<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537</id><updated>2012-01-21T14:31:38.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clear Spot</title><subtitle type='html'>the one place in life that makes sense... sometimes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-6640613923109996403</id><published>2012-01-21T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T14:31:38.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weather radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ee/A-vanessa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/ee/A-vanessa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five summers ago I had a MASSIVE Talking Heads musical emersion. I watched as much performance footage I could get my hands on, read &lt;i&gt;This Must Be the Place: The Adventures of Talking Heads in the Twentieth Century&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and listened to &lt;i&gt;Stop Making Sense&lt;/i&gt; almost everyday (if you haven't seen the film do yourself a favor and do it, NOW). &amp;nbsp;Along with it came healthy servings of XTC and Elvis Costello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have seen a shift in my music listening pie chart towards those musical tendencies of the summer of '06 . While the end of 2010 and most of 2011 saw big chunks dedicated to folk and folk-rock (basically &amp;nbsp;I had a very acoustic guitar-y year) , those are quickly being replaced by sections of punk, post-punk, 80's alternative and soul-tinged garage rock. So it should come as no surprise that my daydream of the moment is to be the bassist for the band Pylon circa 1980.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't listened to Pylon's album Gyrate I suggest you do so (you can stream the whole thing on Spotify)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-6640613923109996403?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6640613923109996403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-summers-ago-i-had-massive-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6640613923109996403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6640613923109996403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2012/01/five-summers-ago-i-had-massive-talking.html' title='weather radio'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4524106531859424536</id><published>2012-01-21T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T13:44:21.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>late to the game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/14/Political_map_of_Canada.png/650px-Political_map_of_Canada.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/1/14/Political_map_of_Canada.png/650px-Political_map_of_Canada.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to Neil Young A LOT lately. I'll admit it, until the past few months or so I had some sort of aversion to the guy. I am more easily sucked in by "pretty, gentle" things while the more "abrasive, raw" sounds usually win out in the end. It's proving to be the same thing with Mr. Young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSN has had a stable spot in my musical rotation for years. N stole my heart right away with his British charm and undying love for Joni while C kept me intrigued by his seemingly misguided sense of survival (S was just good at being present). Y always made me a little uneasy. Maybe subconsciously I knew it wasn't time to dive into Y, that somewhere deep down some part of me felt I wasn't ready to fully appreciate his musical perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I equate it to my Carole King / Joni Mitchell experience. Here you have two very different artists commonly described the same way yet worlds apart both musically and lyrically. While I'll always love King's simple straight forward pop songs, Mitchell offers unusual chord progressions and custom tunings accompanied by words with double meanings and a voice that pierces the heart. When I want to escape and feel light and dreamy I listen to Carole. When I'm mulling over how I feel, I listen to Joni (it would surprise you how many times I have been driving in my car listening to &lt;i&gt;Blue&lt;/i&gt; and tears start streaming down my face... I know, it sounds super dramatic but what can I say, I'm emotional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could make the argument that perhaps Carole's songs are just more uplifting and celebratory of life and that Joni lives in waves of perpetual sadness. But that's not the case at all. In fact, I think of the two Joni is more of a dreamer. She is the one constantly longing to find love and be happy but at the same time she's just not afraid to explore the reasons why it's so hard to do so. And to give her credit, Carole attempts to do the same thing but it's the depth of that exploration that makes the distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want you to take this as a rant on how some music is inherently "better" or more "relevant" that others. That topic is too big and complex for me to even attempt to take on today. It's more of an internal struggle of trying to distinguish what it is about music that I find so powerful and why that is.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Is it more powerful when a song makes you think or are the true signs of intelligent songwriting when your heart digests the song? Or is the true pinnacle of songwriting when you find both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling ya, Canadians know something we don't.&lt;script src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/SugarMountain.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Sugar Mountain - Neil Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4524106531859424536?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4524106531859424536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2012/01/late-to-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4524106531859424536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4524106531859424536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2012/01/late-to-game.html' title='late to the game'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4354440073780001400</id><published>2011-09-05T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:16:38.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's okay to dance... really</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mc_cT4oACwE/TmU0XtrJl_I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bihp51K6bMQ/s1600/pickwick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mc_cT4oACwE/TmU0XtrJl_I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bihp51K6bMQ/s320/pickwick.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that so many people appear to be allergic to dancing at concerts? Even at it's most simple form - swaying back and forth - people keep their distance as if it were the black plague. I'm so happy to report that that wasn't the case last Friday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I journeyed 10 minutes southeast of home to attend KEXP's final installation of their Concerts at the Mural series. It's a wonderful set of free events that the station produces not only showcasing some great national and international artists but also gives a stage to up-and-coming local acts. The four bands that played this past weekend all have roots in the Pacific Northwest - 2 Seattle bands, 1 from Portland and one act out of Nashville originally from Seattle. While the vibe for the entire evening maintained a healthy level of communal enjoyment, the shining moment of the evening was Pickwick's set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pickwick, a relatively new band based in the Emerald City, does not fall in line with the neo-folk/harmony driven/beard growing contingent that is heavily reverberating out of Seattle right now. The band's sonic aesthetic is not as easy to draw out. While the knee-jerk assessment would point to influences of soul and R&amp;amp;B (which are absolutely present), the instrumentation is a little more difficult to categorized. Disston's vocals have shades of Motown and the specific use of keyboard (frequently utlizing organ samples) accentuates their gospel tendencies, but the guitar lines don't always follow those same guidelines and there isn't single horn in their lineup. Regardless, the combination gets Seattle indie rock fans grooving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/TheRound.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;The Round - Pickwick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4354440073780001400?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4354440073780001400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/09/pickwick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4354440073780001400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4354440073780001400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/09/pickwick.html' title='it&apos;s okay to dance... really'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mc_cT4oACwE/TmU0XtrJl_I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bihp51K6bMQ/s72-c/pickwick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5910482898807823427</id><published>2011-06-11T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:05:48.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picnic table and badminton</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago, my roommates and I christened our brand new picnic table by throwing a bbq in our new and improved backyard. In LA I always found myself living in apartments with barely enough room for a small balcony or porch. Here in Seattle, I finally have some room to stretch my feet and me and the gals are taking full advantage of it. About a month ago, as we were stumbling home late one evening we noticed that one of neighbors a couple blocks from our house had put out a free bench swing. We took it apart, and in two pieces, carried it home. After some avid craigslisting, we got our hands on a lovely wood picnic table perfect for sunset dinners and bbq banquets under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying, a few weekends ago we invited some family and friends over to enjoy our new backyard digs. We spend the afternoon and evening playing badminton and sippin' on fresh squeezed lemonaide (yeah, that's right, fresh squeezed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was the soundtrack to these magical festivities, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Liza.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Liza - Kanda Bongo Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5910482898807823427?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5910482898807823427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/06/picnic-table-and-badminton.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5910482898807823427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5910482898807823427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/06/picnic-table-and-badminton.html' title='picnic table and badminton'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7512114240577645868</id><published>2011-04-16T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T19:37:20.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ko-ko</title><content type='html'>It just started sprinkling outside. I'm sitting in a coffee shop and someone has thought it a good idea to keep the door open... my little feet are a bit cold. However there is a healthy stream of people in search of coffee allowing me to take full advantage of my front-door-facing seat and get in some good  people watching time (which would be even better if I hadn't lost my glasses last weekend). But I digress, some Duke Ellington anyone?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/KoKo.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Ko-Ko - Duke Ellington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I listen to this song, it immediately becomes an animated cartoon, much in the same style of those old Disney Silly Symphonies like this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a6-1GZzfAVc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to old school sound design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7512114240577645868?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7512114240577645868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/04/ko-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7512114240577645868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7512114240577645868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/04/ko-ko.html' title='ko-ko'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a6-1GZzfAVc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-6526412435967229595</id><published>2011-04-03T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T11:42:07.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost the love of my life at whole foods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHCvrqayD58/TZi_WOcROLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/8LF4pP975uI/s1600/Dhani-and-George-dhani-harrison-7180569-370-479.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHCvrqayD58/TZi_WOcROLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/8LF4pP975uI/s320/Dhani-and-George-dhani-harrison-7180569-370-479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591429325935163570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/I'dHaveYouAnytime.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I'd Have You Anytime - George Harrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If only my  run in with Dhani had ended very differently.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-6526412435967229595?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6526412435967229595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-lost-love-of-my-life-at-whole-foods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6526412435967229595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6526412435967229595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-lost-love-of-my-life-at-whole-foods.html' title='i lost the love of my life at whole foods'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nHCvrqayD58/TZi_WOcROLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/8LF4pP975uI/s72-c/Dhani-and-George-dhani-harrison-7180569-370-479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5438422226455509239</id><published>2011-01-01T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:32:32.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rev your engines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;a new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TR9_snZbexI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nZX3jhD72cQ/s1600/MAP-webnorthSeaBig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TR9_snZbexI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nZX3jhD72cQ/s400/MAP-webnorthSeaBig.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557300869665094418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new playground.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/TexicoBitches.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Texico Bitches - Broken Social Scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5438422226455509239?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5438422226455509239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/01/rev-your-engines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5438422226455509239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5438422226455509239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2011/01/rev-your-engines.html' title='rev your engines'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TR9_snZbexI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nZX3jhD72cQ/s72-c/MAP-webnorthSeaBig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2583404033243247977</id><published>2010-12-02T01:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T01:34:15.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TPdnqWq_n3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3JDbEnEdZu4/s1600/CabinCollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TPdnqWq_n3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3JDbEnEdZu4/s400/CabinCollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546015443468132210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/GuitarMiniature.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Guitar Miniature - North Sea Radio Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2583404033243247977?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2583404033243247977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-woods.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2583404033243247977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2583404033243247977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-woods.html' title='in the woods'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TPdnqWq_n3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3JDbEnEdZu4/s72-c/CabinCollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3240997260875934243</id><published>2010-11-11T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:55:07.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>september in november</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/55228759@N05/5127566484/" title="_MG_3011 by arianaerwood, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/5127566484_d7cf7789e1.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="_MG_3011" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this photo back in September at the Puyallup Fair. It had been raining all day and then as soon as we parked, it stopped. The afternoon weather ended up being quite lovely.... and the Fisher Scones were scrumptious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/HeWouldHaveLaughed.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;He Would Have Laughed - Deerhunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3240997260875934243?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3240997260875934243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/september-in-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3240997260875934243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3240997260875934243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/september-in-november.html' title='september in november'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/5127566484_d7cf7789e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3549571370994871270</id><published>2010-11-04T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:39:31.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>does this change a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TNMLNp30wsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BDc-NaVCujQ/s1600/186060227_ca91b635d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TNMLNp30wsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BDc-NaVCujQ/s320/186060227_ca91b635d5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535780696174674626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Kisses.mp3"&gt;Kisses - Kisses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3549571370994871270?