Jenny Lewis and Twins

Jenny Lewis played a great show at Stubbs on Monday night. Lewis, the Watson Twins, and her band played a set that brought a fullness to Rabbit Fur Coat, both in sound and stage presence. They also unveiled some new music, my favorite of which is a song called Acid Tongue [savefile]:

"I went to a cobbler
to fix a hole in my shoe
He took one look at my face
and said, 'I can fix that hole in you.'

I beg your pardon,
I'm not lookin' for a cure,
seen enough of my friends
in the depths of the godsick blues

You know I am a liar
You know I am a liar
Nobody helps a liar

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Cause I've been down to Dixie
and dropped acid on my tongue
tripped upon the land
until enough was enough

I was a little bit lighter
and adventure on my sleeve
I was a little drunk
and lookin' for company

So I found myself a sweetheart
with the softest of hands
We were unlucky in love
but I'd do it all again

We build ourselves a fire
We build ourselves a fire
But you know I am a liar
You know I am a liar

And you don't know what I've done

By the rolling river is
exactly where I was
There was no simple cure
for unlucky in love

To be lonely is a habit
like smoking or taking drugs
and I've quit them both
but man, was it rough

Now I am tired
It just made me tired
Let's build ourselves a fire
Let's build ourselves a fire"

The recording of Acid Tongue is from the NPR Live Concert Series. You can listen to the whole of her set here.

Aces of Diamond

They did the improbable.

The St. Louis Cardinals beat the Tigers of Detroit 4-2 tonight to win the World Series 3 games to 1. It's been 24 long years (the span of my life to this point) since our last championship. Needless to say, I'm fairly excited.


The Pumkin to Prove it.

Lost As Sin

I decided tonight that Lost is a lot like sin. It's interesting and exciting on the front end, but never fails to leave you feeling empty and confused by the end.

I watched the latest installment tonight, along with 10.6 million other poor, strung-along souls. I go back and forth on the artistic merits of Lost. At first I found myself amazed by the labyrinth of a plot the creators of the show have designed; there's nothing quite like this show for stirring up conversation and keeping people up at night reading plot theories on obscure websites.

Of late, though, I've started to wonder if the show really has an intricate plot, or if it's just being mysterious for mystery's sake, throwing around black smoke and polar bears, trying to convince us that there's a logical explanation to everything, and that maybe if we just thought about it a little harder... when in reality a bunch of writers are sitting around a table trying to figure out some semi-plausible way to connect the dots, inevitably deciding it would be easier for now to add a few more instead of drawing any lines.