Moby Grape

Hi San Francisco friends . . . this is for you. I know you miss home because we have the best home so of course you miss it. I miss it. Moby Grape is lovely, and this song is lovely. I think it sounds (weirdly) like love, and it’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to hearing a “San Francisco sound.” Moby Grape did have deep SF roots with members of Jefferson Airplane and the Frantics in their ranks. They’re one of the greatest tragedies of the 60s, who knows what they could have become if they’d held out 10 years longer.

But anyways, listen. It’s a lovely fall day where I am in Washington, Connecticut. Orange leaves and apple farms aren’t very West Coast or SF-esque, but somehow this song is still the perfect soundtrack.

To love you would be so good
To keep you would be so wonderful
Here is my heart that I give
It’s all that I have

Please change your mind
Before my sunshine is gone
Do you think you can try?
Do you think you can try?
Do you think you can try?

Concert Review: The Growlers

I saw the Growlers at Webster Hall two Fridays ago. It was a great show. So surfy so groovy. They played essentially everything I wanted to hear except for Love Test, but that’s okay. You can’t have it all. The show was a real party, dancing, smoking, drinking etc. Different vibe and crowd than I’m used to at my weird punk rock emo shows.

Webster Hall is really just okay–too big but not bad at all.

It was also their album release show so they played some new stuff which was super cool.

^Can you really consider this a review? Probably not but listen to some Growlers!

After Hours

My lovely, old car only takes CDs. No aux cable, no tape deck that could become an aux cable, no fancy satellite radio. I drive quite a lot, and so I know the CDs that are in my car extremely well. I have Neutral Milk, Wilco, Joni Mitchell, LOTS of Dylan, some Clash, and, of course, the Velvet Underground’s self titled album. This song never fails to surprise me at the end of the album even though I, of course, know it’s coming. In fact I wait for it with excited anticipation. Enjoy it before bed. It always makes me smile, and I hope it does the same for you.

I’m Looking Through You

Conceivably my all time favorite song. Seriously. I only wish it was like 3 minutes longer.

I got Don McCullin’s A Day in the Life of the Beatles photo book today for an excellent price at Green Apple (the best bookstore in San Francisco). So I thought I ought to post some Beatles.

This song rang so true to me when I had to break up with my exboyfriend, and I listened to it nonstop. It’s so nice when you’re dealing with weird, complicated, difficult feelings to know Sir Paul gets it.

You’re thinking of me, the same old way
You were above me, but not today
The only difference is you’re down there
I’m looking through you, and you’re nowhere

Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight

I’m looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You don’t look different, but you have changed
I’m looking through you, you’re not the same

Yeah
Oh baby I’m changed
Ah I’m looking through you
Yeah I’m looking through you

Morning Track

I love Wilco so dearly, and this song makes me happy.

I left you behind I know its been along time, but I’m not over you
Don’t forget the flowers someday, I hope I do
You’re tryin’ my patience, try pink carnations, red roses and yellow
daffodils
Don’t forget the flowers someday
I know I will
Don’t forget the flowers someday, I know I will

Reading the lyrics I realized it’s actually kinda sad.