I forgot that Northern Exposure episode with Béla Fleck and the Flecktones on the soundtrack. A nineties quirk summit.

This is on me…my kid was excited about the trailer but I semi-accidentally forgot to remind him it was out…

The Flying Nun website claims that Lou Reed was an early supporter of The Dead C. I don’t doubt them, but I was wondering if anyone had specific examples of this as of course Google is now worthless for such things.

It’s finally happened to me. Watching Jumanji(1995) with the kids, a movie I thought was hack crap at the time, and realizing it’s a fairly compellingly done film.

Is Hulu the only streamer that will claim to have a movie, but when you look it up not only do they not have it but it’s a link to another subscription service not just a rent/buy link?

Seam - Headsparks
If you wanted to perfectly capture all the threads of late eighties and early nineties fuzzy melancholy indie rock in one spot, you’d not be far off with just playing this album.

The Skygreen Leopards - One Thousand Bird Ceremony

Scientists have long posited the existence of a perfectly inessential piece of writing

Now we have more to obsess over, their terrific comp tracks and fascinating live versions collected at last.

Gastr Del Sol - We have Dozens of Titles
I heard them once described as the Magic Band of the nineties, a description both nonsensical and correct. Fascinating constructions filled with wry humor, invention, a singular place, and a sense of wonder.

The Shelley Duvall/Shining discourse is past its safe reheating point.

Sometimes I just don’t understand how The Dead C can play so slow.

I know Young Sheldon doesn’t die at the end of his show, because he’s old Sheldon in that show I accidentally saw once. Y’all can’t fool me.

Everything I’ve eaten in the last 24 hours has been in burrito form. Really reliving my twenties.

I always get amused that Canada has to deal with The Hell’s Angels as a serious crime problem. It’s like having beatniks controlling drug routes.

Saw my first Borowitz Report post in forever the other day. On Threads of course. Psychic damage still heavy as ever.

Lake Superior’s sassy secrets revealed.

We got woken up by the weirdest sound last night, at first we were sure a cat was fighting or being attacked in our yard. But eventually a flashlight beam out the window discovered the source.Two raccoons fucking.