Damn, I Forgot I Actually Have A Blog For This Shit

Yet again, from a post on a message board, and not originally posted here:

Something Old: Failure's Magnified and Fantastic Planet. Most words fail me regarding the production on these two (FP in particular); every instrument, every note is in its place. You can choose to focus on any one element of a song, or let the wall of it collapse all around you.

Something New: Paul Westerberg's new offering 49:00 (available for 49 American pennies, the mechanics of which are discussed elsewhere on Whitechapel). It's not a polished or organized affair by any stretch, but it is entertaining and never dull. I especially love the layering and abrupt cuts. Sounds like your old FM radio antenna's going bad and you're ping-ponging between stations, especially when the Replacements-esque "covers medley" begins. Thanks, Paul.

Something Borrowed: Mark Lanegan's Here Comes That Weird Chill. Probably the best non-rock voice in rock. Saw him with his Gutter Twins side-project the night before Easter this year and he was goddamned riveting. I've seen him live a few times, but this was different. Still as a statue all night, but projected... life, I guess.

Something Blue: Superdrag- Wrong Vs. Right Doesn't Matter. It may not be 12-bar structured verses of American Southern drawl and "hellhounds on my trail" (though they are from Tennessee), but if you're spitting out "you're the bastard embalmed in disaster", I'm not going to dispute your blues.

So that's it, Whitechapel. I'm ready to walk down the aisle.