Apr

24

Why aren’t you listening to

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Laura Stevenson and the Cans!

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and then

check this song out too!

Laura Stevenson is from Brooklyn and is part of Read more

Oct

12

Presenting Sterepathic Sessions Podcast: Episode One

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The first Podcast

So, Larson and I have taken our extensive radio training and decided to do something a little different. Instead of three hours, we’re trying to cram our signature banter and impeccable musical taste into about fifteen minutes. We’ve just made the first in a series of weekly podcasts. You’ll be able to get a hold of these Read more

Sep

21

Thom Yorke: The Hollow Earth

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Contrary to what the YouTube post says, this video is not official, and it’s about thirty-million iterations of the same note, anyway. However, it’s a new Thom Yorke song, very much following the path of The Eraser, a record that got by me for about a year, but which accompanies the long Moscow Fall/Winter cycle pretty comprehensively. This song won’t turn you if you’re not already a believer, but as one of the sheep, I find it pretty satisfying.

(via Pitchfork)

-Josh Stevenson writes for Stereopathic and curates the museum of his time via the internet.

Aug

19

Song in a Jar: Mount Eerie, “Stone’s Ode”

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Do you think this metal is black?

When I heard Phil Elverum would be making a Mount Eerie album influenced by Scandinavian black metal, I worried. Black metal typically manifests as maudlin nihilism, and hasn’t drawn me in. While Wind’s Poem does contain some chaotic, heavy, distorted passages, it also goes subdued with tracks like this one, which closes the album. It also bears mentioning that Elverum has tended to punctuate with noise and distortion throughout his career, last year’s Lost Wisdom being a notable exception.

On “Stone’s Ode” the lyrics work with familiar Elverum themes. The stone is Read more

Aug

14

Song in Plaster: The Zombies, “Hung Up On a Dream”

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A sweet, confusion-filled Matza
“And now I’m hung up on a dream.”
-The Zombies

August 11

I’m mystified. Last night in my dream there was a guy who sort of looked like my boss yelling at me for all the work I hadn’t done, because I’d gotten really into re-editing the Wikipedia page about Internet addiction. I still have no idea what it means. I also had the dream about eating my pillow. When I woke up, the Jet-Puffed Marshmallows I keep by the side of the bed were gone.

August 12

Dreams really are inscrutable. Last night I had this dream where I got Read more

Aug

12

Song in Plaster: Taken by Trees, “Lost and Found”

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“I’m feeling lost and found.”
-Taken by Trees

Several years ago a couple in their seventies used to come to the park near my house with metal detectors. They’d show up about once a week. Around their waists they both wore small aprons with pockets to collect their finds; the kind a waitress might use for tips. I liked the idea that they were working so quickly they needed to stash their winnings on-the-go, heedless of what they’d dug up until later. Since I didn’t usually have much to do in the evenings, I sat and watched them whenever they showed up.

In this way, I became increasingly curious about them. They never found Read more

Aug

10

Song in Plaster: A.C. Newman, “Like a Hitman, Like a Dancer”

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Consider the unicorn.
“Like a hitman/Oh, like a dancer/All muscle.”
-A.C. Newman

Mel and I watched everyone walking past. We guessed about what everyone did. We sat on the bench in front of the playground facing toward the street. It’s about twenty yards to the street from the bench and in the early evening we used to do a lot of people-watching. We both wore jackets; mine olive, Mel’s a surprising shade of red. Mel said the sky looked like the yellow inside of a foam pillow ripped up by dogs and scattered across the sky. I couldn’t agree. I claimed it looked like a patient waking up just after the ether, eyes clear in front of a fogged brain. Mel stuck to his guns.

A man wearing pants with plastic buckles at the ankles. Bald on top, with a bird’s nest of Read more

Aug

7

Song in Plaster: The Magnetic Fields, “I Think I Need A New Heart”

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I think he needs a new heart within his heart.

Two men, Tolly and Stephen, have shut themselves up in a room. They’re adapting Tolly’s off-Broadway play,The Heart Within the Heart, for the screen.

Stephen: So, in the play Robbie and Jeff are gay?

Tolly: No. They’re brothers.

Stephen: So why do they live in the same room?

Tolly: Because they’re brothers and their family’s a little poor, so Read more

Aug

4

Song in Plaster: Department of Eagles, “Phantom Other”

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It's a metaphor, right?

Two former roommates meet at a class reunion. One of them works as a sales rep for Walgreen and the other is a physicist working on the Large Hadron Collider.

Chris: So you’re working on that thing? That’s amazing. Is it going create a black-hole and kill us all? (Laughs)

Lance does not react.

Lance: No, that’s impossible. There’s no way that anything like that could happen. We’re looking for Read more

Jul

31

Song in Plaster: J. Tilman, “First Born”

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Go easy.
You are to have—ease it —an open hand while you pray.
Say, tell it, speak like it’s for a free pass.

A condemned man, you have to kill the rule.
You have to keep down at mind.

If you have to have me,
break the first born friend
till it pass over me, Read more

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