Monday

SOME OF MY FAVORITE THINGS


AWESOME Polaroid/Instax idea!

if only I could afford this chique arrangement of polaroids! (film is about 30 buckaroos a pack these days!)

(source)

COULD I want this dress ANY more?

amazing little apple!

Piano playing feets!
rabbit sugar cubes! (they would go perfectly with my new tea pot ;D)


YAY.


my record player has been hot with:


yes, I found this at a Goodwill in St. Louis for 50 cents!


I love "The Leaves That are Green"



Neil Young- After the Gold Rush


Not as good as his greatest hits record but hey it is pretty swell :D



BANDS THAT KICK FUCKING ASS THIS WEEK:


the magnetic fields.

pepper rabbit.

little river band.

supertramp.


love, polly

Wednesday

Yay, Spencer Krug!




SUNSET RUBDOWN/FROG EYES

Last Monday night's Rubdown was just amazing. So pleasurable, in fact, that plans were cancelled, lives rearranged and admission secured for Wednesday night's repeat. Two nights and four sets of Spencer Krug later, we're left with the unalienable truth that not all songwriters are created equal. Krug's a modern master. If he's in a project, we're all ears.

Night one kicked off with a solo Spencer on "I'll Believe In Anything." The Sunset/Wolf Parade gem had the Mercury kids yelling "Jesus!" mid-verse. Shit was sick. Sunset Rubdown's material is sweeping and challenging, with prog-ish passages and bizarre melodic sense. But Krug delivers this stuff with such unique vocal style and presence that Sunset goes down easy as pop. No one's writing like this.
Both nights had amazing renditions of "Stadiums and Shrines," "I'm Sorry I Sang On Your Hands." and Spencer on accordion for "They Took A Vote And Said No." What both nights didn't have was a tasty Prince cover. That was for night two: when about the time the Purple One was on Fox selling his soul to the Idol faithful, Rubdown was moving through an e-bowed out "Nothing Compares 2 U." Wednesday also had the choice "The Men Are Called Horsemen There," though at seven minutes you could see Spencer's food poisoning catching up to him.
Still, Krug stuck it out for the late set, providing his masterful keys to Carey Mercer and Frog Eyes. We were in the minority when it came to this band. That is, among the handful that actually stayed for the sets, and the fewer still who thought Monday was great. With night two, however, Mercer's mesmerizing vocal freak-outs seemed to be a consensus pick. It's easy to point to the Krug factor, but that's just the start of it. Buoyant bass-drum pulses underscore these twisted romps, and through spittle sprays, stage-staggering and mic assaults, you can't tear away from Carey. The music sure as shit ain't for everyone. But for those it hits, it's a ton of bricks.

It is so nice to hear a review that I agree with. (having seen him live in Wolf Parade AND Sunset Rubdown)

:DDDDD
love, polly

Sunday

YUMMY.

yeah, yeah the words are off but who
can really notice with what else is goin' on?
reminds me a little of the Shout Out Louds? YES?
ULTRA ORANGE AND EMMANUELLE
what a fuckin' voice ;D
love, polly

.. did I mention she's French?
.yow.