it might be nice to catch them live again sometime.🙂
Actually, no... 🙂 you can't even put those two in the same category. I just tried Googling to see which forum regulars are actually playing in Gesundheit, but I came up empty. Help me out here. I know they aren't all identical, but isn't this supposed to be more like a little side project for that trumpet player?
Just another little memory from the KSET days: back when Make Say Think used to play there. After one of their shows, I ended up chatting with their guitarist—he looked absolutely wrecked, maybe Justin Small? The guy with the blue hair. I wanted to pick up an album and asked him for a recommendation. He spent about ten minutes just agonizing over it, struggling to light a cigarette while he weighed his options, before finally settling on: "Grab *Goodbye Enemy Airship*... we sound best on that one." I didn't regret it for a second. 😍
It would be great if they visited us again soon... though hopefully not under circumstances like the Gesundheit tour.
Here’s one from my book: back at an Album Leaf show, some guy in the crowd shouted, "No play—no Leaf!" right after the second encore. Just pure chaos. 😁 +On a side note—thanks for giving me third place, Sigov. Coming from you, the self-appointed king of this forum, that actually means something. 😉 👍 Honestly, though, I thought Sig's bit from Deathless was better, specifically when he brought up that weird story about the rabbit and the eggs... or whatever the hell happened there. 🤔
Nicholas Perez33 said:A ranking of the ugliest American accents:
2. The New York accent
👍 Man, if we’re being honest, my number one most hated accent is way up there at the top of the list. I try to fight it off with everything I've got, but sometimes those ridiculous slang terms like "bet," "cap," or whatever other Gen Z nonsense slips out. And don't even get me started on how people overstuff their sentences with "vibing"—unless they actually mean they're hanging out, it’s just grating.
Coming in at number two is that completely fake, abstract dialect you only ever hear in cheap daytime soap operas. Seriously, who actually talks like that in real life? It's pure fiction. 😱
art vandeley said:Here are my top 5 fashion crimes I’d actually pull off if I had the guts:
3. The puffy shirt (that classic Seinfeld episode) 4. Blue rubber deck shoes for the beach)
👍That Seinfeld episode is a masterpiece, and honestly, those shoes are solid. 🙂Personally, I don't have the nerve to rock them, but they look incredibly practical—I've lost count of how many times I've wished I had a pair in my closet.
My top 5 favorite American regional accents: 1. New York accent 2. Southern drawl 3. Boston accent 4. Midwestern twang 5. Texan accent
Sure, that’s the whole theory regarding audio compatibility... 🙂 Personally, it isn't my top priority, but I can't say it's irrelevant. As has already been noted, a specific lifestyle—the concerts you attend, the venues you frequent—combined with the genre of music someone gravitates toward, tends to dictate a certain mindset and set of interests. It’s ideal when tastes overlap enough to provide common ground, while still leaving enough room for us to introduce one another to something entirely new...
9. Juan Molina-Mantra Del Bicho Feo (and I don't even need to mention it's the seventh track on the record...)
I'm a bit late to the party here, but I have to weigh in. For me, this is easily the second best thing on the album—"El Perro" takes the top spot without question. 😍 Honestly, it’s one of the finest pieces of music (and one of the best albums, period) ever recorded. Her website is also great: www.juanamolina.com
+ I spent a long time convinced she might be related to that other Molina guy who was touring through the States, but I couldn't find any actual evidence to back that up...
Daniel Bailey7 said:Man, I definitely find him more attractive than Conor... 😁
But... just a little bit of nonsense regarding conoroljupce 🙄
"you're the older, and the much wiser conor. but you tend to be drunk for every show... you're really just an older version of young depressed pill taking conor. why so sad still?"
Hmm, that's pretty close to the mark... 🙂 though back then, he was at his peak aesthetic. Pure heroin chic. 🙂
Sean Wilson53 said:I just finished reading through this entire thread properly. Honestly, I can’t say I’m surprised by any of this. It feels almost predictable. 😁 Girl power, right?
