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I really don't believe I can accurately represent how excited I am about Jonathan Richman returning to town. When I read the announcement, first sniff of which was courtesy of the Onion A/V Club, I didn't even recognize my town's name. 'Springfield, MO,' I thought. 'Hmm, must be at least fairly local. I can drive there. Wait, The Outland? Wait, I live in Springfield.'
In terms of my musical heroes that are still living and don't suck, Jonathan Richman pretty well tops it. I mean, I'd die to see Andrew W.K. and Calvin Johnson, but otherwise I've seen the bigs, or they are broken up (or long dead). Morrissey, Danzig mit Doyle, a Dean Wareham project, and the Fall I've seen. Sure, there are a few people that prolly would be entertaining, but we're talking people that have formed my very ethical sensibility. It's pretty much Morrissey and Jonathan Richman.
I mean, he'll be here on a Tuesday night, and I doubt this town is especially mad for him, so I'll prolly actually talk to him.
I'm excited, in short. I DECLARE THE NEXT MONTH TO BE JONATHAN RICHMAN MONTH!
In terms of my musical heroes that are still living and don't suck, Jonathan Richman pretty well tops it. I mean, I'd die to see Andrew W.K. and Calvin Johnson, but otherwise I've seen the bigs, or they are broken up (or long dead). Morrissey, Danzig mit Doyle, a Dean Wareham project, and the Fall I've seen. Sure, there are a few people that prolly would be entertaining, but we're talking people that have formed my very ethical sensibility. It's pretty much Morrissey and Jonathan Richman.
I mean, he'll be here on a Tuesday night, and I doubt this town is especially mad for him, so I'll prolly actually talk to him.
I'm excited, in short. I DECLARE THE NEXT MONTH TO BE JONATHAN RICHMAN MONTH!