We had a work potluck. My coworker brought more tamarindo than we could consume, so I brought a bunch home and gave it to the boy.
"Is it spicy?" he asked. No, it's not spicy. It's more like Kool-Aid. Blank stare. Uh, kind of like Capri-Sun? He pauses and tries a sip. "Oh! It's like an aguafresca!" Of course I should have led with that.
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All three of U.S. Saucer's albums are great (as is their odds-and-ends collection), but the wintry dark vibes of Tender Places Come from Nothing are where I'm at right now. I listened to it while making soup. Just gorgeous. I've listened to this a million times and, given the right solsticey soup-making environment, it is a beautiful clear pool to fall into.
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Speaking of limpid moments from the past: A bit of a guilty pleasure, but Fleetwood Mac's Future Games. "Woman of a Thousand Years" isn't so dissimilar from the song above, and the title track is pretty awesome even if its lyrics and delivery are a little whoa-man. It sounds good along with the dim light at mid-day.
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Speaking of limpid moments from the past: I was talking to another coworker about my love for the DOD Punkifier effects pedal. One thing led to another and soon I was listening to some old unreleased recordings from Yuma Nora, a band for whom I played guitar and "specialty sounds" back in the mid-aughts. I'll have to escort those recordings into the world at some point, since in many ways they are farther out and better than what was actually released. But for now, here's a track from 2005 that you can listen to.