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3549571370994871270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/does-this-change-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3549571370994871270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3549571370994871270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/does-this-change-thing.html' title='does this change a thing'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TNMLNp30wsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BDc-NaVCujQ/s72-c/186060227_ca91b635d5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7211772004132692914</id><published>2010-10-14T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:59:51.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>potus in a bicycle accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TLouLj94vjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/q8kldvZ99kI/s1600/SamInGlasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TLouLj94vjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/q8kldvZ99kI/s320/SamInGlasses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528782268718956082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Sam Seaborn, a few months ago I had a mini Rob Lowe movie marathon which included the horribly cheesy &lt;i&gt;About Last Night... &lt;/i&gt;(it was on Netflix instant watch, ok?). However, it did introduce me to quite a catchy tune, &lt;i&gt;So Good, So Good&lt;/i&gt; by Jimmy Mundy. The problem is I can't find an mp3 of it anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that's why I was so taken with Chromeo's &lt;i&gt;When The Night Falls&lt;/i&gt;. Okay, yeah, it's not exactly the same. Still both songs are totally "80's" and completely "danceable".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/WhenTheNightFalls.mp3"&gt;When The Night Falls - Chromeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7211772004132692914?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7211772004132692914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/10/potus-in-bicycle-accident.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7211772004132692914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7211772004132692914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/10/potus-in-bicycle-accident.html' title='potus in a bicycle accident'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TLouLj94vjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/q8kldvZ99kI/s72-c/SamInGlasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8942902018400363257</id><published>2010-10-13T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:01:54.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>united states of americana</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to finish a book these days; it's a problem I have noticed since I graduated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In LA I never really set aside enough time to read . My problem with reading is somewhat different now that I find myself back in Seattle. I have done a considerable amount of recreational page turning in the last few months but I have a difficult time sticking with ONE book. Maybe it's because of years neglecting my "fun reading" impulses. I'm trying to make up for lost time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hope is that that is changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TLZ8TDhWFmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ueVOUbkzySo/s1600/united-states-americana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TLZ8TDhWFmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ueVOUbkzySo/s320/united-states-americana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527742259448387170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently attended a book release party for Kurt B. Reighley's (KEXP's DJ El toro) latest &lt;i&gt;United States of Americana&lt;/i&gt;. Reighley examines what he has found to be a movement back towards simpler times, to a lifestyle concerned with the best way to pickle carrots and the proper wool from which to crochet a winter hat. The event was chalkful of pastime entertainment (a bluegrass clogging duo, a burlesgue dancer, and multiple folk/americana musical outfits). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a work of non-fiction (including an entire chapter on music history) I think my goal of getting to the last page is actually quite attainable. In my experience thus far, it's quite an engaging read. Here's hoping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I should mention that I'm also intent on finishing Fitzgerald's &lt;i&gt;This Side of Paradise &lt;/i&gt;sometime soon. Decisions decisions.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Hand-Me-DownTime.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Hand-Me-Down Time - The Avett Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps If you haven't tried an Old-Fashioned cocktail I highly recommend it.... especially if you have a tendency towards whiskey. Word on the street is that Don Draper agrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8942902018400363257?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8942902018400363257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/10/united-states-of-americana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8942902018400363257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8942902018400363257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/10/united-states-of-americana.html' title='united states of americana'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TLZ8TDhWFmI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ueVOUbkzySo/s72-c/united-states-americana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4043387192382800138</id><published>2010-09-29T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:56:34.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately i don't feel much like talking</title><content type='html'>Listening to Richie Havens' album &lt;i&gt;Mixed Bag&lt;/i&gt; I can't believe that he was only 26 when he recorded it. His voice is smooth but rough, polished yet raw. Havens has the undeniable quality of sageness. You can't help but give in and believe every word he sings. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I found a live album comprised of performances from 1970 and 1972 in Washington D.C. and Santa Monica, CA titled &lt;i&gt;Live at The Cellar Door&lt;/i&gt;. The opening track is "I Can't Make It Anymore" - one of my favorite Gordon Lightfoot covers - and boy does he start the set out right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/ICantMakeItAnymore.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I Can't Make It Anymore - Richie Havens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TKPQuG9YVAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XdqL_5ilgPE/s1600/gallery-rock-star-parents-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TKPQuG9YVAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XdqL_5ilgPE/s320/gallery-rock-star-parents-008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522487058646979586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't experienced much of Richie Havens' music I would suggest poking around his discography, especially his early stuff. His unique style of strumming and open tuning was showcased quite nicely when he kicked off Woodstock, providing the accompaniment for the opening scene of the 3-day love and peace fest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4043387192382800138?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4043387192382800138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/lately-i-dont-feel-much-like-talking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4043387192382800138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4043387192382800138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/lately-i-dont-feel-much-like-talking.html' title='lately i don&apos;t feel much like talking'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TKPQuG9YVAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/XdqL_5ilgPE/s72-c/gallery-rock-star-parents-008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7812482626627179306</id><published>2010-09-29T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T03:00:31.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now remember to floss</title><content type='html'>The other day I found out some very exciting news, news that directly connects me to one of Rock's greats.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dentist - the same dentist I have been going to since I was 4 years old -  was Kurt Cobain's dentist during the time he lived in Seattle. How crazy cool is that?! My 6 year old self totally could have been sitting in the chair one over from him during one of his routine teeth cleanings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/DrainYou.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Drain You - Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TKMJodwvFMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/WIKiaH7HY2o/s1600/nirvana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TKMJodwvFMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/WIKiaH7HY2o/s320/nirvana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522268158874817730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels good to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This version of "Drain You" is from the BBC Sessions (1989-1991)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7812482626627179306?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7812482626627179306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-remember-to-floss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7812482626627179306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7812482626627179306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-remember-to-floss.html' title='now remember to floss'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TKMJodwvFMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/WIKiaH7HY2o/s72-c/nirvana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5629747309888581680</id><published>2010-09-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:29:24.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's alright, i'm ok. how are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TI0c9NSL8DI/AAAAAAAAASA/aoOvhMV6v2I/s1600/joni-mitchell--435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TI0c9NSL8DI/AAAAAAAAASA/aoOvhMV6v2I/s320/joni-mitchell--435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516096956462264370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Joni Mitchell &amp;amp; Graham Nash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I can’t help but think of the amazing love story these two had for that short period of time when they were young. I have read a number of articles, watched a few documentaries, and am currently reading a book surrounding this place and time. From what I have gathered, Graham Nash was wholly enamored by Joni. I have read countless interviews with him where he cites his time with Joni as some of the most cherished moments of his life. He revered her as an artist much more talented than himself. When I read about how/why they broke up it just breaks my heart. I’m totally on Team Graham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nash's album &lt;i&gt;Songs for Beginners -&lt;/i&gt; released just one month before Mitchell's &lt;i&gt;Blue -&lt;/i&gt; was very much a mediation on the unraveling of the couple's relationship. With "I Used To Be A King" Nash realizes that his heart has been changed forever. He's moving on but he's become guarded and slightly cynical. Part of his heart as been stolen... and he's not so sure he'll ever get it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Someone is going to take my heart but no one is going to break my heart again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/IUsedToBeAKing.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I Used To Be A King - Graham Nash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;ps Check out Joni's tune "I Had A King". Although she wrote it before meeting Nash it does offer a deeper understanding to what Nash is trying to get at in "I Used To Be A King".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5629747309888581680?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5629747309888581680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-alright-im-ok-how-are-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5629747309888581680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5629747309888581680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-alright-im-ok-how-are-you.html' title='it&apos;s alright, i&apos;m ok. how are you?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TI0c9NSL8DI/AAAAAAAAASA/aoOvhMV6v2I/s72-c/joni-mitchell--435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8986570132781375584</id><published>2010-09-02T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:11:24.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye summer.</title><content type='html'>hello fall.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TIAu2AXBb_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/e-LZv_KTIKM/s1600/Kertesz16a_1447867c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TIAu2AXBb_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/e-LZv_KTIKM/s320/Kertesz16a_1447867c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512457449245863922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/AprilComeSheWill.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;April Come She Will - Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8986570132781375584?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8986570132781375584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/goodbye-summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8986570132781375584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8986570132781375584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/09/goodbye-summer.html' title='goodbye summer.'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TIAu2AXBb_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/e-LZv_KTIKM/s72-c/Kertesz16a_1447867c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8902587434938286108</id><published>2010-08-31T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:08:53.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>foolish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TH1D6oOzVHI/AAAAAAAAARM/R06sCWrC6lI/s1600/Rainy_Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TH1D6oOzVHI/AAAAAAAAARM/R06sCWrC6lI/s320/Rainy_Day.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#351c75;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Foolish.mp3"&gt;Foolish - Ra Ra Riot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8902587434938286108?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8902587434938286108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/08/foolish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8902587434938286108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8902587434938286108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/08/foolish.html' title='foolish'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TH1D6oOzVHI/AAAAAAAAARM/R06sCWrC6lI/s72-c/Rainy_Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2017074213714706647</id><published>2010-08-18T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:07:59.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's mix it up a bit, shall we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TGwhaqsJbeI/AAAAAAAAARE/Bhf0TtuRREo/s1600/mix-tape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TGwhaqsJbeI/AAAAAAAAARE/Bhf0TtuRREo/s320/mix-tape.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So in response to "Musically Parched in the Desert" I have set up my very own account at 8tracks.com and have found it quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://8tracks.com/theclearspot"&gt;The Clear Spot 8 Tracks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fun little site and I encourage you to make some mixes of your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2017074213714706647?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2017074213714706647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-mix-it-up-bit-shall-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2017074213714706647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2017074213714706647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/08/lets-mix-it-up-bit-shall-we.html' title='let&apos;s mix it up a bit, shall we?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TGwhaqsJbeI/AAAAAAAAARE/Bhf0TtuRREo/s72-c/mix-tape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-393529006744274628</id><published>2010-08-04T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T17:17:24.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this one goes out to s. california</title><content type='html'>It's really feeling like summer here in Seattle. The daily temperature is right around 80 degrees and by noon you can count on the sun making it's way through the grey cloudy sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm is just about perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TFoDCXA9aeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3CqARfC7UVM/s1600/RoslynMovieTheater.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TFoDCXA9aeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3CqARfC7UVM/s320/RoslynMovieTheater.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was driving back from Roslyn, WA this past Sunday, Avi Buffalo fit the bill for the drive's soundtrack. Straight-forward and unencumbered, these young'uns from Long Beach have really hit the nail on how to release a summer-ready album. Casual and breezy - with some heart-felt albeit hormone-infused observations about being young - Avi Buffalo takes from their surroundings in the best way possible. When I found out they were from the South Bay it totally didn't surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tunes like "What's In It?" feel like a lazy afternoon, songs such as &amp;nbsp;"Five Little Sluts" is a smooth night out at the local bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their stand-out number is "Remember Last Time". It takes you on a three-part journey, ultimately dropping you off somewhere between new love euphoria and arresting anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you guys I miss and love in LA, here's to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/RememberLastTime.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Remember Last Time - Avi Buffalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-393529006744274628?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/393529006744274628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-one-goes-out-to-s-california.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/393529006744274628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/393529006744274628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-one-goes-out-to-s-california.html' title='this one goes out to s. california'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TFoDCXA9aeI/AAAAAAAAAQE/3CqARfC7UVM/s72-c/RoslynMovieTheater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2412869543294387865</id><published>2010-06-29T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T22:21:36.