Sunday, November 18, 2012

Reason to Love the MT: #43

There aren't many places when one quickly has to consider the question:

 hunter or biathlete?

Last winter I had the pleasure of xc skiing in West Yellowstone and stumbled across a beginner biathlon class. As a longtime biathlon admirer I was thrilled when they asked me to join. I got to shoot the rifle, ski a lap, and shoot again. Each round I hit 4 out of 5 targets. Good times.

Yesterday I was xc skiing up Brackett Creek and into Bohart Ranch when a gentleman with a rifle slung over his shoulder, not unlike a biathlete, was walking down the groomed xc ski trail. He was wearing a blaze orange vest, showshoes, and an eye patch, so my keen mind was able to deduce that he was not a biathlete, but a hunter.

Friday, November 16, 2012

This Morning's Playlist

It's not even 10am and this morning I've already listened to these complete albums...

  • Nebraska by Springsteen
  • Dressed Up Like Nebraska by Josh Rouse
  • For Emma, Forever Ago by Bon Iver
  • Bee Thousand by Guided by Voices
First of all, I struggled with how to write the introductory sentence above in order to make sure that the reader understands that I still listen to albums in their entirety. I've ranted about this before, but to me the album is a piece of art and deserves to be heard in order and all the way through.

Got on a Springsteen kick recently because everyone is raving about his current tour, the first without legendary saxman Clarence Clemons who died last year. I understand how some people don't appreciate Springsteen because he does tend to write the same song over and over. But I'll tell you what: if you look back at his catalog and ignore the low points, he's got as impressive a resume as anyone in rock. All artists have low points and not enough have a point of view. Nebraska has always been a favorite of mine and takes me back to senior year in college when it was one of our go-to albums when winding down after a long day.

After I searched on iTunes for "Nebraska", it was only natural that Josh Rouse's album showed up in the search results. It builds on a similar mood/tone, but has a little more pep to it so I kept listening. I think I got this album for free somewhere in '98 or '99 and what a pleasant surprise it was. Not sure what he's doing today, but check out tracks "Dressed Up Like Nebraska" and "Late Night Conversation" for some twangy pop goodness.

Continuing the mood, I had to go on a search next to figure out what was appropriate. Alphabetically, Bon Iver was the first to emerge and so I ran with it. I still like this one more than his second album, especially the way the title track beautifully emerges near the end of the record. Ahhh....

Then I hit the shower and came out to a voicemail from my 1:00 appointment asking to reschedule. I'd just put on a respectable, tuck-in-able, button down white shirt so I did what any sane man would do and took it off, replacing it with a much less respectable, but much more comfortable plaid. 

I've started reading some of the 33 1/3 book series, each written about one iconic rock album. Page 24 of the Bee Thousand edition was sitting on the table next to me, so I picked it up. What a great read for a GBV fan. There's a huge chunk penned by charismatic frontman Bob Pollard and it's like candy. So of course I wanted to listen to the album as I was reading about it.

And then I wrote this.
And so here we are.

How's it goin'?

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Origin of Grunge

Ahh... Sweet, sweet, original vinyl pressing of Mudhoney's "Superfuzz Bigmuff", the album that begot grunge.

Now, you are mine.