Category Archives: Music Reviews

Playlist 5 – Acid Surf, Peyote Western

Oh, my estranged music mashers from lands east and west. How are you? You wouldn’t believe how electrifying it is to blast you with ironic conversational tone once again. Is this blog back from the grave? I doubt it. Pat’s blowing up your newsfeed with pictures of national landmarks and I’m only about halfway through watching every WWE royal rumble. But as i was daydreaming and weaving through sluggish and dazed Montana traffic today, i thought of this ghost of projects past. There’s so much to update you on, there’s been monumental musical mood swings. I’ve discovered and smashed headfirst into jazz. I’ve sworn off and begged back dream pop, wicker park indie, and burger core. I sold out and bought into the spotify generation, mainly so i could make scatter plot playlists with bizarro titles like “Chicken feed for the children” and so on and so forth. Time goes on. But above all this I’ve been listening. I mean really listening. What else is there? A short summary: Continue reading Playlist 5 – Acid Surf, Peyote Western

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The story of the Stage Manager

This year, I volunteered at Columbia’s True False Film Festival as a Stage Manager at the Odd Fellows Lodge.

All within three days, I had the chance to watch six full-length films and 14 shorts. I heard the insights of directors who spent years with their film’s subjects, discussing what it means to offer a narrative that while subjective aims to inform to uninformed, to bring light to the hidden shadows that haunt different facets of our society.

I had the chance to literally discuss each director’s him with the actual director, which was less of a “star struck” moment as it was just something enlightening. How often does someone actually get the chance to meet someone so passionate about their artwork?

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Fox’s Fourth

Wowie guys, its been a steamy minute since i’ve done one of these little playlists.

I’ve been keeping busy… discovering the natural wonders of the world through part time factory jobs and old time literature courses. The music hasn’t stopped though. Here’s a short showcase of the music munchies i’ve been macking on lately: Continue reading Fox’s Fourth

Singing about love without bullshit: The Father John Misty Story

The Hound gives this album 5 out of 5 stars

Father John Misty has presented 45 minutes of music that takes an outlook on love so original listeners will be weeping tears of bliss, heartbreak, sadness and laughter all throughout each second.

After reigning as drummer/godlike harmonizer in indie-folk group Fleet Foxes and releasing multiple solo albums under his real name Josh Tillman, the moniker of Father John Misty was created. The character evolved into the Jim Morrison-meets-modern day cynic/lady swooner that released the critically acclaimed psychedelic-folk Fear Fun (2012) and amazed audiences with his semi-deranged onstage banter and the mind-blowing delight his voice can bring.

With his most recent output I Love You, Honeybear, Tillman takes storytelling alongside a delicate acoustic guitar and a beautiful, Laurel Canyon-esque production to a place of raw honesty and truer-than-true romantic confession. Labeled by Tillman as a concept album “about Josh Tillman,” nearly every song’s lyrical content has a strong influence of the artist’s recent marriage to photographer Emma Elizabeth Tillman.

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Fox Jackson Marcodocious and His Third Playlist

Hey everybody, Jacky boy here. Guess what? I’ve gone and found a few more sound smoothies for all the village to sip on. I’ve got a diverse menu today. You’ll find some old favorites, some hot
new players…maybe even a deep cut or two! Not as poetic this week, i mostly used complete sentences.
I’m training myself to be the next hot writer for rolling stone. Continue reading Fox Jackson Marcodocious and His Third Playlist

Falling in love with songs of the season

I am someone who believes an environment can mesh well with the music in between my ears. With summer days spent aimlessly long boarding empty streets flushed with sunshine, I would direct someone to the indie-rock, surf sounds of Real Estate or California lovin’ Crosby, Stills and Nash. In the midst of a hailstorm on the highway, a more chaotic and lively Animal Collective cut would do.

But for the days of cardigans, the evenings of brutal breeze and hoping for another second of Missouri warmth, and the mornings of those darling leaves changing, I never know where to turn musically. The hybrid of summer heat and winter frigidness leads me to a hybrid of hearty rock, mellowed out guitar strumming and sweet,melodic voices pouring out their souls into their songs.

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Fox’s poetic playlist 2

Let me take this opportunity to welcome all of you to the second installment of my already famed
column, Pathetic playlist poetry. Here, you will find everything you need musically, sonically, sexually, and aestetically. The game goes like this. I stumble upon songs i like, (or recall old ones in a pinch)
scribe sonnets and shit trinkets about them, and then you listen to them. I am not legally responsible for any time
wasted or any offense you may take to my language. I didn’t make most of these words up, i just write them.
With that in mind, enjoy the sequel to last week’s smash hit. “Fox’s Poetic Playlist Part 2” Continue reading Fox’s poetic playlist 2