Well, we survived the holiday, so let’s rejoice with a little Dukes of Dixieland! … You have to hear it to believe it!
Category Archives: Misc
No Time for Love, Dr. Jones
Too busy studying for high fidelity sound.
Spin it to Win it
Finally getting around to the ever-growing “have yet to listen to” pile. Spun some Dust Brothers, Negative FX, Rocket from the Crypt, The Kinks, Refused, Mike Watt, Misfits and now some Weezer. Stay warm out there, kids.
Week-End in Havana
To be completely honest, this album is the only thing getting me through the remaining days of this laborious work week. It offers a hi-fi glimmer of, what is sure to be, a sun-soaked, Caribbean cocktail, Havana holiday week-end away from the office. Just… two… more… days…
I Can Hear it Now
Every once in a while it’s good to break free from the shackles of prudent grooves and step back into well documented moments of great national history. And who better to lead you by your infant, trembling hand than Columbia Broadcasting System legends, Edward R. Murrow and Fred W. Friendly? Mr. Murrow, with help from producing partner, Fred W. Friendly, cover a shit-ton of ground in the focused years 1933-1945, but let’s face it… there was a lot of shit to cover. An excellent listen, when in the mood. Anyway, not all news is good news, and not all records are spun for their prudent grooves.
Poster Included
To prove to everyone that I’m not a liar (but, mainly just proving to myself), here is the full Best of Dolly Parton album cover w/ “POSTER INCLUDED” hype as mentioned on the 11/11/16 post from the Prudent Groove (enter shameless self-promoting plug here). 80’s love songs may or may not be spilling from our living room Echo at the moment, but our post-dinner spin will include a cut (or two) from Best of… the poster may or may not make an prominent appearance. Have a groovy evening, kids.
America… don’t fuck this up.
Jimi on the Beach
I’m not sure if Jimi ever played Cancún, but if he did, he certainly stayed at Now Sapphire. Swim up pools and exotic cocktails starting at 9am. Bring the kids.
Ladies and Gentlemen…
Steve Miller.
Hanna Can’t Wait
Forgot to post this last night. I’ll screen grab offers from time to time so as not to forget to order an essential record. Case in point, this “official” (non promo) release of the Hanna soundtrack by the Chem Bros. $30+ for a single record release is a bit steep, but when she’s limited to only 1500 copies, the decision is a no-brainer.
Wait… What?!
Taking the day off. You’re welcome.
Her Majesty, the Luau
Fuck it. It’s Friday. After a long week, you know what time it is…
Young Snakes
As far as the youngins are concerned, it’s never too early to unleash the unrelenting wave that is the Hot Snakes. This is me explaining to a one-year-old the importance of their debut album, in my opinion, their best. I’m confident that my ramblings were well received.
ELightO
With great ingenuity comes great responsibility. Thank you, Electric Light Orchestra.
Mr. Country Music
From Mr. Breakfast Sausage to Mr. Country Music, or vice versa. Jimmy Dean is, obviously, a modern day country music staple, and unlike most other modern day country music staples, he has a convenient, and surprisingly hearty breakfast line to go along with his prestigious country ballads. So no matter what time of day your stomach unfolds, grab a platter of ol’ Jimmy Dean.
Wall O’ Records
Have a record wall backdrop, courtesy of the Prudent Groove. This guy was taken earlier today at the local bowling hole. Feel free to us it as you please… I did.
Post #250 Revisited
Yeah… didn’t figure that on this day, three years ago, I’d be picturing my future wedding to encapsulate as much outstanding goodness that it did. No photos to represent any musical endeavour, thus far, but let’s celebrate silence in the best possible way known to man… via means of The Kinks. Strangers on this road we are on… We are not two, we are one. (What it was, at post #250)
FM in Disguise
Our new Bluetooth skin is vintage made modern, thanks to the visiting parents who harbored this hollow receiver for the past three decades. Another thanks to them for offering to upcycle this timeless gem. Spotify never looked so damn good.
Beats on the Beach
Oh, just a portable turntable sitting atop a twelver of Yuengling overlooking the sunset. Nothing to see here.
The King
As far as I’m concerned, there is only one King, and he wasn’t born in Tupelo, Mississippi.
RIP Roger Miller.
The Prudent Groove 