Plied With Plenty
by Dan
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Condo Fucks - "Dog Meat"

Rick leaned hard into the table and said, "This shit is awesome, it tastes like 1991," and then threw up hard across the table. He had on purple shoes with purple leopards, chocolate pants, a sweat shirt, as in "made of", and hair that fell limp like greasy knotted laces. He walked like a sinkhole when he was drunk, and he'd tell off his friends one by one, like he was checking items off his to-do's. Did you. Did you. You're done. Did you. Got what I wanted from you. You don't even like me. You fucker. He was the kind of guy that wore a spiked ring turned in most of the time, until he was dead done drunk, and he'd turn it out in case someone pissed him off. I know because one night I pissed him off. He was ranting on and on about parliament, or maybe it was Parliament, and I turned to him, cut him right off, "Good point." He knew he wasn't making shit sense, so he swung at me and got me right under the eye. I kicked him in the hip and he flew back into the bushes. Smelly bushes, on the garbage side of the park. As I walked away, half running, half looking back, I realized what he meant about 1991. Same on the way down as on the way back up.

Condo Fucks come from that illustrious dreamworld we know as the 90s. Obviously, their cult status needs no introduction from me. A trio of pretend musicians coming together to spurt and chuck out some of the most out-of-print EPs in existence. Now a new practice of theirs recorded and being released by none other than their brother, Matador. [pre-order]

Red Red Meat - "Gauze"

"We," in stunned whisper, hands propped like folding a thought out of the air. "Whee?" fake confused and confident, looking at light, looking suddenly at the same soft light. "We...get...great." A more reasonable piece of nonsense I'd never heard. Slow, those caveman words sunk in and rested embossed and gleaming, like an implant, a living tattoo. Like if you actually had another heart, with an arrow through it, on your shoulder. Or an actual bird down the middle of your back, its feathers and eyes dark and quiet. Sleeping hadn't been that easy before that was out there, said, hung on bending string from the corners of the ceiling. [pre-order]

Posted by Dan at February 23, 2009 2:18 AM

What exactly is the deal with the condo fucks, are they indeed a real band? Sneaky internet.

Posted by Alex at February 23, 2009 5:47 PM

Condo Fucks are Yo La Tengo, without any strain of stress, care, or pretense.

It's so fun to listen to an album free of those things.

Posted by karpe at February 23, 2009 6:44 PM

I can't get behind Condo. The best thing about this song is the writing about this song and Rick and the nineties. Subjectively.

Posted by Orlando at February 23, 2009 11:57 PM

The story about Rick made me laugh out loud, I know a guy exactly like that.

Thanks for making my night, ha!

Posted by La Shawn at February 24, 2009 1:49 AM

Gauze... beautiful!

Posted by Lakota Moira at February 25, 2009 4:38 PM

Gauze is incredible - i haven't stopped listening to it since hearing it

Posted by alex at March 1, 2009 3:44 PM

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