Old Best Friends and Soul Songs

Had a really delightful, silly time last night with some of my favorite people and oldest friends, two of whom indulged me a great deal by letting me play soul songs and dance around the basement for at least an hour. Of course, then I had to help both of them walk the five blocks to my house and nurse them back to health with offers of a warm den, water, and cupcakes, but I don't mind being a caretaker of debauched people, luckily. Anyway, maybe it has something to do with spring being in the air and all that, but I have had soul on the brain and these are a few things I have been really into lately:

SUPER UPDATE

WE'RE FUCKING GOING!

We bought our tickets, now I just have to get through the next eleven days. I grin every time I start thinking about it. My tendency in these kind of situations is to go into hyper-planning-mode, but I think it's for the better that Ezra is pretty much decidedly anti-plan and is keeping my type-A tendencies in check. He pretty much summed up the whole thing last week when we were trying to work out the Columbus trip, and he sent me a text that said, "Do want this pretty bad; the adventure, the camaraderie, being a part of something bigger, the ability to actually feel/see/hear music as the greatest thing there is (as embodied by a phenomenal band). Is that what we've always wanted?!"

Well, yeah. It is.

Plan B

After spending all morning frantically trying to find a way to make our mini-journey to Columbus possible, it turned out that we just couldn't do it this weekend. I spent a few hours during the afternoon cruising the delightfully awful GBV website in a lethargic state of despair, until I discovered something wonderful. We couldn't make it work this weekend, but two weeks from now there's another show in Detroit.

 

Fingers crossed, y'all. I am just a big stupid sucker for a road trip, and I can't think of a band more hyper-American and perfect for the occasion than these dudes.

Like

Tonight I'm really enjoying the spacey, kind of spooky garage-rock-girl-group thing these ladies have going on.



I like finding good bands with women in them, and good bands made up entirely of women is extra points!

Like/Dislike

Coming across a thread full of "Bob Dylan is so stupid his voice sucks!" comments while listening to Bob Dylan. Awkward, kind of funny, so infuriating.



On that note, I hear a little snippet of Bob Dylan's radio show when I was at Treehouse Records last week, and it sounded amazing! His voice now is just so perfect for radio it's almost painful--it sounds like molasses and gravel and butter all stirred together in a big pot of dark, black coffee. So awesome. I'm adding "listening to that" to my list of things to do this summer.

Mmmm

I will never get over this song. It feels like a lot of early summer nights, sitting my my window in my parents house, alone, at that perfect dusky time in June when everything fades out into soft shades of blue and purple and the hot day cools; I listened to this song over and over again on repeat on my shitty stereo and fell in love with it, and that's always where I am when I listen to it.