But I must confess that I have been spending a great deal of commuting time falling in love with Sigur Ros. I guess I was never in the right frame of mind when I heard their music before, as I dismissed it as durge-like. And perhaps some of it is, not that there is anything wrong with a good durge every now and then. But their brand new album, Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust, is exquisitely beautiful, a delicate balance of poppy melodies and sweeping ethereal pieces.
Jonsi Birgisson has an achingly lovely voice, for which I have completely fallen. I would like to see Jonsi, Stuart Murdoch, and Thom Yorke go head to head to head in a sing-off battle, to see who can be the first to make the angels weep. I'll bet it wouldn't take very long.
Speaking of Radiohead, the boys are now back home till the end of July, having finished their European tour in Berlin on Wednesday night, in fine Radiohead style - in the pouring rain. August 1, they will once again be on the same continent as one increasingly excited little Zombie, when they start off the second leg of the North American tour with Lollapalooza in Chicago. Of course they are probably way more excited about the Seattle show on August 20.
I am completely prepared for the trip to worship at the altar of the most important band in the world, having just booked the hotel and car last night. I now have an appreciation for the work that a travel agent does. Being an anal-retentive Libra, I spent more time and sweat than I care to admit, pouring over websites, reading hotel reviews, investigating neighbourhoods of Seattle, comparing prices among travel sites. Many props to you sweet souls who gave me valuable input on Seattle hotels. You are all mensches. I am pretty comfortable that the place I chose strikes a good balance between amenities/location and price.
You may recall that on the final day of the Sled Island Festival, the Dodos were just starting their set when we had to leave. I dragged my heels in order to hear them a little longer, as they were playing some pretty infectious music. A few days ago, I was sent a link to some concerts they put on at Amoeba Records in Hollywood, along with an interview they did there. Check it out if you are curious about the Dodos. I know I will be looking for some of their music.
I picked up my volunteer shirt for the Calgary Folk Festival the other evening. The neon buttercup yellowness of this year's edition should make it next to impossible for anybody to have any difficulties identifying a volunteer this year. Unless they mistake us all for Hare Krishnas or Buddhist monks or something, which is a distinct possibility. I'll let you know if I manage to recruit anybody.