like two little drunken noodles

so it's something like you're real drunk at a party, you get pulled into a closet, and that changes everything. it's kinda like that? err, some things. it doesn't change the fact that i'm moving away soon. BUT but i can attest to the couch whining to me today because it hasn't been slept on at all this week. aww. the tv's whimpering too. ate at the brilliant thai café last night, thank you for smoking [pretty good!] at the main art, club bart [oohhh mmm, heavenly homemade veggie sausage] this morning, first time at comerica park today for the tiger game, enjoyed the impeccable weather [ALMOST got a tan], got a fantastic easter basket [thanks mom! xo], a honeybaked HAM [i love...]. i'm eating a godiva truffle easter egg right now, it doesn't get much better than that. oh, the weather's KILLER too. yes, it gets even better.

i must admit that i've been confused for some time as to what really constitutes "springtime"-appropriate music. summer [ex: ted leo, any booty/rap/r&b jams], fall [ex: elliott smith, nick drake, b&s, emo stuff] and winter [ex: iron and wine, emo stuff] all have their decently-definable, decently-delineable bands, albums, songs but spring, spring...it always seems to blur the lines with summer.


BUT but! songs of green pheasant...i think it totally fits. for a second i could mistake it for being winter music, but really, though it may be mellow, it's totally hopeful and decidedly NOT bleak. duncan sumpner is some crazy teacher guy from england [actually, i don't think he's that crazy at all] who recorded this album in his kitchen or something on a 4-track. it sounds like the extremely lo-fi musicchild of slowdive, simon & garfunkel and nick drake lullabye-ing as you fade in and out of a sunday afternoon naptime sleep/wake stupor. there's something about this record that feels like a fairy tale or a secret. it's like the mind-soundtrack of a perfect drug experience. really, i can't put it even 15% as good as fatcat records did ---> "trapped in amber".

songs of green pheasant
nightfall
songs of green pheasant
fatcat records © 2005

it's 11:30pm and 65° in detroit, michigan. and the bar awaits.