the rusky dusky neon dust

so, out of nyc that it seems i didn't know people actually really like reading arthur, which always seemed a little out of touch and self-serving (not unlike the philly independent) but i guess when you get devendra behind it, you get nothing but gold. his 'curated'1000 only freakfolk comp feels like some kinda washed out, up close spirit of the moment thing, a document that actually stands with a multitude of great tracks (i even like the joanna newsom) in the tiny-speaker music movement. you're either on the bus, or you're off the bus.

listened ot the stiff box set today - i can't get my brain around 'pub rock' as a genre, it's somehow so depressing in its spilt pints on the floor mate sort of feeling, aren't we daft? well, let me sing you a pop ditty to take the edge off. i think i might have to listen to more madness though, as they seem like a force unmatched in contemporary music. who is the modern madness?