Saturday, September 29, 2007

Don't Stop Now #10

The last show ever:

A Salty Salute - Guided By Voices
Dreams Burn Down - Ride
Fog - Radiohead
A Passing Feeling - Elliott Smith
Indian Was an Angel - Guided By Voices
Superconnected - Broken Social Scene
Nobody's Fault But My Own - Beck
I'm Always In Love - Wilco
Straw Dogs - Guided By Voices
Sometimes - My Bloody Valentine
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate - The Flaming Lips
E.M.P.T.Y. - The Clientele
Death of a Party - Blur
Cato as a Pun - Of Montreal
Drinker's Peace - Guided By Voices
Some of Them Were Superstitious - Midlake
Wraith Pinned to the Mist & Other Games - Of Montreal
The King of Carrot Flowers Pt. One - Neutral Milk Hotel
The Great Escape - Patrick Watson
Lucky Ones - Broken Social Scene Presents Kevin Drew
A Good Flying Bird - Guided By Voices
Blindfold Waltz - Sparrow House
Ágætis Byrjun - Sigur Rós
Pure Unevil - Liars
Truly Great Thing - Sebadoh
Wondering Boy Poet - Guided By Voices
Cold Days From the Birdhouse - The Twilight Sad
Saturday - The Clientele
How Loft I Am? - Guided By Voices

The show is named after one of Guided By Voices' more famous songs, "Don't Stop Now," so I felt the need to devote at least one show to them. I gave them 6 songs in the playlist - mostly those of the shorter-than-two-minutes variety - to either act as bumpers between some of the more dramatic songs or as an unexpected trip in a lo-fi time machine. How well did it go? You tell me. My show started late and ran long, so if you want to hear the whole thing, listen to the previous link, and then play the beginning of the next show.

Oh, how I miss Mandarin Restaurant and their low price General Tso's chicken. My number one goal upon arriving in Boston was to find a partner for a delivery order. The Tech office is usually a good place to find the type of person who would go for that sort of thing on a Friday night, and just my luck, Jillian was puttering about the office. But what was she doing with all these balloons? Apparently the Tech office was hosting her 21st birthday party. What, no invite? Oh well, I was well fed, and I had a great time socializing (huh?) with some old friends and new ones. Marie popped in for a little while, and I always love seeing her (please get me a journalism job?). Cokie was there too, and we're surprisingly very compatible conversationally. Just keep those cat questions coming, and we're golden, Cokie. Jillian's friend Caroline is the sports editor of the Tech, so I finally had someone with whom to discuss the Belicheck scandal and Boston sports in general. She's also a big fan of the Hills, and while Jillian tipped back a couple pints at the Muddy Charles, we held an impromptu Hills viewing party. On that poofy couch, with that big screen, I almost felt like cancelling my radio show just to stay there all night going through the entire set of season 1 dvds. It couldn't have happened anyways, because a dizzy Jillian burst in with a hankering for "Space Jam". Great movie, but just short of worthiness to cancel my show for. Happy 21, Jillian.

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