So one of my favorite bands in the world is The Slackers. They are a spectacular New York City ska band. Their new album, “The Great Rocksteady Swindle” was just released last Tuesday. I recommend everyone bust open their wallets and spend the $10 for this gem. Here is a preview track available from youtube:
One of my favorites from the album is definitely the dub-remix of “Ain’t No Sunshine.” This track alone was almost worth the $10 for the album.
Also, David Byrne and Fatboy Slim put out a new album, “Here Lies Love.” My buddy Matt turned me on to its release a couple weeks ago, and I have to say I’m very impressed. This is good walking around town music.
Finally, I also grabbed Major Lazer, Guns Don’t Kill People … Lazers Do.
In conclusion, if you buy any album this month/year/decade go with the Slackers. If you are feeling adventurous, or have access to a good torrent client , go ahead and grab all three.
Well, I was at the library today and as I stood there near the entrance trying to get my life together I caught a glimpse of something that I almost couldn’t believe. Out of the corner of my eye, there she was. The goat. As she hurriedly entered and the sliding doors automatically closed behind her I was filled with excitement and wanted to scream out “the goat!”, but since we were at the library my brain wouldn’t let the words free. I couldn’t even say them under my breath hoping she would hear me as she breezed past. I mean, what if it wasn’t her? Could you imagine if a woman was walking past someone and they called her “the goat”, and it really wasn’t “the goat”, just some poor lady who would forever wonder what flaw, what imperfection, would prompt such a comment from a total stranger? I wasn’t about to risk damaging someone’s image of themselves just to find out, but I couldn’t let it go. What if it was “the goat”? I would want to say WHUUUDDUUP!!? You know? How often do you come across a fellow Slowtimer author in real life, let alone at the library? I had to find out for real. So, I mustered up the courage to approach her and instead of asking if she was “the goat” I decided I would open with, “Do you write for a blog called Slowtimer?”
Turns out it was “the goat”, and she was there for a similar reason as me. To improve our lives using one of the most amazing things this great nation of ours ever came up with: the public library system. Word up. I am even going to take out a really interesting book I found staring at me from one of the shelves; “This Is Your Country On Drugs: The Secret History Of Getting High In America.” Purely for research purposes, of course.