While Mrs. YHT was making a delicious Mexican corn chowder thing the other night, a song that was released in 2012 came on our under-cabinet CD player — yes, we still have (and use) an under-cabinet CD player — and a wave of regret began to wash over me. No… that metaphor isn’t strong enough. Hearing this particular song was more like regret giving me a spirited kick to the nuts. (You’ll find out which tune it was in a minute.)
In some ways I’m glad it happened, because there are a few artists and albums I’d take a mulligan to include, either because I screwed up or because of my short-sighted — albeit merciful, for sleep-getting reasons — decision to limit myself to 5 of each superlative category.
If you’ll indulge me, I promise not to ever talk about 2012 again.
OK, I can’t promise that, but indulge me anyways?
Near the end of August of last year, I had the opportunity to interview Christina Gleixner about the home recording project she’d undergone to help pay for the next Low Branches studio release. At the time, not many details on the album were available, other than the fact that they’d done some production work with John Morand at Sound of Music, some themselves, and that the final product was to be titled One Hundred Years Old (or 100 Years Old, as I styled it at the time).
Exactly four months after that interview was published, the album’s title track hit the interweb via Richmond Playlist, and I haven’t been able to get over how much I love it… in large part because I can’t seem to get it out of my head.
Moments, by definition, are fleeting. Like snowflakes in the palm of your hand, or unhealthy breakfast food brought into work on Friday morning.
But moments never really disappear… not when you have documentation. Not when you sit down and write a song about what you’re feeling right then and there. “Age of Gold” is just such a document, both in terms of what it says and how it came into being.
Apparently I wasn’t the only one who thought Gogol Bordello would make for good New Year’s tunes. Unbeknownst to those of us dancing along with Super Taranta! in Richmond, Mr. Bordello was at that very moment helping a rowdy bunch of San Franciscans ring in 2013 at an 8-hour mini festival called Sea of Dreams. How did I find out about this? Well, it has everything to do with a photo taken by Robert DeLong, the LA-based singer/songwriter/producer responsible for the fantastic track at the bottom of this post.
My wife and I had a few folks over on New Year’s Eve, and with just two hours until the party’s official start time, while she was putting the final touches on the spread of snacks she’d prepared in typical superhero fashion, I finally sat down to make a playlist.
I hope everyone had a fun and safe New Year’s Eve, and that being back at work today isn’t the ungodly nightmare it seemed like it would be when it was time to go to bed last night.
We may be done ringing in 2013, but that doesn’t mean we’re done wringing out the best of 2012. Just this morning, the 2012 edition of The Lagomorph went live, and I couldn’t be more excited to have been a part of it. This is the fifth installment of The Lagomorph, which is “a periodic document of musical experiences from the past year” assembled by Matt Klimas of standout Richmond band The Snowy Owls. It features musings, lists and photos from lots of talented folks, and you can check it out by clicking this here link.
Thanks to Matt for including me again and for doing such an awesome job putting it together!