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1. Suddenly I'm in love with music again. I made an iPod playlist yesterday which basically consists of my favorite albums of 2004, and, quite honestly, that's a lot of music. My early contenders for Album Of The Year, in no particular order:

Honorable Mention:
  • Morrissey, You Are The Quarry
  • Sufjan Stevens, Greetings From Michigan - Yes, I know this came out last year, but I didn't get it until this year, and I love it.


2. Friday night, Kath and I rented Van Helsing, which turned into our own private MST3K viewing, especially since the guy playing Dracula appeared to be channeling Bono, right down to the faux-drunken stagger. Ominous chimes prompted such quips as "Sorry, it's just the piano tuner," and it quickly went downhill from there.

3. Saturday - Jongre's birthday + Scaryoke. I took pictures, which I haven't uploaded yet. Good times.

4. Sunday - band rehearsal. (!!!) Giants win.

5. Today - day from hell.
Re: holy shit there's a company on my back!
This para from the P-fork review nails it right on the fucking head:

To be sure, there's a major difference between retro and somehow embodying your parents' vintage zeitgeist: It's damn-near impossible to believe that the humming tubes, crackling drums, smoky backdrop, and complexly interwoven melodies on Ta Det Lugnt were birthed in a quick-fix iPod age. But perhaps even more impressive is that, despite the music's headiness and intricacy, its anachronistic results feel unusually effortless, earnest, and unpretentious: Dungen seem driven to this sound not for bloodless cred points, but out of a very sincere devotion to the music from a bygone era.