Taylor Swift- You Belong With Me - Omaha 3/14/13live album can’t come out fast enough, holy shit
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Phish & Jay-Z - 99 Problems/Big Pimpin’
God damn, you guys was hidin’ all this from me huh?
Phish. Jay-Z. Brooklyn. This really happened.
To start, a promise: over the coming days, I will make no effort to persuade you, kind reader of OW//OB, to believe that Phish is anything other than what you think them to be. This isn’t going to be an exercise in evangelism. You will not be asked to play the Scott Aukerman to my Harris Wittels. I will not try to convince you that the lyrics to “You Enjoy Myself” are profound, or that the boredom you experience while listening to a 30-minute version of the same song is a personal failing, the result of simply not listening hard enough—though you’ll have the chance to try this for yourself with one of the best 30-minute versions ever in a post coming later today. I will not, as Matt Hendrickson once did in the hallowed pages of the Rolling Stone, claim that Phish were the most important band of the 90s. I will not try to convince you that they are important at all.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to reblog everything here this week, but I figured I should at least get this one just as a final heads up for anyone who might be interested in way too many of my words on a band you probably hate.
Coming up: Phish
Thank you, Kerry & Lauren! And also thanks to Ed Droste for the kind words and support.
Next week, we’ll take a look at long-running, genre-bending, and “opinion-splitting” jam band Phish.
Guest writer is Phil Coldiron, who is the editor for film & electronic art at Idiom Magazine, and has contributed to a number of film publications, including Cinema Scope, Slant, Moving Image Source, and LA Weekly.
You can also find Phil on Tumblr as well as on Twitter.
Till tomorrow,
— Hendrik
I promise that I’m not going to try to convince anyone to like Phish.
Made this little something as part of my entry on Unstoppable for Mubi’s Tony Scott project, which has already produced a whole bunch of really smart writing and it’s only halfway done.
“A call to the arms of love: on the love of film as a politics of film, on critique-as-love and love-as-revolutionary-force, in memory of Alexis Tioseco, Nika Bohinc and my father; or, another letter I would love to read to you in person.”
So much love for/from every word here.
“I guess in a way I longed to be rad/When I was with her it felt wrong to be sad”
David Berman reading poetry over the Avalanches is a thing that I am on board with.
two coasts/two centuries/to come




