The cup is running over with records the past few days, but this just arrived: Fuzz Club’s pressing of King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard’s 2024 show in Boston, which was an unreal experience.
It was raining that day, and it’s raining today, so I have my plans for the night now.
A wild Saturday night with Andy Wood and the gang. Did you know original copies of this go for $200-300? Crazy. Anyway, this reissue just came out and it’s doing the job.
I talk a big game, like I have any sense of self-restraint, and then I’m walking around a random little store in New Hampshire and find a goddamn promo copy of this out in the wild:
A wild Saturday night with Andy Wood and the gang. Did you know original copies of this go for $200-300? Crazy. Anyway, this reissue just came out and it’s doing the job.
This afternoon, I finally got a change to watch Once Were Brothers: Robbie Robertson and the Band, and that gave me the itch to pull this one off the shelf. Live in 1974, some people love this album, other people … well I don’t agree with those people, I guess.
Here’s a record I’ve been listening to since I was at least five years old. I brought it up to my room as a teenager when I got my first turntable and here it is all these years later, still.
Did I need a 30th anniversary edition of an album I already own in multiple other ways? Probably not. But goddamn if I’m not enjoying myself right now.
Here’s to one of the greatest albums ever made and my favorite guitar album of all time.
Wrapping up Wednesday with the latest from Neil Young’s “here’s another record I could’ve released in the 70s but decided not to” file. And it sounds great. And I’ve heavily slowed down on the vinyl accumulation lately (I mean, there’s too much here as it is), but it’s cool to have it on the shelf. I know I’ll get plenty of mileage out of his stuff.
