Monitor

Ask anyone who knows me and they can definitely vouch for my shitty luck. Burning 4 computers while writing my dissertation, totalling my car, countless failed relationships, theand about a million other things that only speak to my loser ways. I'd say these things are hilarious except for the fact that they actually happen to me on what seems to be a weekly basis. One of the few moments of good luck I've had in the past decade was pulling this little known gem out of a dollar bin. I liked the cover, had no idea what it was, but seeing the Meat Puppets involvement (really early Puppets at that), I figured a dollar wasn't all that much. Digging deeper, I found a connection to the L.A.F.M.S. and that sorta explains what's here. It's weird like most of the stuff from that bunch, and yet, it is still of a different sort. I guess that doesn't make for much of a discription. Oh well.

Here

Airways-Live at the L.A.C.E.

So there's a bit of confusion on my part here that maybe a few of you can clarify. I know there's a vinyl copy of this and the tracks are longer but the fidelity is shit. So I ripped this out of this impressive box that I picked up for a sou. And there's additional tracks too. So why not crop the tracks, amp up the quality, and give you more variety of what this band is capable of. Apparently there's all this subliminal messaging going on and I can't speak to that (hence it's subliminality) but I can say the urge to milk a goat and eat a card board box has never been felt so strongly. Sure it's noisesome but that's all enfolded into something womb-like and comforting. All the while you realize this is picking your pockets and leaving you destitute. If you want to hear this the way it was meant to be heard finish up that time machine, go to the show, position yourself about a block and a have East-South-East, have your friend give you a charlie horse and you'll be set.

Here (reuped 7/19/12)