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>runway houses city clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TEpTVsy7ytI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yWuIwDzSXqE/s1600/tameimpala.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TEpTVsy7ytI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yWuIwDzSXqE/s320/tameimpala.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday I was lucky enough to catch the australian neo-psychedelic outfit Tame Impala at a free show at The Echo. The band initially caught my eye as I was perusing emusic's website and was intrigued to find them the most downloaded band of the week. I did my usual 30-sec music taste test before I eagerly downloaded their debut LP &lt;i&gt;InnerSpeaker. &lt;/i&gt;Right off the bat I was hooked. Lead singer Kevin Parker's vocals sound hauntingly similar to John Lennon's via &lt;i&gt;Rubber Soul&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Revolver &lt;/i&gt;and their swirling melodies harkened back to shades of Jefferson Airplane and Pink Floyd. At the same time I was amazed at how modern and new their sound was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their LP found me at the exact right moment. I checked their myspace and found that they would be traveling through LA in a couple of weeks. Already their initial show had sold out so they added two more sets, one to be free. Yes, free! Just the right price for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my friend Casey trekked across town, enjoyed a little walk through the novelties of Echo Park and found ourselves sipping on beer and whiskey waiting for Tame Impala to take the stage. To my disappointment we had to stand through a mediocre at best band, WEAVE!, whose songs all sounded like poor knock-offs of Talking Heads songs circa &lt;i&gt;Fear of Music&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all was more than rectified once the Aussies took the stage. Their set was short (about 45 minutes) and in that time only managed to play four songs. But that was more than enough to hook me. The highlight of the night was when they closed with "Half Full Glass of Wine" off their 2008 EP. It was a 12-minute jam driven with power chord guitars and trippy space-invading pedals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little taste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12904253&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12904253&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12904253"&gt;tame impala // half full glass of wine jam @ grasslands gallery&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user683250"&gt;Jimmy Morris&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reading up on Tame Impala I came across a playlist series they did for their record label Modular. Turns out their drummer Jay Watson is a huge Yes fan.... his entire playlist consists of Yes songs. Now whenever I'm listening to "Runway Houses City Clouds" I can't help but think of the "Wurm" part of Yes' "Starship Trooper". Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/RunwayHousesCityClouds.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Runway Houses City Clouds - Tame Impala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2412869543294387865?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2412869543294387865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/06/runway-houses-city-clouds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2412869543294387865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2412869543294387865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/06/runway-houses-city-clouds.html' title='runway houses city clouds'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/TEpTVsy7ytI/AAAAAAAAAQA/yWuIwDzSXqE/s72-c/tameimpala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2958428521252402508</id><published>2010-05-19T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T22:34:19.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>klickitat street</title><content type='html'>I was quite excited when I first heard that there was going to be a movie based on the Beverly Clearly "Ramona Quimby" books (I have since seen the trailer and it looks atrocious). As a kid I watched the Canadian-produced TV show "Ramona" (based off said books). I absolutely loved the show and to this day, the theme song still fills my heart with childhood nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFDfl-YVmyA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFDfl-YVmyA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is why I have found myself such a fan of 10,000 Maniacs' "In My Tribe". For whatever reason, it gives me that same feeling. The weird thing is that it transports me back to 1988 but instead of being 3 I'm 26 years old.... living in San Francisco. Strange, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is to my 3 year-old self... keeping it real in late 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/LikeTheWeather.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Like The Weather - 10,000 Maniacs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/HeyJackKerouac.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Hey Jack Kerouac - 10,000 Maniacs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2958428521252402508?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2958428521252402508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/klickitat-street.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2958428521252402508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2958428521252402508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/klickitat-street.html' title='klickitat street'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-1641470916887454397</id><published>2010-05-16T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:44:14.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not like it used to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VShpcqd3zE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VShpcqd3zE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love that chorus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-1641470916887454397?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1641470916887454397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-like-it-used-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1641470916887454397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1641470916887454397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-like-it-used-to-be.html' title='it&apos;s not like it used to be'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8301276467048060496</id><published>2010-05-13T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T14:25:07.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tallboy in a brown bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S-xt0_D1Q6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/oseo-FNdOhg/s1600/300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S-xt0_D1Q6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/oseo-FNdOhg/s200/300x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470868404396442530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I went with my friend Pat to see his friends - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/footfootmusic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#674ea7;"&gt;Foot Foot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - play at the Echo Curio. I had never been there before but I have to say the experience was nice. Nothing crazy, it was actually quite intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bands on the bill was a little two man group called Tarlton. I've been listening to this song like crazy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/TwoNightsOfStorms.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Two Nights of Storms - Tarlton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8301276467048060496?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8301276467048060496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/tallboy-in-brown-bag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8301276467048060496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8301276467048060496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/tallboy-in-brown-bag.html' title='tallboy in a brown bag'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S-xt0_D1Q6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/oseo-FNdOhg/s72-c/300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-6880306388876057921</id><published>2010-04-30T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:21:19.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's the thing that I keep in the back of my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To express how I've been feeling these days, I present to you a few songs that encapsulate my general mood for April 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1901603248"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S9tkz4-HbqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v2UJT9rgECE/s1600/l.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S9tkz4-HbqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v2UJT9rgECE/s320/l.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Los Angeles : Not so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of you know that I have had a long-term battle with the city of Los Angeles. When I first moved down here, I really didn't like it much. I couldn't understand the culture, I missed my beloved evergreens, and wearing sweats everyday was somehow unacceptable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1901603248"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More recently I have had grand dreams of moving to New York, London, even Vancouver. But the tides have seemingly turned yet again. These past few weeks, my love for the City of Angeles has reemerged and I have found myself loving the sunny-but-not-too-hot afternoons. I have been eating fresh produce from the farmer's market and my bike has even seen some new mileage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1901603248"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But maybe the real reason for this new attitude towards my adopted home can be found in the charming ways of Joni Mitchell's "California". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1901603248"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/California.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#674ea7;"&gt;California - Joni Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dare I say I may be garnering some California pride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shhhhh... don't tell anyone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Going with the flow? Who knew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never really been that laid back. I worry about almost everything and always anticipate the worst. But for whatever reason, this month I've witness a slight internal change. Things aren't as big of deal; certain things happening or not happening don't always have some deeper meaning. Life sometimes just grabs you and you have to go with it. It's okay not be in control 100% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/IKnowWhatIKnow.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#674ea7;"&gt;I Know What I Know - Paul Simon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only I could be given a Fulbright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Texas: The New Frontier&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll admit it. I have always had a preconceived notion of the state of Texas... and not the best one at that. But in the past two weeks I have had a change of heart. Now, some of you will scoff and what I'm about to say but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night Light (the tv show) has sparked a new interest and appreciation for the Lone Star State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is a little ridiculous. But even so, it's not any less relevant to my life (whether it is based in reality or not). I find myself day dreaming of a Texan gentleman (who played football in high school - very important) showing up at my door ready to sweep me off my feet. Okay, so yes, it is completely ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did run into a southern gentleman last night but he was from Georgia... it wasn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/LookIntoTheAir.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#674ea7;"&gt;Look Into The Air - Explosions in the Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say, that show has quite a nice soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enjoy this last day of April. Tomorrow brings May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-6880306388876057921?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6880306388876057921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-thing-that-i-keep-in-back-of-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6880306388876057921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6880306388876057921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-thing-that-i-keep-in-back-of-my.html' title='that&apos;s the thing that I keep in the back of my head'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S9tkz4-HbqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/v2UJT9rgECE/s72-c/l.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-9110160571381296082</id><published>2010-04-10T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T13:50:26.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for no real good reason....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="255" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v2141102&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed height="255" width="400" id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v2141102&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-9110160571381296082?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/9110160571381296082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-no-real-good-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/9110160571381296082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/9110160571381296082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-no-real-good-reason.html' title='for no real good reason....'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3699047629477558620</id><published>2010-03-15T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T13:15:18.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>young bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S56U_s4nTlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/2fsc_iQy-CY/s1600-h/mohonk-house-wedding.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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Yes I can!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soft rock as been written off in years past as sad attempts at music making; fluff piece for the slight of heart; songs for middle-aged woman to cry their eyes out to (just take the opening scene from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0D0zfB1l1x0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Bridget Jones' Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or a spot from the first season of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vPYmIzS3DY"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I would beg to differ that while you can't deny the sappy power of a soft rock ballad there is just that, a power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I myself, prefer Chicago's early stuff to the Peter Cetera driven tunes but every time I hear &lt;i&gt;Biggest Part of Me&lt;/i&gt; by Ambrosia I can't help but melt into it's slow groove and over-the-top proclamations of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51irx23x_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q6jIIlr6Pfg/s1600-h/43159192_2de5352f9e_o.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51irx23x_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q6jIIlr6Pfg/s200/43159192_2de5352f9e_o.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448619628445550578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's take a slight diversion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate art snobs. For me it comes down to the question of authenticity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people like to argue that because something doesn't make sense or follow the traditional conventions (aka free jazz, ambient, or even to some extent psychedelic rock), that automatically makes it more interesting and artistically important. I have found that I completely disagree with this mindset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would agree that art forms that aren't so easily understood can hold great value in expressing emotions and ideas in ever changing forms; that in turn may or may not propel a society forward. However, I just happen to think that those other "traditional" art forms are just as important, if not more so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51gSkBG8iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZDhO86VxR68/s1600-h/File:MarvinGayeWhat%27sGoingOnalbumcover.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51gSkBG8iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZDhO86VxR68/s200/File:MarvinGayeWhat%27sGoingOnalbumcover.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448616996210405922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Marvin Gaye's 1971 album &lt;i&gt;What's Going On&lt;/i&gt;. Filled with songs about damaged race relations, senseless war involvement, pollution, poverty, drug abuse, crime - these are not common topics for pop songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was this album listened to by millions and millions since it's release? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it considered a commercial hit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did it have something important to say about hate, love, and peace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my book, this kind of art is 100% significant. So what if &lt;i&gt;Mercy Mercy Me&lt;/i&gt; continues to play on Oldies stations around the world? Does it make Gaye's message any less true or relevant? I don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which gets me back to what I was talking about in the first place. You may have dismissed soft rock in the past but I would ask you to give it another try. These songs speak straight to your heart. Just give in. Stop resisting. Let yourself go. And for pete's sake, don't take yourself so seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51hlcbQ2pI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rEkHaPeAuyA/s1600-h/527372108_93d762bcda.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51hlcbQ2pI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rEkHaPeAuyA/s320/527372108_93d762bcda.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448618420101765778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/BiggestPartOfMe.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Biggest Part of Me - Ambrosia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/OnAndOn.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;On and On - Stephen Bishop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/RealLove.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Real Love - The Doobie Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-6129854505059135646?