the drought's end. (maybe)

hello lovers,

i won't waste time apologizing, i only hope the distance..... has done that things it's said to do sometimes. i will tell you, that i have probably listened to 40 mediocre records in the last month, and i am madder than a wet hen about it! but alas, this week finds me with a feverish infatuation with a couple of records. two old, that i had for a while, just had not given enough (or maybe any?) ear. and a new one.

Harry Nilsson - Son of Schmilsson 1972

i must admit, i dabbled with nilsson before, after hearing many recommendations/ravings, and was not really into him. but clearly i never listened to this album. because this was love at first listen. son of schmilsson is supposed to be his most eccentric album, and his eighth. both of these facts directly correlate with my "misses" on him before. one, i am inexplicably neurotic, and two when first sampling an artist i tend to grab the earlier stuff first.
i really have trouble describing it though, its weird pop i guess. really theatrical at times. strange perspective, great lyrics. cool voice, really cool production. you may pick up a little bowie, but can't you in just about everything pop from that era? anyhow, i am sorry i don't have the right things to say to make this record sound exciting but it is. just go to youtube, and listen to a track or two, you will understand. it's a great listen all the way through. and though not so much capable of doing this right now, i would be remiss if i did not share this, just as you will be if you do not partake in this.
sorry i suck at words today. just download it.

the other two will come soon, when i can gather a few words.

sincerly,

shitbag.