Cool boards from the attic, where D. Roosevelt found drawrings and notes from the mid 30s. We are trying to save the boards for reuse here or elsewhere.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
R.I.P. Split Lip Rayfield
My brother writes about the tragic and untimely demise of Split Lip Rayfield frontman Kirk Rundstrom:
Hey, thanks to DKP for alerting me to the sad news out of Kansas this week. A newspaper report is below.
Maybe you fielded a note from me the first time I saw Kirk Rundstrom and Split Lip Rayfield. Holy roly poly moly! (What was that--10 years ago?)
In popular music, it seems, there's rote and mainstream and alternative and mixes too. Then there's invention beyond the categories. Maybe SLR falls/fell there; I'll leave that judgment to fine tuners among us.
For this moment of grief, I'm playing my SLR CDs loud in our Saturday-emptied house. A Kansas-like wind pours through the front door, as if to the beat of a gas-tank bass or a relentless banjo or the zum-zum mandolin or hey-hey-hey four-guys-wailing to harmony best they can--such rich energy, such dark vision, and hope and despair and knee-poppin' twang.
Yeah, zest...
g.
Hey, thanks to DKP for alerting me to the sad news out of Kansas this week. A newspaper report is below.
Maybe you fielded a note from me the first time I saw Kirk Rundstrom and Split Lip Rayfield. Holy roly poly moly! (What was that--10 years ago?)
In popular music, it seems, there's rote and mainstream and alternative and mixes too. Then there's invention beyond the categories. Maybe SLR falls/fell there; I'll leave that judgment to fine tuners among us.
For this moment of grief, I'm playing my SLR CDs loud in our Saturday-emptied house. A Kansas-like wind pours through the front door, as if to the beat of a gas-tank bass or a relentless banjo or the zum-zum mandolin or hey-hey-hey four-guys-wailing to harmony best they can--such rich energy, such dark vision, and hope and despair and knee-poppin' twang.
Yeah, zest...
g.
Friday, February 23, 2007
On Lucinda
Started my day with the new Lucinda Williams record, West.
The album starts quietly, with Lucinda taking her time stepping in. Once she does, though, it is unmistakably Lucinda. Hearing her voice is like coming home. It is warmth and memories and a sense of place.
Lucinda binds together many parts of my life. Her 1988 release (Lucinda Williams) may have been the first record that my bother, sister, and I all liked. “I Just Wanted To See You So Bad,” was my anthem as I lived in a closet-sized room (the “Cave”) in Chicago, dreaming of warmer climates, and then of my future wife.
The wife and I would later re-write many of the songs on Sweet Old World to be about our two dogs. Lucinda was the highlight of countless SxSW festivals. She made the cover of THLS 2005 (photo credit: J. Roosevelt), and has graced many many THLS compilations. And she adorned the mantle of the Roosevelt Street house before it was torn asunder.
The new record has met with mixed critical reviews. I thought 2005’s Live @ the Fillmore was a terrible disappointment (2 discs’ worth!). But even if West ends up disappearing into the depths of the ipod, there is no forgetting the first warbles and moans and all that those sounds have meant over the years.
The album starts quietly, with Lucinda taking her time stepping in. Once she does, though, it is unmistakably Lucinda. Hearing her voice is like coming home. It is warmth and memories and a sense of place.
Lucinda binds together many parts of my life. Her 1988 release (Lucinda Williams) may have been the first record that my bother, sister, and I all liked. “I Just Wanted To See You So Bad,” was my anthem as I lived in a closet-sized room (the “Cave”) in Chicago, dreaming of warmer climates, and then of my future wife.
The wife and I would later re-write many of the songs on Sweet Old World to be about our two dogs. Lucinda was the highlight of countless SxSW festivals. She made the cover of THLS 2005 (photo credit: J. Roosevelt), and has graced many many THLS compilations. And she adorned the mantle of the Roosevelt Street house before it was torn asunder.
The new record has met with mixed critical reviews. I thought 2005’s Live @ the Fillmore was a terrible disappointment (2 discs’ worth!). But even if West ends up disappearing into the depths of the ipod, there is no forgetting the first warbles and moans and all that those sounds have meant over the years.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Movie Time
You really should go see Bridge to Terabithia. Then go home and listen to the Steve Songs song based on the book. Really.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Addition photo 1
Here's the view from our old bedroom (before they added the second floor of the addition). Be careful walking out that door!
Welcome to Roosevelt Street in Exile
Howdy all. In keeping with the trends, here is our blog. We hope to keep you posted on all developments from our temporary digs in exile.
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