Show 68 - Termina Pavimento 11/18/2012

I feel the end of this year drawing in around me. In an odd way I am rushed and really it's only my state of mind. I wait for the first winter storm but the forecast is clear weather. It seems time has come to a lull and I don't know what to do. The other day I got on the bus and took a ride downtown. I went to buy a ticket for a show and to see what was happening along the old highway. The bus was crowded with all sorts of people talking, getting supplies and going to work. It was Carl Sandberg poetry right before my eyes. "How much do the wisest of the world's men know about where the massed human procession is going?" We each know where we are going, but do we know where we all are headed? "Get into the game; your nation takes you" is what Lincoln said and Sandburg wrote, "I am an ancient reluctant conscript." I think winter is a good time to listen to music and read books. Here's some music to go with your book.
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00:00 Intro
01:53 Dead Voices On Air, Allum
04:09 Overview, Forty-Four Stone Tigers
07:13 Cave, Adam Roberts
11:18 Psychic Ills, Electric Life
16:42 The Scarecrow Frequency, Star Trails
19:00 Faunts, Das Malefitz
23:01 The Darkside, Highrise Love
28:15 Psychic Ills, Meta
32:00 Kelley Stoltz, Tubes In The Moonlight
34:57 Indian Jewelry, Dirty Hands
40:40 Psychic Ills, Diamond City
44:37 Salem, Redlights
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48:13 The Softmoon, Bones
51:36 Salem, Baby Ralla
54:58 Late, Bittersweet
60:43 Electric Wizard, Raptus
62:39 Psychic Ills, Fingernail Tea
68:22 Trance Mission, Sunrise
73:40 Heldon, Perspective IV Ter Muco
78:54 Beastie Boys, 14th St Break
82:20 Growing, Pavement Rich In Gold
87:20 Sir Richard Bishop, Dhumavati
90:39 Dead Voices On Air, Sammer
93:24 Earth, The Dry Lake
96:35 Exit Dialogue

Show 67 - Informe Especial 11/4/2012

After a prolonged road-trip Bardos happen to pass through my neck of the woods. I was relaxing in a lawn chair sipping cider and enjoying a mild autumn breeze when he walked up to my porch. His stringy brown hair clinging to his shoulders and carrying a small shoulder bag. We started out with a decent glass of Centenario while we talked. An LSD March archive was streaming off the back room computer to the living room stereo. He told me about his recent travels and I did the same even though mine were of a subdued work-a-day life while his were of roaming adventure. But adventure is adventure. We snacked on pretzels, dates, chocolate and salted almonds while messing with my synthesizers. Then we walked south toward the bowling alley and continued a little further to a caught-in-time lounge to get some pizza and drinks. As we settled down Old Man River texted in a message and I responded with our location. We doubled our pizza order and ten minutes later the OLD Man showed up. Conversation turned toward hardcore music trivia and the thick crusted pies arrived and time went way too fast. We all headed back to my shack and a few quick back slapping goodbyes meant it was all over. Bardos and Old Man River headed off into the nite. I set up a strange low frequency on the synth and had another drink and wondered when I would see those guys again. It will for sure be a while.

Hello Bardos where ever you are.

Third Coast EP 3 [75 minutes, 72 mb, 128 kbps]