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6129854505059135646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/03/soft-rock-can-ya-dig-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6129854505059135646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6129854505059135646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/03/soft-rock-can-ya-dig-it.html' title='soft rock.... can ya dig it?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S51irx23x_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q6jIIlr6Pfg/s72-c/43159192_2de5352f9e_o.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7409943550903926856</id><published>2010-03-11T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:32:34.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9387462&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9387462&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9387462"&gt;She &amp;amp; Him - In The Sun&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mergerecords"&gt;Merge Records&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How can you not love her? and he?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7409943550903926856?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7409943550903926856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7409943550903926856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7409943550903926856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-sun.html' title='in the sun'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8782782942065831304</id><published>2010-02-26T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:58:02.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>john roderick and the balancing act</title><content type='html'>So last week as I was looking over the line-up for this year's Sasquatch and I was happy to find that northwest darlings The Long Winters are set to play on Sunday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not having heard from these lovely fellows since their 2006 release &lt;i&gt;Putting the Days to Bed&lt;/i&gt;, I thought I would journey over to www.thelongwinters.com to see what was up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I found this little gem.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4uqXyQVI5o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4uqXyQVI5o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8782782942065831304?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8782782942065831304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/02/john-roderick-and-balancing-act.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8782782942065831304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8782782942065831304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/02/john-roderick-and-balancing-act.html' title='john roderick and the balancing act'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4759209089797300842</id><published>2010-02-02T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:29:15.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S3zPquCm30I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sdlUHwVZgy4/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S3zPquCm30I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sdlUHwVZgy4/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439450782777139010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last month I was lucky enough to get to fly back up to Seattle for a couple of days. Back in May my mom bought us tickets to see Lani Hall and Herb Alpert at Jazz Alley.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now as someone who considers Sergio Mendes and Brazil '66 one of her favorite bands EVER, seeing Lani Hall - who was the lead female vocalist for the group during their hay-day - was a huge deal. In fact, this whole love for Sergio and his gang has been something passed down through three generations in my family. My grandparents listened to them in the 60's, my mom listened to them in the 90's and I have faithfully carried on this grand tradition into 21st century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love for Hall had already set the stage. What I wasn't prepared for was Alpert's unassuming yet powerful presence. He's a self assured 74 year old trumpet player who has been married to Hall since 1974. Watching them onstage you could feel the love and admiration they have for one another as it permeated the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S3zKoIArzDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XQIRM52W2cc/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S3zKoIArzDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XQIRM52W2cc/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439445240650648626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you haven't given either of these two a listen, I present a couple of tunes that, in my opinion, nicely articulate what makes these two a winning pair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/UpaNeguinho.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Upa Neguinho - Sergio Mendes &amp;amp; Brazil '66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/LollipopsandRoses.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Lollipops and Roses - Herb Alpert &amp;amp; the Tijuana Brass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4759209089797300842?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4759209089797300842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4759209089797300842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4759209089797300842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-story.html' title='a love story'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S3zPquCm30I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sdlUHwVZgy4/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5109506404901823775</id><published>2010-01-24T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:00:51.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's your choice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z_kzqW7jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WXimi9ZGtds/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z_kzqW7jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WXimi9ZGtds/s320/IMG_0645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430496258510220850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z_kzqW7jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WXimi9ZGtds/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was location scouting in the Angeles National Forest a week or so ago I came along this sign. In light of the fact that much of the forest there has been torched by fires, it was quite disheartening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's because I've been watching Ken Burns' &lt;i&gt;The National Parks: America's Best Idea&lt;/i&gt; or have surprisingly found myself a big fan of &lt;i&gt;Avatar&lt;/i&gt;, I offer up this little reminder to you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjdVOfnYkyA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjdVOfnYkyA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5109506404901823775?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5109506404901823775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-your-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5109506404901823775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5109506404901823775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-your-choice.html' title='it&apos;s your choice!'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z_kzqW7jI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WXimi9ZGtds/s72-c/IMG_0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3418250450285141803</id><published>2010-01-24T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:49:01.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes you just need a little beauty in your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z18EGaLOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/s_U_nb3btys/s1600-h/monet_nenufares.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z18EGaLOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/s_U_nb3btys/s320/monet_nenufares.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430485662943554786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got no words for this one.... just enjoy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/1inEmajor.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;2 Arabesques: No. 1 in E major - Claude Debussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Bergamasque.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Suite bergamasque: I. Prelude - Claude Debussy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3418250450285141803?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3418250450285141803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-you-just-need-little-beauty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3418250450285141803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3418250450285141803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-you-just-need-little-beauty.html' title='sometimes you just need a little beauty in your life'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/S1z18EGaLOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/s_U_nb3btys/s72-c/monet_nenufares.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-6003483816657851930</id><published>2009-12-30T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:22:31.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the lake in late december</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Szvton8I52I/AAAAAAAAANY/cPz1-kTnuS8/s1600-h/_MG_2066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Szvton8I52I/AAAAAAAAANY/cPz1-kTnuS8/s320/_MG_2066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421187858642298722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the past few days I have been up at Spencer Lake with a great deal of my family relaxing alongside the still ripples of the lake, under the majestic heights of the the towering Olympic mountains to the west.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between laughing fits over Apples to Apples and my slow but sure chipping away at &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt; I have found myself immersed in the Kings of Convenience's latest endeavor -  &lt;i&gt;Declaration of Dependence&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SzvuAVSnnjI/AAAAAAAAANg/HKESlntkiaE/s1600-h/declaration-of-dependence.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SzvuAVSnnjI/AAAAAAAAANg/HKESlntkiaE/s320/declaration-of-dependence.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421188265953173042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kings of Convenience are like a great pairs of shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ones that aren't necessarily your favorite but that often are your saviors in a fashion crisis.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....one of those pairs you've had forever that are always comfortable and never seem to go out of style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KoC are Steady. Reliable. Dependable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know, this makes them sound a little boring, predictable at the very least. But I've gotta say, I continue to love the stuff they turn out. Their harmonies are always gentle and smooth, their guitars perfectly complementing each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they always seem to tuck a little groove under it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/MeInYou.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Me In You - Kings of Convenience &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-6003483816657851930?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6003483816657851930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-lake-in-late-december.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6003483816657851930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6003483816657851930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-lake-in-late-december.html' title='on the lake in late december'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Szvton8I52I/AAAAAAAAANY/cPz1-kTnuS8/s72-c/_MG_2066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4674334465489970889</id><published>2009-12-27T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:40:32.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"holiday cheer" series - peasant pheasant</title><content type='html'>So I know, I totally dropped the ball with this series. As soon as the holiday break started it was family 24/7. Not the most conducive for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little "after-Christmas-gift" I offer up to you the holiday music stylings of my friends over at Peasant Pheasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SzcrS_vMToI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rUtrVPCJhZc/s1600-h/l_b333a48d584b4c128aeb22deb1d6a1e6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SzcrS_vMToI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rUtrVPCJhZc/s320/l_b333a48d584b4c128aeb22deb1d6a1e6.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419848281910693506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/peasantpheasant"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/peasantpheasant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will bring warmth to your heart, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful winter holiday and here's to the last days of 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4674334465489970889?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4674334465489970889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series-peasant-pheasant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4674334465489970889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4674334465489970889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series-peasant-pheasant.html' title='&quot;holiday cheer&quot; series - peasant pheasant'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SzcrS_vMToI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rUtrVPCJhZc/s72-c/l_b333a48d584b4c128aeb22deb1d6a1e6.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5941423660215354894</id><published>2009-12-21T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:56:21.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"holiday cheer" series - Song #3</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to say much about this song. There isn't so much a singular memory that draws me back to this song - I just ALWAYS get excited when it comes on the radio in December.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here you go, song #3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sy_cFZmOfQI/AAAAAAAAANI/hvjlK70G6gM/s1600-h/The%2BWaitresses.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sy_cFZmOfQI/AAAAAAAAANI/hvjlK70G6gM/s320/The%2BWaitresses.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417790862078672130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/ChristmasWrapping.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Christmas Wrapping - The Waitresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5941423660215354894?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5941423660215354894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series-song-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5941423660215354894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5941423660215354894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series-song-3.html' title='&quot;holiday cheer&quot; series - Song #3'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sy_cFZmOfQI/AAAAAAAAANI/hvjlK70G6gM/s72-c/The%2BWaitresses.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-1595645765334089148</id><published>2009-12-15T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:56:12.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"holiday cheer" series - Song #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyhDFa-VeoI/AAAAAAAAANA/fmKSnAWj2hA/s1600-h/MH001013.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyhDFa-VeoI/AAAAAAAAANA/fmKSnAWj2hA/s320/MH001013.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415652312332204674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first entered kindergarden, school seemed like a huge place. The 8th graders looked like freshman in college (one even cornered me against a wall at recess and burped in my face which was traumatizing, to say the least), everyone wore the same thing, and there were multiple buildings. I warmed up to the place quite fast and by October I was double-dutching with 2nd graders.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In December I was introduced to advent and all the catholic traditions surrounding it. Every morning before school started, all 186 students - ranging from kindergarden to 8th grade - piled into the cafeteria and unveiled the day's teaching on the advent calendar. A reading was read, the candles on the advent wreath were lit, and we would all join in in singing "O Come, O Come Emmanuel".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here you go, #2 on my "holiday cheer" playlist:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/OComeOComeEmmanuel.mp3"&gt;O Come, O Come Emmanuel - Sufjan Stevens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyhC9TLzENI/AAAAAAAAAM4/v20appaFEPc/s1600-h/sufjan_xmas2_dennyrenshaw_2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyhC9TLzENI/AAAAAAAAAM4/v20appaFEPc/s320/sufjan_xmas2_dennyrenshaw_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415652172802232530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-1595645765334089148?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1595645765334089148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series-song-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1595645765334089148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1595645765334089148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series-song-2.html' title='&quot;holiday cheer&quot; series - Song #2'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyhDFa-VeoI/AAAAAAAAANA/fmKSnAWj2hA/s72-c/MH001013.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7198955390919992479</id><published>2009-12-15T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:55:58.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna use my side-step</title><content type='html'>As I was running out the door this morning, late for work as usual, I quickly perused my cd collection in hopes of finding something either a) super old that I hadn't heard in ages or b) something new that I never really given a chance.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What did I grab? Was I happy with the result?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pretenders/dp/B000HIVQD0/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1260922671&amp;amp;sr=8-9"&gt;Pretenders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by The Pretenders. Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sygm4IGfoqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MQneUc6pu9c/s1600-h/Gal-BandSpiderMan.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sygm4IGfoqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MQneUc6pu9c/s320/Gal-BandSpiderMan.