Hi y’all it has been a while.

I bombed into Vancouver this Tuesday evening for the Fiery Furnaces. This was my third time seeing them (1: early-era at Coachella 05 they played so fast that their set ended 10 minutes early and they played 1917 as an "encore"; 2: Rehearsing My Choir tour in Toronto Eleanor was sick and had lost her voice) and it was undoubtedly the best. Even though brother Matt opted to rock lead guitars throughout the show eschewing organs altogether it was a tight and energetic set. Mind-blowing you guys.

But what I really wanted to mention was that I took a trip to Richards Street’s venerable Scratch Records which has as of yet managed to elude destruction by the ana-condo-saurus that recently claimed another YVR institution . Last time I was in town I was seriously disappointed with the stock at one of my long-time fave record stores but man… they seem to have bounced back in a big way. Here is my haul:

Sports – Drumheller

When I saw a sticker that said "members of Ladyhawk" I knew I would probably end up dropping some coin. When I got home I tried to dig up some information on the band and I found myself at what I suspect is Duffy’s blog (Duffy is the hirsute rocker who heads up Ladyhawk.) Here’s what he had to say:

if you’re clueless and are like "who the fuck is sports?" let me fill you in: SPORTS is ryan and darcy from ladyhawk plus danny from jaws and scoundrels. i think maybe ladyhawk’s life coach steve hubert may be joining them on bass these days. it’s mostly ryan’s songs which are awesome. ryan used to have a band back in high school called alpha bmx that was WAY better than anybody else’s band (definitely better than my old band filler) probably because they had actual songs instead of just jammy inarticulate angst. god i’ve known these dudes for a long time… anyway they are also playing a few shows in ontario (oh and montreal) with quest for fire in the next few weeks. check myspace for details.

So far I think the record is awesome. Definitely in the same vein as Ladyhawk but maybe with a little more rock and a little less swagger. I’m going to hold off on filing a full report because I figure I’ll coerce Peter to run a review some time in the next few weeks. Watch for it!

Sparklehorse + Fennesz – In the Fishtank Vol. 15

This is the only one I haven’t had a chance to listen to yet but I have every expectation that it will be awesome. As anyone who has read my recent "the ones we missed" piece or followed my obsessive unwrapping of my costly copy of Dark Night of the Soul I am a fan of Sparklehorse. I don’t know much about this Fennesz character but it sounds like he played a prominent role in the advent of so-called "intelligent" dance music so I have high expectations for the album on the whole.

Sun Dial – Zen for Sale

I was tipped off to this band by Uncle Sloppy of the Stolen Organ Family Band who thought I would dig them because of my proclivity for drawn out psychedelic stoner metal and reverb-heavy vocals. So far it seems like he was correct. This band kicks ass.

Bill Callahan – Sometimes I Wish We Were an Eagle

I can’t believe how long it took me to pick this up. What a great record. So felty and warm.

Tricky Woo – Self-titled 10"

This band blew my mind at Sled Island but I’ve never really bothered with any of their recorded stuff. Fortunately Scratch had one of their old 10-inches and 10-inches are the BEST. Naturally I picked it up. Not surprisingly it was produced by none other than the great Sir Ian Blurton. Blurtonia!!

Mount Eerie – Black Wooden Ceiling Opening 10" (w/ sleeve)

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This is another 10" and it comes on beautiful white marbled vinyl. In fact I already had a copy but I bought this one too because it came in a hard sleeve as opposed to the flimsy poster-pack that my other copy lives in. Since this release probably represents the high water mark in my overall appreciation of the Microphones/Mt. Eerie catalogue I had no problem with the duplicate entry. Buying this also reminded me that I have to get on it and order a copy of Wind’s Poem ASAP. Hopefully Phil Elvrum hasn’t run out of glow-in-the-dark Mt. Eerie pennants.

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