The Living Rockumentary

Well, then. Congrats, Joe Jackson for doing what no one, except Neil Young, has ever done; i.e. make a fool of me.
I heard a new Joe Jackson song on The River a few days ago, and I convinced myself, though the DJ said it was from a new Joe Jackson album, that either a)he was wrong b) I was hearing things or c) it was from a new compilation but was not a new song. Wow. Amazing. Not since I heard one of the songs from Neil Young's 1994 "Sleeps With Angels" and though it was a "Tonight's the Night" era gem have I time traveled like that. As

I write, I'm listening to a CD of a soundboard recording of the second night of Kayrol Island. The obvious soundboard-ness of it is undenable, but it sounds really good. Everything sounds faster than I remembered (I guess that's nerves)

Observations from my gig-going this weekend:
1) I don't go to see the Lonesome Brothers enough. It's very inspiring.
2) Spanish For Hitchhiking should be attracting hundreds of people at all their gigs.

This weekend, The Fawns are making their dubut album. One more to-be highlights of this, the summer of Noho music.

Peace. It kind of feels partly like the paranoia of early 1960's (sweaty-browed world leaders debating world destruction in front of the world) with the massive unity of the peace movement in the late 60's. Let's go, good guys! Dennis got a bit worked up on stage about it. He meant it.