Me: a sucker for acoustic guitar, a sucker for good rhythm.
Them: Awesome. They were a freebie download on the iTunes Store a few weeks ago, and I finally listened to them, accidentally. By now I bet last.fm thinks I’m insane, looping them for hours.
Here’s them on Letterman:
Their web site is www.rodgab.com. I’m hoping they tour to the Midwest sometime.
My brain is fried from all the flying I’ve done in the last 24 hours, so I will stall by sharing with you this old SNL clip a friend sent me. I hadn’t seen it before.
The Tool concert scheduled for tonight at the Kohl Center has been canceled due to an illness in the band. There will be no make-up date scheduled for this show. Fans who purchased tickets through the University of Wisconsin Athletic Ticket Office will receive a full refund for the concert. Fans who purchased tickets through uwbadgers.com or over the phone through the Athletic Ticket Office will receive refunds directly on their credit cards within the next ten business days.
Crap! I was looking forward to this concert. I saw them out at Coachella in April and they were great.
I’ve been trying to find some new music lately. I’ve managed to find a few things, and I’ve also been exploring the use of last.fm to discover new music. For some reason it insists that I like the Backstreet Boys. No, really, I don’t.
Some of the song names I ran into are awesome:
“I’ve Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth” by Fall Out Boy. It’s off their “From Under the Cork Tree” album, and upon investigation they apparently like “Shawshank Redemption,” too.
What is it when you listen to Jimmy Eat World’s “Kill” on repeat for two hours?
Well, you’re just across the street.
Looks a mile to my feet.
I want to go to you.
Funny how I’m nervous still
I’ve always been the easy kill.
I guess I always will.
Could it be that everything goes round by chance?
Or only one way that it was always meant to be?
You kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say.
I know what I should do, but I just can’t walk away.
I can picture your face well
from the bar in my hotel.
I wish I’d go to you.
I pick up put down the phone.
Like your favorite Heatmeiser song goes
It’s just like being alone.
Oh God, please don’t tell me this has been in vain.
I need answers for what all the waiting I’ve done means.
You kill me, you’ve got some nerve, but can’t face your mistakes.
I know what I should do, but I just can’t turn away.
So go on love,
leave while there’s still hope for escape.
Got to take what you can these days,
there’s so much ahead, so much regret.
I know what you want to say.
I know it but can’t help feeling differently.
I loved you, and I should have said it
But tell me just what has it ever meant?
I can’t help it baby, this is who I am.
Sorry, but I can’t just go turn off how I feel.
You kill me, you build me up, but just to watch me break.
I know what I should do, but I just can’t walk away.
I guess I just hope that, whatever it is, goes away soon.