79: Armed Forces My first Elvis Costelloand the Attractions album, Armed Forces ruled my 16 year-old world, so much so, that I can still sing alongword for word to every songon this album, except for thewords I couldn’t understand, because there were no lyricsin the liner notes, and becausesometimes, Elvis Costello mumbles. I know IContinue reading “#655: C is for Costello, Elvis (79/98/18)”
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#647: C is for Clairo
Sssh. Be quiet. I’m listeningto Clairo. Streamedthe last recordso many times,when this onecame out, Charm,I could notresist. Everythingin my bonestells me I should not like her, but I like hermore than gummyworms, the good kind, more than those dark chocolatepeanut buttercups you getat Trader Joe’s. I mean, she’s like candy, but miraculously, candy that’s goodforContinue reading “#647: C is for Clairo”
#455: Burt Bacharach and Elvis Costello . . .
Day Seventeen of Sonnetpalooza finds me writing a poem about music, a thing I do from time to time, as music, it turns out, is one of the central concerns of my life–listening, making, recording, performing. Hardly a day goes by when I am not doing one of those four things at some point orContinue reading “#455: Burt Bacharach and Elvis Costello . . .”
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