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415621297602273954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought this album on one of my many Amoeba trips and mainly got it because my dad had suggested it. The minute I put it into my cd player I immediately skipped to track 10 - &lt;i&gt;Brass in Pocket&lt;/i&gt; - and listened to it a couple of times before shelving the poor thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See this is one of my problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm first introduced to an album I have to be in an "album-listening- mood" otherwise I get way too impatient and ditch the thing before I've had time to give it a real chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, as I was driving to work this morning I instantly fell in love with it. It's right up my alley... it has that totally late 70's/early 80's feel. It falls somewhere between brit punk and new wave sharing space with the likes of Elvis Costello. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy -  just as I have all day long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Precious.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Precious - The Pretenders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/TheWait.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The Wait - The Pretenders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and for a gold star, can anyone tell me what the &lt;i&gt;Glee&lt;/i&gt; connection is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7198955390919992479?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7198955390919992479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/gonna-use-my-side-step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7198955390919992479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7198955390919992479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/gonna-use-my-side-step.html' title='gonna use my side-step'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sygm4IGfoqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MQneUc6pu9c/s72-c/Gal-BandSpiderMan.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3166729412879201492</id><published>2009-12-15T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:55:59.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emergency exits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SygFjuAjgzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/I_HSZj1UoKE/s1600-h/4677emergency_exit.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SygFjuAjgzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/I_HSZj1UoKE/s320/4677emergency_exit.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415584663116940082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited to tell you that one of my best friends has just recently had one of his &lt;a href="http://thisibelieve.org/essay/68211/"&gt;essays&lt;/a&gt; posted over at &lt;a href="http://thisibelieve.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;ThisIBelieve.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. So go check it out and while you're at it hit up his &lt;a href="http://blog.lexwhite.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps Hopefully I'll have a music post up later today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3166729412879201492?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3166729412879201492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/emergency-exits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3166729412879201492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3166729412879201492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/emergency-exits.html' title='emergency exits'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SygFjuAjgzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/I_HSZj1UoKE/s72-c/4677emergency_exit.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-306765299145229921</id><published>2009-12-14T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:24:53.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday cheer series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyXULOT7QaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jDzDFab49ME/s1600-h/SheetMusicChristmasOrnaments-BHG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyXULOT7QaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jDzDFab49ME/s320/SheetMusicChristmasOrnaments-BHG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414967416268210594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyXULOT7QaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jDzDFab49ME/s1600-h/SheetMusicChristmasOrnaments-BHG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first "series" I am attempting here at The Clear Spot. I started to compile a list of my favorite Christmas songs - based on musical merit but mostly based on sentimental value. I'm going to space them out which will hopefully give you incentive to check back regularly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's growing older. Maybe it's not having family around. Maybe it's LA. These past few years December has not felt nearly as Christmas-y as it once did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I have high hopes for this year. I will spending a good two and a half weeks at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This means I'll get to go skiing. I'll get to help at my aunt's bakery during the holiday rush. Who knows, I may even be compelled to stop by St. C's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So before I get too carried away here you go, the first installment of my Holiday Playlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyXTcX19d1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/13Mg1oW_LqY/s1600-h/cbchristmas.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyXTcX19d1I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/13Mg1oW_LqY/s320/cbchristmas.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414966611373029202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/ChristmasTimeisHere.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Christmas Time Is Here (instrumental) - Vince Guaraldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided, against my best judgement, to start out with my favorite Christmas song of all time. Now I know, it's like eating dessert before dinner but I figured this way it would give you all the maximum amount of time to play this lovely gem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, the obvious sentimental reason for loving this song is it's connection to &lt;i&gt;A Charlie Brown Christmas. &lt;/i&gt;However, it's more than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The brushes dance along the top of the snare sounds like snow softly falling... each piano note acts as footsteps through a winter wonderland... the bass hums at the opening of the song as if fueled by carolers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It captures that bittersweet taste of Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go forward and be merry. And if you don't have the whole &lt;i&gt;A Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/i&gt;soundtrack you must put it on your holiday to-do list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps Check out the song &lt;i&gt;Skating&lt;/i&gt;... in 1996 me and my brother used it to choreograph a floor exercise routine. That was the same year I used tape to create a balance beam in my living room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was setting my sights on becoming the next Bela Karolyi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-306765299145229921?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/306765299145229921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series_14.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/306765299145229921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/306765299145229921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-cheer-series_14.html' title='holiday cheer series'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SyXULOT7QaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jDzDFab49ME/s72-c/SheetMusicChristmasOrnaments-BHG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5722386134800697478</id><published>2009-12-09T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:13:53.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emusic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://emusic.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx_1cvOGDOI/AAAAAAAAAME/V6CBzC_bCOw/s320/offer_45notrial.gif.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413315151183351010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So right now, if you sign up for emusic (which requires a subscription) you get 45 FREE DOWNLOADS! That is 20 more than usual.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you buy music on a regular basis or are finally ready to support bands you love, I highly suggest you head on over there right now and get a subscription.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5722386134800697478?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5722386134800697478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/emusic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5722386134800697478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5722386134800697478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/12/emusic.html' title='emusic'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx_1cvOGDOI/AAAAAAAAAME/V6CBzC_bCOw/s72-c/offer_45notrial.gif.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3633001273611249858</id><published>2009-12-08T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:15:36.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could We</title><content type='html'>So a couple of weeks ago my friend Pat sent me the most wonderful link. It was to an &lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/showtracker/2009/11/himym-jason-segal-crashes-la-swell-season-concert-offers-himself-up-for-a-date.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the Los Angeles Times Blog about the couple of  LA Swell Season shows in November. Now, you may be thinking I'm going to spend the rest of this post talking about The Swell Season and how I loved the music in &lt;i&gt;Once&lt;/i&gt; and yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not! So ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the highlight of the article was when the reporter started to talk about Jason Segel's appearance at Wednesday's show and how, at the end of the set, he waltzed out on stage, sat down at the ivory keys, and proceeded to play an original tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9bZF6Kx88LM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9bZF6Kx88LM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So of course, I HAD to call that number..... and to my pleasant surprise, Jason's voice greeted me on the other line - MY HEART MELTED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it is, a playlist dedicated to that feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That feeling of interest and desire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That feeling of excitement and butterflies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That feeling of euphoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/CouldWe.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Could We - Cat Power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely love the simplicity of this song. It's carefree. It's wispy. It's exactly how I want to feel these days. For whatever reason it really pulls me back to the beginning of this century. Now that might be a kind of weird thing to say seeing as though we have yet to close out this decade. But unlike most songs this one feels very "present". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/CanYouTell.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Can You Tell - Ra Ra Riot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I have yet to write about the music collective known as Ra Ra Riot (a Barsuk act! yay Seattle!) but I am a huge fan of &lt;i&gt;The Rhumb Line&lt;/i&gt;. I was lucky to catch them when they opened for Andrew Bird a few months ago (thanks to my friend Hillary) and ever since have been in love. Butterflies. This song is all about butterflies... and anticipation... and wanting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Roslyn.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Roslyn - Bon Iver &amp;amp; St. Vincent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twilight. Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/HelpMe.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Help Me - Joni Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Joni Mitchell. My mother does not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike her undying love for Carole King, my mom "can't stand" Joni's voice - it's "too whiny". I love my mom. To her credit, it took me a while to warm up to Mitchell. But once I did, it was over. She has some of the best lyrics when it comes to writing about love. Don't even get me started on "All I Want" - hmmm, maybe I should have added that to the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/OneDay.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;One Day - Bjork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bjork's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Debut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;album is absolutely fantastic. It always reminds me of the trip I took to San Francisco my freshman year of college. It was an interesting journey to say the least. In fact, it marked my first Amoeba experience (I bought a used copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Debut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; at the Haight-Ashbury location).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;To get the full effect of this track you have to blast this in your car as you drive fast, in the dark of night. Magic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/LazyEye.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Lazy Eye - Silversun Pickups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slow build. Musically. Lyrically. Slow build.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been waiting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/DayBreak.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Day Break - Chet Baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;Chet Baker only sung about love. Maybe because it perplexed him so. Maybe because he never seemed to be able to hold onto it for long. The perpetual heart-broken heart-breaker. Like on most of his tunes, he brought - in equal parts - the power of his trumpet and the spell-binding softness of his voice. I will forever be mesmerized and in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3633001273611249858?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3633001273611249858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/could-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3633001273611249858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3633001273611249858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/could-we.html' title='Could We'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-382599751932343821</id><published>2009-11-19T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:09:54.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a gene kelly girl myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sWCK3anBTDU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sWCK3anBTDU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-382599751932343821?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/382599751932343821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-gene-kelly-girl-but-to-each-his-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/382599751932343821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/382599751932343821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-gene-kelly-girl-but-to-each-his-own.html' title='i&apos;m a gene kelly girl myself'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3777370312125312306</id><published>2009-11-18T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:23:13.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you don't know what you want to listen to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.viva-radio.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SwSPXXce6tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VFPn3xCMWkA/s320/6a00d8341bfc8353ef01053711037f970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405603084344683218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viva-radio.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;www.viva-radio.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm an avid follower of the guys over at artdecade.blogspot.com so I'm partial to their sets. Still, there is a little something for everyone... and for the most part, the tunes are pretty groovy - groovy enough to get me swinging from side to side as I sit at the old 9-5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3777370312125312306?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3777370312125312306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-you-dont-know-what-you-want-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3777370312125312306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3777370312125312306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-you-dont-know-what-you-want-to.html' title='when you don&apos;t know what you want to listen to....'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SwSPXXce6tI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VFPn3xCMWkA/s72-c/6a00d8341bfc8353ef01053711037f970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8302953494962178634</id><published>2009-11-09T17:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:56:34.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>color me katie</title><content type='html'>So this has absolutely nothing to do with music but it made me smile. We all know how much of a sap I am - case in point, I watched "Twilight" for the first time this weekend and totally fell in love with it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video is no different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object id="bbg_player" width="370" height="220" data="http://www.babelgum.com/embed/3020170" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.babelgum.com/embed/3020170"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So take from it what you will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, it made me smile :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8302953494962178634?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8302953494962178634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/color-me-katie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8302953494962178634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8302953494962178634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/color-me-katie.html' title='color me katie'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4833587759314205140</id><published>2009-11-09T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:56:11.