saw richard thompson last night at the cactus cafe. two main verdicts: richard thompson is awesome live, and the cactus is always a great venue even when it's sold out.
r.t. was incredibly endearing - just a little clever and gently snarky, a tiny bit shy, and generally warm and adorable. of course there were maybe seven other people about my age there and nobody much younger; everybody else was of that particular austiny generation that eats this stuff up (though with good reason, so i'm hardly complaining). there were only a couple of instances of my pet peeve, which is the clapping at the beginning of the song as if to say, "i know this one! i know it! yay me!" and those were fairly low-key. please also note that it's nice to go to a show full of superfans where people aren't constantly trying to take pictures.
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i am still on a big reading jag. i just finished you will know our velocity, an impulsive half-price purchase which i kept accidentally thinking of as "and you will know us by our trail of velocity." i'm neither anti- nor pro-dave eggers, or to be more precise i'm kind of ambivalent. i worry that he may be too pretentious, yet his style of writing works for me and i'm a pretty straightforward, pragmatic reader most of the time.
just started on the unconsoled and it's already really interesting, though i may have to set it aside once it's time to read the next book club book.
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oh,
the quietus loves the new trail of dead album by the way, in a review that has a pretty entertaining cut on kings of leon: "confusingly it was kings of leon who fought their way out of this clusterfuck scrum - perhaps because only by the night was a major departure for them, in that it contained more than two and a half listenable songs and didn’t sound like it was recorded in a barn with a family of pigs giving birth to another family of pigs next door."