Err . . . I went to see Ed on Wednesday, then went to the pub, which was nearly empty because the Goff'n'Rawk-Soc are apparently all away home for Easter. It was OK, though, because we got to recommend Top Secret1 and Dr Strangelove2 to people who haven't seen them.

Thursday was Saunderses as usual, then pub, which was not quiet as the redfolk were in attendance, Friday had Ed dropping by in the afternoon, then an evening finishing a book. Today's been more reading and the news that A Place To Bury Strangers will be touring Britain, including a gig in some tiny pub in Glasgow.

I've always wanted to be deaf.

1: "Listen to me Hillary. I'm not the first guy who fell in love with a woman that he met at a restaurant who turned out to be the daughter of a kidnapped scientist only to lose her to her childhood lover who she last saw on a deserted island who then turned out fifteen years later to be the leader of the French underground."

2: "You can't fight in here! This is the War Room!"
  • Current Location: the boxroom
  • Current Mood: pleased
  • Current Music: The Bulgarian State Radio & Television Female Vocal Choir - Mir Stanke Le
'A Place To Bury Strangers'

I like the sound of them. Loud, are they?
They claim to be the loudest band in New York, and they may well be. The guitarist has a small business building special distort pedals.
Well, I can't hear their US gigs from my living room, so probably not.

It probably depends which era you're talking about. Probably not as loud as Swans were during their loudest period, but then what is?
If they're who I think they are, I caught a few minutes of their set a few years ago in Boston and the results were the loss of an additional 5% of the hearing in my right ear (not that that means anything anymore) and one of my fillings. I've never heard of dentistry failing abruptly without some sort of blunt force trauma before or since, so I assume it was the band's doing.
we got to recommend Top Secret

I've suddenly remembered seeing this when I was a student and very very stoned. Even though being stoned makes me more anxious and paranoid than I am normally (which, as anyone who knows me can tell you, is Not A Good Thing), the bit where the cow tries to break into the compound made me laugh an awful lot. Really, a lot. Still does.
I was just thinking about them today, actually. I have one nice shiny one ('97) but I can try and get more or an '08 one if you like. Your wish is my command . . .