Tell me about it. We have to stick together to survive out here. Just know that I’ve got your back whenever you decide to step outside your own four walls. 😉
Look what I stumbled upon—"Back when this track dropped in 1966, people were convinced it was all about getting high on banana peels. The urban legend claimed if you scraped the fibers off the peel and simmered them over a low flame, you’d unlock some kind of hallucinogenic trip. Naturally, that was nothing but pure nonsense."
analogpilot382 said:Licking Scotch tape and smoking banana peels...🙂
😁
Hmm, I think I read somewhere that Donovan actually wrote "Mellow Yellow" just to mess with people—to trick them into thinking banana peels had some kind of hallucinogenic kick. 🙂 It was a clever bit of trolling, if that was truly his intention.
David Sullivan4 said:A buddy of mine caught Television performing in London last year and claimed it was easily one of the most underwhelming shows he’s ever sat through. It felt like watching a tribute band to themselves—just going through the motions without actually knowing their own setlist. 🙂
Well, bravo. I was just thinking about Television myself. I've heard the same rumors about them losing their edge lately, though I’d still jump at the chance to see them if they ever toured the States... it's hard to imagine anyone recapturing that raw Marquee Moon energy. Are they even putting out new material, or are they just living off the nostalgia circuit?
Here’s a bit regarding how he passed—it’s honestly pretty senseless, if you ask me, especially for someone with a soul as deep as the ocean:
On the night of Thursday, May 29, Buckley was hanging out with a friend at the San Francisco Waterfront. He and his companion were listening to some music and playing around with a guitar when Buckley decided to wade, still fully dressed, waist-deep into the water. He started singing and leaned back into the water, right as a passing boat sent a surge of waves toward the shore.
His friend on the shore turned away for a moment to pull the stereo out of the path of the incoming waves; when he turned back, Buckley was gone. After ten minutes of frantic searching, the friend called the police. The Memphis police department spent that entire night scouring the water, continuing their efforts—weather permitting—for the next five days. Friends were contacted and People in the area were questioned. They found absolutely nothing. Jeff Buckley just vanished into thin air.
The news finally broke around 7 p.m. on June 4: they had found the body of Jeff Buckley. The body had a pierced navel—just like Jeff's—and was wearing the same clothes he’d been seen in before he disappeared. His friends eventually identified him, and he was taken to the local morgue to await an autopsy. The agonizing wait was finally over, allowing the grief to pour out for a beautiful spirit, lost far too soon.
You scored higher than 35% on deepness You scored higher than 5% on angryness You scored higher than 78% on niceness
Ha, feel free to call me Jeff too... never even heard of him. 🤔 Did he play in a band, or was he strictly a solo act? Honestly, I was kind of hoping to be Jonny Greenwood..
Here’s a quick copy/paste for you:
Much like his father, he treats his acrobatic vocals as if they were a literal instrument. It’s a tough style to categorize—you can pick up traces of indie, folk, and rock—but the final product remains polished and stripped back, which sets him apart from most genre-bending artists.
In the years since Jeff Buckley's passing, his sheer depth and talent have only become more obvious and more deeply respected. If there’s one word you’ll constantly hear when people discuss Jeff Buckley, it’s potential. Pure, unadulterated potential.
Let me just recap things for everyone... It was a decent enough experience, though we were absolutely freezing out there. Living in Omaha, we just aren't used to weather this brutal. 🙂 The Death disco set was actually pretty solid, and seeing the brk in person was exactly what I expected—now they officially earn a spot in my "must-read" list of cultural moments. 😉 Catch you all later at the downtown street festival!
Robin Williams6 said:Well, you nailed it, limun. I'll give you that one. what is - is it that people don't grasp the weight of folk music until they hear a song like "Forever Silent"? It hits you once, and you realize there won't be another chance like it in this life. 😠
Ha, look—the only time I ever actually listened to them was during a gig when they were playing with Tiger's Paint, and they just didn't do it for me. I can't tell if it was the Tigers, the crowd, the atmosphere, or something else entirely... why the immediate hostility? Besides, I've never really been one for that kind of "trash" stuff. (Though I suppose the word "trash" is practically a staple now.) To be clear, by "trash," I don't mean anything technically poorly played.
