This is a lovely live Margo Price album to listen to with a coffee on a cold afternoon.
🎵 Josh Ritter performed another Silo Show from his home on Saturday. He likened our quarantines to sitting at so many small, lonely campfires in the dark, and that with these performances we get to, for a while, sit together at one fire. It was a beautiful, moving sentiment.
Also while I’m catching up, this Joan Armatrading album is amazing.
Now playing: Josh Ritter’s The Animal Years. #nowspinning
Might just play records all night, y’all
Decided to listen to some records while at the work-from-home-station today.
Happy Friday. Listen to some fucking Japandroids. https://japandroids.com/
My view of Josh Ritter’s Silo Session tonight: a full performance of So Runs the World Away in its 10th anniversary! ❤️ 🎶
I’ve been making time to listen to music before bed lately. The new album from Waxahatchee is so brilliant. And Frank Turner turned me on to Micah Schnabel a few weeks ago. His writing and singing is urgent, cutting and moving.
I missed the live broadcast last night because of My Work, so watching Josh Ritter’s latest Silo Session with lunch is a real treat. It has been special to “gather” with family dispersed far away and share these performances the past few weeks.
I vividly remember riding in the front passenger seat of a VW Rabbit, on the way up the steep road to Powder Mountain with my dad, listening to a tape of John Prine. I was probably nine. It may be the first memory I have of really paying attention to music. (It was certainly the first time my dad explained marijuana to me, when I asked what Illegal Smile meant! Later I would read the liner notes for his wonderful anthology “Great Days,” where Prine asserts that the song was never about drugs, but it became such a beloved pot smoker anthem that he didn’t have the heart to break it to them.)
There’s so much more to say and remember and listen to. For tonight: His music has been a part of my life for as long as I can recall and I’m sad that he’s gone. Peace.