Chuck Palahniuk should make me his Tyler Durden...minus the crazies.
No innocuous bars of soap here. It is what the title says. Think “Book Club,” but instead of romantic novels (porn sans pictures, as I used to refer to them) you use CD’s (remember them?). Tenacious Lee and I are starting our inaugural Music Club 3,000 miles apart, which is a more-than-feasible thing to do. It’s just as easy as any book club: choose an album or an artist, purchase, listen, then wax poetic. When Lee first came to me with this idea, I was excited. Ever since my move out West, I haven’t been motivated or even had the time to think about new music. This changes that and it also gets me back into TECB mode — I’m sure our droves of fans have missed my sarcasm and cynic based comments. I digress. Clearly this isn’t limited to just two people, but that’s the basic premise.
Our first choice is Mayer Hawthorne’s A Strange Arrangement. I’ve never heard of dude, but this is a perfect way to broaden my musical horizon and what better way than to share it with someone else. For the most part we’ll be doing the hippity-hop, but as you can see with Mayer Hawthorne, we won’t be handcuffing ourselves either.
Since Dr. Lee Esq. is in EL, and I, the Verbal Bone Doctor, am in the great 619, we’ll be doing most of our discussions over the phone, via text, via e-mail, and of course the next best thing in social networking, right here on TECB. I recommend this for everyone. And don’t get me wrong, I’m not sharting on book clubs. A lot of TECB contributors were involved in an All Male Book Club this summer. Towards the end it turned more into Dudes Dinner Club, but, regardless, it was an excuse to get together with people you like and you were forced, for lack of better words, to talk about stuff you like (in our case the books we picked were mostly overshadowed by our glutenous ways).
Stay tuned, folks, because you’ll see our status with Music Club right here. We’re nerds when it comes to music and we’re not ashamed of it.
p.s.
Not having a Newbury Comics on the West Coast ranks up there with no Dunkin’ Donuts…
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“A lot of TECB contributors were involved in an All Male Book Club this summer. Towards the end it turned more into Dudes Dinner Club”
things just got a whole lot gayer in this b-i-itch. anyway, i’m going to newby to buy the cd today, along with oasis and saving seamus ryan.
by the way, i totally pulled a jack-move on this idea out of pure jealousy, rejection, and spite. who’s cooler than josh?
WOW.
who came up with this idea???? i’m sure whoever came up with the original idea for a music club between two people is really awesome, pretty (handsome?), has good taste in music and even better taste for not stealing ideas.
have fun.
xoxo
I just checked out the 30 sec. samples on Amazon and I was pleasantly surprised. Most people would humiliate themselves if they tried to sound like Smokey, but this dude actually almost pulls it off.
A — we aren’t setting a limit on who wants to be down with this club, though. i probably got iced from yours because i said animal collective royally sucked.
GFW — you should buy the album too. it’s fresh.
and, in response to my first comment, oasis (oc & ag) was pushed back until late next month. and saving seamus ryan is most likely the best release of ’09.
A. – nice name.
GFW – buy it. we can three-way-long range music club.
Tenacious Stink – animal collective does royally sack. so does kevin devine. oh and blink 182.
winner, winner. chicken dinner.