My ears are still ringing. Dinosaur Jr played at the Black Cat last night, and (foolishly) I made my way down to show with Tony K. J, Lou, and Murph played all of the old favorites and a fair sprinkling of new stuff. Overall, a pretty good show, though nothing spectacular.

I hate to say I am getting to old for this stuff, but I fear it may be true. I didn’t take into account the fact that it was a Tuesday night, and that this morning I would need to be at work. So, here I am at the Threespot world headquarters into my first and only cup of coffee.

I actually regret going to the show. I would have rather stayed home last night and watched House. That sucks.

100 Ways to Say I Love You

Linzie Hunter’s illustrations of spam email subject lines. via Kottke.

Jeff Magnum of NMH doing the original version of Holland 1945.

Atlanta’s Manchester Orchestra and Brand New cover Neutral Milk Hotel’s Holland, 1945. This is the shit.

Once again, Doonesbury gets it right.

NPR and twelve public radio partners have launched NPR Music, a free, multi-genre Web site showcasing the best of public radio music.

I have agree with Barbot that the “cantina dance” is simply inexcusable.

I know it was 1978, but this girl has no friends. Otherwise, one of them would pulled her aside beforehand and said, “Baby, I love you, but you’re bringing me down.”

Give it up for Feathers, Cadillac, and Tom Cruise!