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weathervane music</title><content type='html'>As I was perusing the world wide web today, trying to get more information regarding some of the panelists I'll be hearing tomorrow (I'm attending a seminar on "The New Rules of Indie Marketing" at AFM) I stumbled upon on all these really great organizations that are trying to do a little bit of good for the world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll admit, I haven't delved very deep into the works of Weathervane Music but from what I've gathered their aim is to support indie artist in today's complicated and often heartbreaking state of the music industry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Svi1pMiknEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wGdxE8flLSU/s1600-h/6a00e54eccb58c883301156ff65b4d970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Svi1pMiknEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wGdxE8flLSU/s320/6a00e54eccb58c883301156ff65b4d970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402267472376405058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weathervanemusic.org/"&gt;www. weathervanemusic.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/MusicForMoney.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Music for Money - Nick Lowe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4833587759314205140?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4833587759314205140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/weathervane-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4833587759314205140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4833587759314205140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/11/weathervane-music.html' title='weathervane music'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Svi1pMiknEI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wGdxE8flLSU/s72-c/6a00e54eccb58c883301156ff65b4d970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4642413163648220316</id><published>2009-10-14T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:24:54.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a runnin', i'm a runnin' from you...</title><content type='html'>So this morning at work I was pleasantly surprised when my boss called from the other room, excited that I was playing "Poses" by Rufus Wainwright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Another Rufus fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking and quickly I remembered on of my favorite songs by Mr. Wainwright.... a song from the movie "Tommy Tricker and the Stamp Traveler"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzSt9d8rf4o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzSt9d8rf4o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't had the ultimate joy of watching this movie I highly suggest you immediately add it to you Netflix queue. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even at 12, Rufus was all the rage at the local Canadian mall. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4642413163648220316?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4642413163648220316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-runnin-im-runnin-from-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4642413163648220316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4642413163648220316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-runnin-im-runnin-from-you.html' title='i&apos;m a runnin&apos;, i&apos;m a runnin&apos; from you...'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5009017279890241094</id><published>2009-10-10T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:24:28.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i've heard this before</title><content type='html'>So if you know me at all then you know how much the Talking Heads mean to me. Perhaps my second favorite band of all time (after The Beatles), the Talking Heads were able to do what I find to be very hard in the world of music; retain your musical voice and style while continually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;progressing&lt;/span&gt; as an artist/band.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEmuAW7wWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HaZpY9ItKfo/s320/talking+heads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391132800751223138" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEm3naN-6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/TtL-cIHyEJw/s320/grizzly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391132965852806050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I was listening to Grizzly Bear's latest effort &lt;i&gt;Veckatimest &lt;/i&gt;I was immediately struck by the song "Cheerleader". It only took a few seconds for my ears to perk up. I had heard this before. The lonely drone of the drums followed by the sedated pitter-patter of the bass was something I was very familiar with.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WARNING SIGN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Cheerleader.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Cheerleader - Grizzly Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/WarningSign.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Warning Sign - Talking Heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEnDD5VERI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2W4J3BkKres/s320/sgt_pepper5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391133162478047506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The musical similarities between music's past and present on &lt;i&gt;Veckatimest&lt;/i&gt; didn't stop there. As I continued to listen&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was transported back in time again. This time, back to 1967, back to the last 30 seconds of The Beatles' "A Day in the Life". Grizzly's Bear's intro on "Dory" held the same essence of this Sgt. Pepper song's outro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately I don't have the proper software to easily cut out the first chunk of the song, so only the truly interested with be able to live through the first 5 minutes. However, if you are too impatient to listen to "A Day in the Life" you have bigger issues :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Dory.mp3"&gt;Dory - Grizzly Bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/ADayInTheLife.mp3"&gt;A Day in the Life - The Beatles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEnTfZATEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dFnEC4SlVTc/s320/1244479888.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391133444736568386" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEngObuqcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Gu3yg-CLvYU/s320/Nicoheroin.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391133663522892226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My third and final example of musical influence comes from the Dirty Projector's "Two Doves" - off of their truly wonderful album &lt;i&gt;Bitte Orca - &lt;/i&gt;and it's tie to Nico's "These Days". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They both open with an acoustic guitar that is quickly accompanied by whimsical strings. Enter the sweet yet haunting female vocals and.... VIOLA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/TwoDoves.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Two Doves - Dirty Projectors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/TheseDays.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;These Days - Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now don't get me wrong. I don't find fault in either Grizzly Bear or Dirty Projectors. &lt;i&gt;Bitte Orca&lt;/i&gt; is one of my favorite albums to come out of 2009 so far and I can't stop listening to "Fine for Now". In cases like this it's nice when the history of music seems to connect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just don't try and convince me that Flo Rida's reworking of Dead or Alive's "You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)" is a good thing..... because it most definitely is not! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5009017279890241094?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5009017279890241094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-ive-heard-this-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5009017279890241094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5009017279890241094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-ive-heard-this-before.html' title='i think i&apos;ve heard this before'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEmuAW7wWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HaZpY9ItKfo/s72-c/talking+heads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2862068450173258402</id><published>2009-10-10T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:39:45.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so who is this "Emma" girl anyways?</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to write about the weekend of September 25-27 - also known as the weekend Bon Iver took Los Angeles by storm.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's recap for a second, shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday, September 25th, a group of us were lucky enough to catch their sold out show at the Wiltern. I had seen them at Sasquatch back in May, and like then they didn't fail to deliver a stellar performance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got there just in time to catch 2 songs from the opener Megafaun. Listening to a few snippets online before hand I really wasn't expecting much. However, my general rule when it comes to music artists is that it really takes a live show to either solidify whether or not I am completely in love with them or not (I suppose with the exception of Passion Pit whose live show really leaves something to be desired). By the end of their set I wanted to be hanging out with them at some dive bar watching a Lakers' game.... and I don't even like the Lakers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bon Iver came out to a very receptive crowd to whom they played songs from both their LP &lt;i&gt;For Emma, Forever Ago&lt;/i&gt; as well as selected tunes from their &lt;i&gt;Blook Bank&lt;/i&gt; EP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the show Megafaun came out and joined the boys of Bon Iver for two very sweet songs. The first, a Loudon Wainwright III cover "The Swimming Song", was a swinging tune with the lead vocals jumping around the stage. For the second and final song of the encore, the band of folk brothers offered up an acoustic version of Megafaun's "Worried Mind". Here's a little visual treat thanks to my friend Debbie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEXAOh8FYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IvIxqrZkG-U/s320/8119_141705545747_540655747_2733216_5629552_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391115521607079298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday night/Sunday morning, Justin Vernon  (the heart and soul behind Bon Iver) thought that a sunrise show at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery would be the appropriate way to cap off their &lt;i&gt;For Emma, Forever Ago &lt;/i&gt;tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, totally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in Seattle during the concert but I had a number of friends that were lucky enough to experience the magic of music at dawn. How nuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Debbie (the eternal Bon Iver fan), again, here is "Wolves (Act 1 &amp;amp; 2)":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="220"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6821507&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6821507&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="220"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6821507"&gt;Bon Iver - Sunrise Show&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2357108"&gt;Debbie Formoso&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you ever have the pleasure of catching these boys on tour, I highly recommend you get as close to the stage as possible. That, and when Justin asks you to sing during "Wolves" you best belt "What might have been lost" as loud as you can!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2862068450173258402?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2862068450173258402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-who-is-this-emma-girl-anyways.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2862068450173258402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2862068450173258402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-who-is-this-emma-girl-anyways.html' title='so who is this &quot;Emma&quot; girl anyways?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/StEXAOh8FYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IvIxqrZkG-U/s72-c/8119_141705545747_540655747_2733216_5629552_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-704786356564315181</id><published>2009-09-29T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:07:00.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where the wild things are</title><content type='html'>So most of you already have watched the trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where the Wild Things Are&lt;/span&gt; but here is another little video you may have missed the first time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It features a song composed by Karen O (of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs) and The Kids (collaborators ranging from members of Deerhunter to The Bird and The Bee). She was enlisted by Jonze to provide the original music for the motion picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xsjx0Ezc3wU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xsjx0Ezc3wU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the entire soundtrack &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=332280698&amp;amp;s=143441"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-704786356564315181?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/704786356564315181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-wild-things-are.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/704786356564315181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/704786356564315181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-wild-things-are.html' title='where the wild things are'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7480151896262499270</id><published>2009-09-25T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:46:13.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from one romantic to another</title><content type='html'>Last night I was lucky to finally catch Sondre Lerche at the Troubadour. I have been a fan for years and for some reason or another I always was successful at missing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night he was in top form, presenting a one-man show with nothing to hide behind other than his electric blue jazz guitar and boy-ish Norwegian charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Lerche, whose 5 LPs span the time period of 8 years, has tried his hand at various styles. He began by releasing two indie rock, string-infused albums that catered to the tales of the heart, to the romantic feelings of the woods, a sound that harkens back to simpler more beautiful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then branched out and found solace in the studio with the lovely fellows of the Faces Down Quartet producing a jazz album - quite reminiscent of Chet Baker but without the bittersweet taste of a man eternally forlorn and love lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phantom Punch&lt;/span&gt; provided just that. A punch of gritty guitar riffs and an explosion of hyper-energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest effort, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heartbeat Radio&lt;/span&gt;, is more like his first two albums but with more of a bubble-gum glaze coating each song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the thread that runs through everything Sondre Lerche does is an undying romanticism. He believes in love and isn't afraid to tell you that. Last night, to introduce his song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Words &amp;amp; Music&lt;/span&gt; he prefaced it by warning all those cynics that this next one was their cue to throw up in their mouths. He knows his underlying sentiment is slightly cheesy. However he's self-assured enough to know that that same sentiment is rooted in a heartfelt truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I eat it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go. I've posted the Words &amp;amp; Music mp3 as well as his music video for Two Way Monologue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v2160485&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v2160485&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" height="255" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Words%20&amp;amp;%20Music.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/WordsMusic.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/WordsMusic.mp3"&gt;Words and Music - Sondre Lerche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a splendid weekend &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7480151896262499270?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7480151896262499270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-one-romantic-to-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7480151896262499270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7480151896262499270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-one-romantic-to-another.html' title='from one romantic to another'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-5087091957393990036</id><published>2009-09-25T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:43:12.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andrew bird.... will you be mine?</title><content type='html'>So I had to follow up that last entry with this video.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=10,0,0,0" id="playerArteLiveWeb" allowscriptaccess="always" height="255" width="450"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://arte.vo.llnwd.net/o21/liveweb/flash/player.swf?eventId=418&amp;amp;admin=false&amp;amp;mode=prod&amp;amp;embed=true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://arte.vo.llnwd.net/o21/liveweb/flash/player.swf?eventId=418&amp;amp;admin=false&amp;amp;mode=prod&amp;amp;embed=true" allowfullscreen="true" name="playerArteLiveWeb" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="255" width="450"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/object&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The last 10 minutes are absolutely mesmerizing. You can feel the chemistry between the two. Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only Andrew Bird would look at me that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-5087091957393990036?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5087091957393990036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/andrew-bird-will-you-be-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5087091957393990036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/5087091957393990036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/09/andrew-bird-will-you-be-mine.html' title='andrew bird.... will you be mine?