Today's Music That Is Kind Of A Cop-Out is by the Brian Jonestown Massacre. It's a greatest-hits compilation, sort of, called Tepid Peppermint Wonderland. I am not quite sure what to say about this music. It sort of sounds like very late 1960's rock, like the Byrds or even the Velvet Underground, if that music was self-aware enough to be smarmy and also not as shy about its drug use. The stuff is pretty interesting, in a dark pre-irony sort of way. Some of the songs are just kind of there, but where the band really manages to create a driving, almost sinister atmosphere, it really works. Man I just don't know if I have the words today for this album, and the fact that it's kind of a greatest hits compilation really takes away from what the individual albums are like. But also, if you've never tried to find BJM stuff on CD, it's difficult, mostly because Anton Newcombe (the band's leader and principal songwriter) basically can't keep his temper under control.
In other news:
The Crane Wife, the album I reviewed on Friday, has really grown on me. It's just amazing, probably the best Decemberists album (which is high praise).
My weekend was messy but fun. Would do it again, A++.
Die winter die.