I feel like a bit of an ingrate. I got the latest Eels album and it’s not very good. This itself is unremarkable: I own several albums, and Eels has made bad ones before. The remarkable thing is that the album isn’t even out at the time of this writing. Also, I didn’t steal it from the internet. Their label was kind enough to send me the whole thing –unsolicited I might add — in hopes that I would enjoy it and talk it up a bit. That seems unusually …

Today was a good day.* A meeting I was dreading got canceled, I bought and read Cormac McCarthy’s The Road in basically one sitting, and I bought a new bass guitar so cheaply you’d think it must’ve been stolen. On top of that, at the radio station meeting they had an extra copy of Tom Waits‘ new live album they were giving away. I jumped on that shit like I was saving my baby from a hand grenade. I fuckin’ love Tom Waits. Love him love him love him. I …

There comes a time in everyone’s life when one discards all the clutter they’ve accumulated. This is primarily to free up space to accumulate new clutter. How does this relate to music? I’ve got more music than any sane person should have, yet after months or years of sitting in my library, there’s tons I still haven’t listened to. Sorry haters. It’s time for a cull.