The Great IQ

Sonic Ephemera, Unheralded Culture, Innovative Figureheads.
Portrait of yours truly painted by Emily Taylor. 2” x 2” canvas. My favorite Boston souvenir.

Portrait of yours truly painted by Emily Taylor. 2” x 2” canvas. My favorite Boston souvenir.

The super in my building is a fucking idiot. #EgregiousMisuseOf911

The super in my building is a fucking idiot. #EgregiousMisuseOf911

I have awesome friends who show up to my workplace with gifts, giving me awesome records by awesome Frenchmen that feature their awesome naked ladyfriends on the cover. So psyched to finally have this album on vinyl. #EverythingIsAwesome

I have awesome friends who show up to my workplace with gifts, giving me awesome records by awesome Frenchmen that feature their awesome naked ladyfriends on the cover. So psyched to finally have this album on vinyl. #EverythingIsAwesome

Kinda freaking out right now. Just scored a near mint copy of one of my holy grail records: the sole LP by Green Line, a jazz quartet featuring bassist Miroslav Vitous, saxman Steve Marcus, drummer Daniel Humair, & guitarist Sonny Sharrock (in what was arguably his finest recorded session). Only ever released in Japan & Denmark in 1970, it features the players all at the height of their game, and dabbles in a bit of everything: swinging funk grooves, splintered avant improv, ambient droning balladry, and some straight-ahead riffing. Happened to have a few LPs in my bag to trade, and one of them was a holy grail LP for the record buyer, so he made it an even swap. Good day.

Kinda freaking out right now. Just scored a near mint copy of one of my holy grail records: the sole LP by Green Line, a jazz quartet featuring bassist Miroslav Vitous, saxman Steve Marcus, drummer Daniel Humair, & guitarist Sonny Sharrock (in what was arguably his finest recorded session). Only ever released in Japan & Denmark in 1970, it features the players all at the height of their game, and dabbles in a bit of everything: swinging funk grooves, splintered avant improv, ambient droning balladry, and some straight-ahead riffing. Happened to have a few LPs in my bag to trade, and one of them was a holy grail LP for the record buyer, so he made it an even swap. Good day.

Happy Birthday, Serge.

Happy Birthday, Serge.

Soup Dumpling Sabbath. #WorkLunch (at Other Music)

Soup Dumpling Sabbath. #WorkLunch (at Other Music)

Pills & Drills & Toothyaches. At least the meds are working.

Pills & Drills & Toothyaches. At least the meds are working.

I’m getting a broken wisdom tooth and a molar extracted in an hour. They’re worried that I may have an infection in my jawbone because of diabetic complications, and I’m admittedly a bit nervous. All the same, I’m glad to be getting this remedied at last.

Nice.

Nice.

It is legitimately fucking insane that Banbarra recorded ONE SONG before getting screwed by a shady manager who set up an album deal, took the money and ran, never to be seen again. These guys never recorded another note. How in the hell is this even possible?!? All the same, they at least left one hell of a killer behind as their legacy. You have friends with benefits? This is your theme song.

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