Thank You, Fu-rrriends
One good piece of news out of Lake Chemipoo: reclusive indie-rock icon Alex Chilton has been found alive and well and acting all cranky in an undisclosed location.
I would like to take a moment to recommend any of Big Star's output to all and sundry. Sure, their first couple records and Chilton's stuff with the Box Tops is nice and all, but Third/Sister Lovers is the world-beater. If taken in small doses on (say) an iPod, it becomes clear that that record, recorded at a time when the band were barely speaking, is a gem.
Also nice: ex-Big Star guitarist Chris Bell's post-Beatles weepie, I Am The Cosmos.
That is all.
[wik] Ok, ok ok. Radio City also takes the cake, being more Chris Bell and less Chilton. The two make a nice contrast.
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I agree whole-heartedly about
I agree whole-heartedly about Big Star. In fact, I never travel far without a little Big Star. That's why they made my completist music list. (Of course, only having three albums, each of which is spectacular, helps a lot too.)
On the balance, I'll take #1 Record, but if you're feeling mopey at all, it's hard to beat 3rd/Sister Lovers. Those two albums are like mood rings for me. I personally put Radio City just a notch below #1 Record.
Glad to hear Chilton's okay. Actually, I didn't even realize he was in New Orleans until someone pointed out he was airlifted from his rooftop. He's a good counter-example to the "only stupid, poor people thought they'd stick it out." Not that Chilton's rich, but you know, he's white. (But soulful!)