Still Looking For That Sound: Toad The Wet Sprocket, Glen Phillips, Black Keys, Portishead
Nothing has clicked for me today. I’ve enjoyed everything I’ve listened to today, but none of it has really registered with my mood or state of mind. I hadn’t listened to Toad The Wet Sprocket’s Fear from beginning to end in far too long. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed revisiting Glen Phillips’ Winter Pays for Summer. These are two very good records. They pleased me. Neither was exactly what I was looking for.
I segued from Glen/Toad to the new Black Keys’ record Attack & Release. I listened to it a lot last month when it was released but hadn’t listened to it much since I finished my review of it. I’m enjoying it, especially Song Of The Year contender “So He Won’t Break.” I love the song and the record. This doesn’t have that “X” ingredient either.
11 has made recent references to Garbage and Portishead. Feel free to mock the only straight man in America who goes into a 50,000 seat basketball arena and chants for more synth. The mind boggles- or does it? Boggle strikes me as a terrible verb. See? This is why I can’t find music that clicks with me right now. I’m arguing with myself over verbs. Despite wanting to cut 11 a dirty look, I have to admit I want to listen to the new Portishead record again, so let’s see where that takes us…
Filed under: Tags: Glen Phillips, Music of the Moment, Toad the Wet Sprocket