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8567171415819123221</id><published>2009-08-01T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:34:18.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>st. vincent</title><content type='html'>So I have this really big problem... well two problems I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) First problem - I tend to always find myself completely and utterly angry months after I've been to a music festival. I always, ALWAYS, miss some act that I later would give anything to see live. Now, I suppose I shouldn't be so hard on myself. I mean, you are given three days - 4 to 6 if you're lucky enough to catch something like Bonaroo or All Tomorrow's Parties (in an insane year that is) - and in my most recent case, 78 musical acts.... and that doesn't even count the Comedy Tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who, you ask, am I rambling about this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Vincent! St. Vincent! St. Vincent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SrfdS8YclyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cbZb07BK9vY/s1600-h/annie-clark1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SrfdS8YclyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cbZb07BK9vY/s320/annie-clark1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384015197060765474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I had heard about her months ago floating around the blogosphere. In fact I did some investigative reporting on myself (because of problem #2 which I promise to get to) and found that I had downloaded the leading track from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actor&lt;/span&gt; on May 21st - 2 whole days before I embarked on my great music journey of 2009. And maybe I should back-peddle my previous statement. Technically I got to see her at Sasquatch. On a break to get food, I casually stumbled over to the Wookie Stage and probably caught a whole 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, recently I was on EMusic perusing the goods when I came across St. Vincent again. I hadn't given the album an actual listen. I did, and subsequently, fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here ya'll go. Two wonderful tracks - the first one full of moxi, the second one, very "lazy Sunday"-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Actor%20Out%20Of%20Work.mp3"&gt;Actor Out of Work - St. Vincent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Laughing%20With%20A%20Mouth%20Of%20Blood.mp3"&gt;Laughing With A Mouth Of Blood - St. Vincent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you are still interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Problem dos. I have the worst memory in the history of the world. In revisiting my memories of Sasquatch I found it very difficult remembering which Sasquatch Festivals I had actually attended. So I went back in time via my fave, wikipedia, and found that I attended in 2004, 2006, 2008, and 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND to bring things full circle, I actually did see St. Vincent at the Sasquatch back in 2006 when she played as Annie Clark in Sufjan's back-up band. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8567171415819123221?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8567171415819123221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/08/st-vincent.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8567171415819123221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8567171415819123221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/08/st-vincent.html' title='st. vincent'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SrfdS8YclyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cbZb07BK9vY/s72-c/annie-clark1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7370312862224032841</id><published>2009-06-22T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:37:21.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Archive</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1546186&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1546186&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1546186"&gt;The Archive&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user674450"&gt;Sean Dunne&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please go out and buy a record... even if you don't have a record player. You are buying a piece of history people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I, myself, am heading out to Amoeba tonight to catch an in-store performance of Elvis Costello - maybe I'll pick me up a 45.... among other things ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is going to be an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7370312862224032841?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7370312862224032841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/06/archive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7370312862224032841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7370312862224032841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/06/archive.html' title='The Archive'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-6922450194739118891</id><published>2009-06-15T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:27:06.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest: "Lightning" Round Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SjfixnwvpZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Tcu4ibKtJ8I/s1600-h/lightning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SjfixnwvpZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Tcu4ibKtJ8I/s320/lightning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347992424640652690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was at the gym this morning I had a strange internal moment. As I plugged away on the stairmaster, listening to Lightning Seeds' "Change", I looked up at the TV and saw an ad for Bally Total Fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a 24 Hour Fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/07%20Change.mp3"&gt;Change - The Lightning Seeds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person to tell me which movie "Change" was in gets a whole dollar from yours truly ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-6922450194739118891?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6922450194739118891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/contest-lightning-round-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6922450194739118891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/6922450194739118891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/contest-lightning-round-edition.html' title='Contest: &quot;Lightning&quot; Round Edition'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SjfixnwvpZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Tcu4ibKtJ8I/s72-c/lightning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8143308242136181064</id><published>2009-04-11T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:38:44.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the love language &amp; here we go magic</title><content type='html'>I'm getting ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;Easter is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Spring is knocking at the door.&lt;br /&gt;And summer will be here before you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the spirit of sunshine and bonfires, camping trips and music festivals, hot dogs and popsicles, I offer up to you this lovely head-bopping number. It's groovy, it's rockin', and it's telling us all to just let go and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/05%20Sparxxx.mp3"&gt;Sparxxx - The Love Language&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next song I haven't been able to stop playing on repeat.... over and over and over again. In a lot of ways it reminds of Simon and Garfunkel's "Cecilia". I suppose it has something to do with the percussion and vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there is something here that "Cecilia" lacks. There is a subtle sadness in the melody. It's not there for long; escaping by the close of each verse. But it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't even get me started on the break. As the bass is plugging away, my heart skips a beat every time that guitar riff comes in ala David Gray circa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;White Ladder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Fangela.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Fangela - Here We Go Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8143308242136181064?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8143308242136181064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-language-here-we-go-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8143308242136181064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8143308242136181064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-language-here-we-go-magic.html' title='the love language &amp; here we go magic'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4159884609370907419</id><published>2009-04-10T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:34:05.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the water</title><content type='html'>So I love all things Feist.... I guess that kind of goes without saying. This week, and for one week only, Pitchfork is showcasing "The Water", a 15 minute short film directed by Kevin Drew of Broken Social Scene and stars fellow "Scenester" Leslie Feist alongside Cillian Murphy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***The video has been removed from Pitchfork so I as such must also remove it***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to my friend Debbie for this one, you must see Feist's visit to Sesame Street. So adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fciD_II7NI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9fciD_II7NI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4159884609370907419?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4159884609370907419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4159884609370907419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4159884609370907419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/water.html' title='the water'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2547939197131468280</id><published>2009-04-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:38:48.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the north wind blew south</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1953467&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1953467&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1953467"&gt;The North Wind Blew South&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/keithloutit"&gt;Keith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loutit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so confused at first. I totally thought these were stop-motion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;miniatures&lt;/span&gt;. Crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2547939197131468280?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2547939197131468280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/north-wind-blew-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2547939197131468280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2547939197131468280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/north-wind-blew-south.html' title='the north wind blew south'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-1160926749397239885</id><published>2009-04-01T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:33:48.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things the grandchildren should know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdRNx6jm6QI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MszKon_xJA4/s1600-h/things-the-grandchildren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdRNx6jm6QI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MszKon_xJA4/s320/things-the-grandchildren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319962579758934274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things the Grandchildren Should Know &lt;/span&gt;by Mark Oliver Everett (aka EELS). Now this is not a long book - something like 240 pages. But because it's me, and apparently I have a really hard time reading when I'm in LA, it took me 3 months to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I started this book back at the beginning of January when I was in Phoenix helping my friend Chelsea shoot her documentary. Partly because Chelsea goes to bed so freaking early, and partly because she also happened to get sick while we were there, I had a fair amount of time to get a jump start on this musical memoir of sorts. However, when I returned to Los Angeles, I put it on my shelf and there is sat for a good 2 and a half months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week, inspired by my friend Alina - the eternal bookworm - I grabbed it off the shelf, blew off the dust that had collected, and finished the sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any interest in either music history or I suppose biographies in general, I highly recommend checking out this book (if you live near me you may even be able to pester me into lending it to you ;) I'm not much of a book reviewer so all I can really say is that "E" (as you soon come to find out is what Mark tends to go by) has a simple voice that allows for his story to be telling in and of itself. He is just so human. That's really all I can say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and when I was at the gym reading it I was on the verge of bursting into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of the book, I have a nice little tune in the same vein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/02%20Make%20Right%20With%20You.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Right With You - Luke Temple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-1160926749397239885?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1160926749397239885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-grandchildren-should-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1160926749397239885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1160926749397239885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-grandchildren-should-know.html' title='things the grandchildren should know'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdRNx6jm6QI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MszKon_xJA4/s72-c/things-the-grandchildren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-8423881223073477020</id><published>2009-03-26T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:53:28.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>point juncture, wa and u.s.e</title><content type='html'>I'm failing you all horribly.  I apologize for that. And while I would like to think I have many readers that are just hanging on my ever last word, I know that this is not that case, and in that way I slightly feel better about the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here it is, I have two Pacific Northwest bands I would love to share with y'all. Let's start with some indie rock, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/arianaerwood/Desktop/montage.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdAhEaMAtFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/yuRg7oJ8HEc/s1600-h/montage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdAhEaMAtFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/yuRg7oJ8HEc/s320/montage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318787519557448786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point Juncture, WA - a four piece indie rock outfit that oddly enough hails from Portland, Oregon, not Washington state - released their 3rd album titled Heart To Elk this past February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll admit, I was first tipped off to this band through it's showcase as one of KEXP's song-of-the-day picks (which if you haven't checked out &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://kexp.org/"&gt;KEXP&lt;/a&gt;, please please do). Number 9 on the album, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melon Bird&lt;/span&gt;, with it's commanding bassline and trash can drums, opens slowly. It's a whole minute and 20 seconds before you hear Amanda Spring's voice glide into the mix. My first impression was how much it emotionally sent me back to the 90's. Something about it transported me back to 7310 16th NE. It was as if I was 11 on a Saturday afternoon and my dad had 107.7 The End turned way up as I played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where In The World Is Carmen San Deigo?&lt;/span&gt; on his laptop - something that almost always required his assistance. I don't care what the box said, that game was way too hard for a 4th grader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once Tasted Ever Wanted&lt;/span&gt; summons the likes of The Cardigans with it's candy sweet female vocals and horn clad chorus. This album feels open, it has a spaciousness to it that allows for all the weird and not so weird sounds to find room. Recorded in the basement of their house, you can hear the damp, rainy cold seep into the songs. That's not to say I think that this album feels dark because it doesn't. And maybe I'm saying this because I grew up in the Emerald City, but there is a peaceful element to all that grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly it; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kings Part II&lt;/span&gt; feels like a rainy day. The drums sound like rain pattering on the roof, the slow strumming of the acoustic guitar call upon Spring’s simple yet silky words. Nothing left to do but stay inside and read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Presidential Ambition&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/Melon%20Bird.mp3"&gt;Melon Bird - Point Juncture, WA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/02%20Once%20Tasted%20Ever%20Wanted.mp3"&gt;Once Tasted Ever Wanted - Point Juncture, WA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/06%20Kings%20Part%20II.mp3"&gt;Kings Part II - Point Juncture, WA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdAh1rPX6eI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3-OQk-wsjU8/s1600-h/thubber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdAh1rPX6eI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3-OQk-wsjU8/s320/thubber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318788365948545506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now switching gears completely, let’s talk some U.S.E – aka United State of Electronica.I don’t what it is about Seattle but apparently we like to foster bands that feel compelled to incorporate our country in their name (i.e. Presidents of the United States of America). How patriotic. I think…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a cursory glance U.S.E. is just another Daft Punk rip-off.  Kids jumping on the bandwagon of what Thomas and Guy-Manuel started 10 years earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I delved deeper into their  album shades of Tahiti 80 - Climb the Wall (Umbrella of Love) - and VHS vs Beta - Open Your Eyes -  began to shine through.