The last seven days have been rather challenging, what with about 90% of a BestFile upload suddenly disappearing, then being diagnosed with pneumonia. When I asked the doc in the box if it was a combination of rockin' pneumonia and the boogy-woogie flu, she grunted and gave me a script for antibiotics. Doctors are no fun.
It's hard to believe this comp, with a cover date of August 2009, is old enough to drive. It reminds me that my wife and I have been around 16 years as well, that there was a time when Father John Misty was just the dude from Fleet Foxes that went solo, and how apeshit the world went over a record named after the outdoor venue that we used to sneak into to watch bigger concerts. "Indie folk" just got bigger around this time; Bill Callahan could tour under his own name, and bands that, a few years before, you used to be able to watch in dingy 60-person barrooms now played the biggest rooms in town. The grandsons of Neil Young were getting their due, and it was a pretty good time in retrospect.
There's a lot here that I'm still messing with, and it kind of surprises me that I didn't get around to ripping this until this past summer, because it's a pretty solid mix, as one should generally expect out of Mojo. It reminds me to go find those Yeasayer records I know are in a box somewhere and give them a spin. If nothing else, this will serve an acceptable substitution.
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