my top ten
who fake posted for me? anyhow, here they be. i didn't buy too many albums in the 2000s from the 2000s. maybe two or three? i maybe downloaded a few from friends that i thought were be from the 2000s but were really released in the early nineties.
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1. pet sounds- beach boys. yerp. i had it for a while and didn't like it until it came on one late evening whilst writing atop my bunk bed writer's nest at biola. it sucks me into a place that is sometimes good and sometimes not.
2. (tie) my aim is true- elvis costello; love and theft - bob dylan. my aim is true was first played for me by a friend in santa cruz. we were stopping and staying on the way to bridge school part I. my friend talked of weird movies with humans in seal costumes. we went and saw evil dead II on halloween. and i was introduced to this beautiful homage to teen angst and pop misogyny. i bought love and theft on 9/11. i bought it from walmart. i remember seeing a mexican woman cuddle up against a plastic ronald mcdonald on a bench inside the store. she was watching news footage. it was my favorite mental picture of the decade. later that night we prayed and listened to this cd.
3. yankee hotel foxtrot- wilco. this was cool because we all thought wilco was so cool. we thought they were so original and insane. now i'm like so so whatev's to them, but at the time i listened to this album a lot. i think i got it earlier than their early release because of the kilborn job.
4. unemployment sessions- me. did you know i played clarinet on the last track?
5. pussy cats- harry nilsson. i listened to this over and over on a yellow walkman in the halfway house kitchen. i can picture a flower in a blue empty bottle of clos dubois. tis where i copped the moniker for my alter-ego rick dubois.
6. good old boys- randy newman. a bit later. purely a musical choice. first couple years of marriage. got a wife, got a baby, make my living with my hands... born near a steel mill... drinking whiskey at five o'clock...
7. bix beiderbecke vol. 1. i probably listened to this record more than any other. something clicked with it. i'm not sure what it is/ was. i'm actually listening now as i had to look up the spelling of beiderbecke (ei or ie?). i still am afraid to try and pronounce it around jazz people when i'm in amoeba. same with dubus, andre.
8. everybody digs bill evans - bill evans. brent lewis sat me down in his little servant room and made me listen. i think it was after a long hard day at the hardware store. i may have spent the day playing zelda in the basement. we were both bushed. brent made me listen to peace piece. it massaged my brain.
9. oddessy and oracle - zombies. this reminds me of my wife and of whittier. twas a clear time. i bought this one morning on the way home from mimo's. i forget the name of the store. a skinny guy ran it. he was skinny and mean. i think he had a crush on maust. i think a lot of people who hung around mimo's and that record store did. i wrote to it on many a whittier afternoon whilst sitting in the dirty starbucks next to chester, his children's toys, and his cans of peaches.
10. (tie) return of the grevious angel - gram parsons; the star dust man - hoagy carmichael. i bought grevious angel the same day i bought my aim is true. this reminds me of a trip to joshua tree with darren, billy, and maust. we slept on the desert ground and built a fire. we should have been fined thousands. i burnt some clothes in an attempt to be authentic. darren rode on the roof like teen wolf. it was more than a little insane. the star dust man is the flip. the madness subsides when hoagy croons here we are, out of cigarettes, holding hands and yawning, look how late it gets, two sleep people by dawn's early light and too much in love to say goodnight. and now i'm married and i have a baby. it still sounds like a good idea to jump on the roof of a 1987 izuzu trooper at 70 miles an hour in the middle of the night, but i just don't have the time or the guts.
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i guess that looks about right even though i cheated. the other gloyd must be the other one on facebook that i keep getting mad at.
