John Roderick's festively wintry avatar.A couple weeks ago, Wayward writer Greg Franklin wrote about attending a writing workshop in Seattle with Long Winters man John Roderick. In it, Greg praised Roderick's Twitter, and, now that I've finally looked at it, I gotta agree. It is pretty good.
1:06 a.m. yesterday: "Before interviewing the Master Musicians of Joujouka I went to the Russian baths and had a schvitz. Then we ate lamb. Take that, Paul Simon."
Recently, Pitchfork did a roundup of oth
I'm posting this rather late today because, well, that's what going out all three nights of the weekend does to a body. And because I saw so much music this weekend, I'm not even gonna try to make this a shapely piece of writing. Here's what I saw, y'all.
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Son Venezuela at Power & Light: The district was by no means packed. It was a cold, sorta wet night, and Son Venezuela ain't exactly Blues Traveler or the Bravery. We perched on one of the staircases and watched as the area's hardest-gi