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what separates them from the pack is the sense that it’s just this group of kids that love a good dance party who won’t let the gloominess of the typical “Seattle sound” - enter Kurt Cobain, Elliot Smith, even Death Cab to some degree –get them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine what one of their shows would be like. I’m super jealous that they played one of the christening shows for the new and improved (well I still need to see about that) Crocodile Café.  Sometimes I really hate LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have some reservations concerning U.S.E.’s self-titled album. It has some pretty cheesy moments. Take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emerald City&lt;/span&gt;. I’m completely in love with the chorus (even if the lyrics are a bit amateur) but the verses are something to be desired. And while some of you may think I would love any song that chants “Emerald City” over and over again (punctuated with “I love it”/ “We love it”) may this prove you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But than again, I am the master of well-crafted cheese. The next time you see me cruising down the 10 I just might be pumping my fist in unison with my fellow Seattleites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately I can’t deny a band trying to make something just plain fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/03%20Climb%20The%20Walls%20%28Umbrella%20Of%20Love%29.mp3"&gt;Climb the Walls (Umbrella of Love) - U.S.E.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/05%20Open%20Your%20Eyes.mp3"&gt;Open Your Eyes - U.S.E.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/02%20Emerald%20City.mp3"&gt;Emerald City - U.S.E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like what you hear head over to &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.mannheimworldwide.com/"&gt;mannheimworldwide.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.mannheimworldwide.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;where you'll find their entire album for free/by donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-8423881223073477020?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8423881223073477020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/point-juncture-wa-and-use.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8423881223073477020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/8423881223073477020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/point-juncture-wa-and-use.html' title='point juncture, wa and u.s.e'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SdAhEaMAtFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/yuRg7oJ8HEc/s72-c/montage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-7980741829308698647</id><published>2009-03-11T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:42:35.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3412420&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3412420&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you May 23rd ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and if you want to see the official music video here ya go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bfseWNmlds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5bfseWNmlds&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm still partial to the knock-off, but maybe that's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-7980741829308698647?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7980741829308698647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanna-dance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7980741829308698647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/7980741829308698647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanna-dance.html' title='wanna dance?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-1300929970237255867</id><published>2009-02-26T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:24:44.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>carrie fisher = music muse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SaefdQYwFNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5jJyrp8ZODM/s1600-h/paul-simon_carrie_fisher-wedding-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SaefdQYwFNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5jJyrp8ZODM/s320/paul-simon_carrie_fisher-wedding-photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307386010843223250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's it. I'm moving to Africa. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought that maybe I wanted to give New York or London a try but no, I can hear the other half of my heart calling me to Kenya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Or at least that's how I feel as I'm driving south on the 405 at 9am while Paul Simon's "Crazy Love, Vol. II" blasts from my car speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, even as a wee 2 year old I loved "You Can Call Me Al" (I remember watching that video along with my personal 2 year old fav, Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody"). But now, as a 23 year old, as I listen to Simon's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Graceland&lt;/span&gt; album, it has new meaning. Being relatively fresh to the "real world" I find companionship in Simon as I musically travel through these 11 tracks from 1986. It's an album about rebirth, about new beginnings, about starting over. And it's all done through a flowery filter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I mentioned before, I can't stop listening to Crazy Love, Vol. II. After having pried into Simon's background (something my older readers probably wouldn't have had to have done seeing as though in this song Paul sings "it's all over the evening news, all about the fire in your life") I found that much of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Graceland&lt;/span&gt; was written while he was going through his second divorce, his divorce from Carrie Fisher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's strange though. Considering the subject, I would have either guessed it to be overtly sad and filled with sorrow or dark and angry oozing with hate. While the lyrics are about the end of a once lovely relationship the melody seems to suggest something else. It is light and airy, hopeful and sunny and I can't resist it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/09%20Crazy%20Love,%20Vol.%20II.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Crazy Love, Vol. II - Paul Simon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title track also has crept into my veins and has inspired this somewhat buried side - my adventurous side. As Simon declares "I'm going to Graceland, Graceland, Memphis Tennessee" I immediately am heading east as the whole United States races past me (oh how I wish). Plus who doesn't love his little Lou Reed moment as he recites "whoah so this is what you mean".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/02%20Graceland.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Graceland - Paul Simon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short people are so awesome ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you still aren't convinced, there is just something to be said about those bass lines from the 80's. That, and the use of the flute. But more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-1300929970237255867?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1300929970237255867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrie-fisher-music-muse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1300929970237255867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1300929970237255867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/carrie-fisher-music-muse.html' title='carrie fisher = music muse?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SaefdQYwFNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5jJyrp8ZODM/s72-c/paul-simon_carrie_fisher-wedding-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-2671888570445715182</id><published>2009-02-26T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:23:04.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect media player where are you?</title><content type='html'>So I'm here at work waiting for a freaking hour and a half video to stream over from Washington DC.... what better time to research how to embed audio into my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been researching for the past hour and a half while the "Confess" episode of The Real Housewives of Orange County blares in the background. Sadly I'm not as far along as I would have hoped. I'm trying a new method but am going to be constantly on the hunt for better, prettier methods to give you all a chance to listen to all the songs and artists I write about here at the clear spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps I hate Vicki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here is something for you to snack on:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/01%20Virgin%20Mountain.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Virgin Mountain - Loch Lomond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-2671888570445715182?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2671888570445715182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2671888570445715182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/2671888570445715182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-link.html' title='perfect media player where are you?'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-1791309158573166349</id><published>2009-02-06T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:27:42.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simply pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SY4cAqVKhDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xghjba7owLw/s1600-h/997d74a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SY4cAqVKhDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xghjba7owLw/s320/997d74a8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300204609150288946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So check it. I have two wonderfully smooth and punchy tracks sung by two wonderfully smooth and punchy female vocalist. The first being "Somebody's Baby" by El Perro del Mar. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first glance it may look like some latin band's cover of the fairly dated Jackson Browne tune. Instead it's a Swede's fresh take on good old fashioned bubblegum pop. How did I stumble upon this toe-taping, head swaying song you may ask? Well, you may or may not be familiar with La Blogotheque's &lt;a href="http://www.blogotheque.net/spip.php?page=cae_all&amp;amp;lang=en"&gt;Take Away Shows&lt;/a&gt; series (if you haven't seen any of these you MUST go there immediately), but as I was perusing the videos I came across this one featuring El Perro del Mar and Lykke Li. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see my friend Richard had sent me a link to Lykke Li's music video for "&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4iqqb_lykke-li-little-bit_music"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Little Bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" and I was on my usual internet rampage to get more info about this girl with the beautifully layered video so when I saw this I was intrigued to get a "live" taste of what this artist had to offer. Instead, I was tipped off to El Perro del Mar - the music project of Sarah Assbring.  So take a listen to both her live version - &lt;a href="http://www.blogotheque.net/Lykke-Li-and-El-Perro-Del-Mar"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; - and her studio rendition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for lady #2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SZWn0geZfqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sZmqFQBYT-Y/s320/l_5ddf1dd35df25278d2a6a749ebb1fe32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302328656811097762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so technically the next song comes from a duo (one part female, one part male) but the vocalist is a woman so I think it still counts. Inara George has one of my top ten favorite voices of any modern day female vocalists (Leslie Feist being number one, of course) and Greg Kurstin's cool and quiet ways make him a man of mystery and intrigue - not to mention the fact that I find it so cool that one of his major musical influences is Burt Bacharach. I first fell in love with this band when I saw them at the troubadour for the release of their self-titled debut, "The Bird and The Bee". Since then they have put out a number of EPs. However, last month they came out with their second LP entitled "Ray Guns Are Not Just The Future". The track I can't seem to get enough of is "My Love".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/09%20Somebody%27s%20Baby.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Somebody's Baby - El Perro del Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/My%20Love.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My Love - The Bird and The Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a side note: The Bird and The Bee get extra points for being so kind to me. You see, two years ago, when I was trying to figure out who I wanted to record for my junior project I thought I would just shoot for the stars and ask them to come in to my class so I could record them. So I sent them a message through myspace and to my complete surprise a few days later Inara responded with the sweetest message. She was so appreciative that I had thought of them for this project but was sorry to turn it down seeing as though they were traveling around the country on tour. Now whether or not this is completely true is not the point (I doubt they would have come in even if they were in LA) but the fact that she even responded will forever insure that The Bird and The Bee will always hold a special place in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-1791309158573166349?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1791309158573166349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/simply-pop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1791309158573166349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/1791309158573166349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/simply-pop.html' title='simply pop'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SY4cAqVKhDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xghjba7owLw/s72-c/997d74a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-3355390983769047871</id><published>2009-01-25T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:06:04.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sea and cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SX1cmabyNWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/82dkTxbF5W0/s1600-h/caralarm_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SX1cmabyNWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/82dkTxbF5W0/s200/caralarm_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295490551858214242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I didn't want the weekend to end without sharing my song of the moment. All weekend long I've been playing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Weekend&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;The Sea and Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over and over and over again. It really has a bounciness to it that makes your stride just a smidge longer and a sunniness that makes it feel like summertime, even if it only lasts 2 minutes and 42 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So check it out.... you have a whole 76 minutes left before the working week starts again (which reminds me of a nice little Costello tune ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://never-ending.net/theclearspot/The%20Clear%20Spot/06%20Weekend.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Weekend - The Sea and Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-3355390983769047871?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3355390983769047871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/sea-and-cake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3355390983769047871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/3355390983769047871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/sea-and-cake.html' title='the sea and cake'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/SX1cmabyNWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/82dkTxbF5W0/s72-c/caralarm_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554992978957537537.post-4021121324891730345</id><published>2009-01-24T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:15:58.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.... to anyone that is listening.</title><content type='html'>I have always struggle with intros.... introduction paragraphs for research papers, introducing myself to new people at parties, even those 30-60 second intros on albums that usually consist of some instrumental orchestration used to sonically open you up and bring you in.... in some way or another the "beginning" usually succeeds in making me nervous. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tell you right off the bat I'm not a wordsmith (I have friends that are) and I'm not particularly gifted at being articulate (I talk a lot with my hands, which, on the internet really does me no good). But I have an undying love for music and random things in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose at times I'm a walking cliche.... a young twenty-something looking to learn about life and love among the confusing and sometimes ridiculous happenings of young adulthood with the backdrop of the big city - cue b-roll of Los Angeles - shadowing over her (wow, this girl is cheesy). But seriously, if nothing else I'm hoping that this web log (yep, I totally had to google "blog" to figure out where the heck that word came from) will serve as a virtual record of my life's musings as well as keep those I don't get to see often enough (I'm talking straight to you Ooka clan) in the know about my life. Who knows, we may even start a conversation or two ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mediaplayer.yahoo.com/js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3554992978957537537-4021121324891730345?l=theclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4021121324891730345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-to-anyone-that-is-listening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4021121324891730345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3554992978957537537/posts/default/4021121324891730345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theclearspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-to-anyone-that-is-listening.html' title='Hello.... to anyone that is listening.'/><author><name>ari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13157506242859737176</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VwQXfzkk_sY/Sx6jlc3c15I/AAAAAAAAALk/CGWDCfaRuPQ/S220/TumblrPic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
