Well, it has been four months or so since Band Wars, a deathmatch style game (in my mind) in which bands pitted their new releases against the new releases of other, hopefully inferior, bands until one survivor remained. Since Band Wars ended, I've been downloading (illegally) an immense amount of music. The most promising contenders that have released an album recently seem to be:
Beach House, Bloom
Motion Sickness of Time Travel, Motion Sickness of Time Travel
Mount Eerie, Clear Moon
The Walkmen, Heaven
Japandroids, Celebration Rock
Sun Kil Moon, Among the Leaves
Hot Chip, In Our Heads
Fiona Apple, The Idler Wheel . . .
DIIV, Oshin
Twin Shadow, Confess
Dirty Projectors, Swing Lo Magellan
Frank Ocean, Channel Orange
John Maus, A Collection of Rarities
Passion Pit, Gossamer
TNGHT, TNGHT EP
The Antlers, Undersea
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti, Mature Themes
Divine Fits, A Thing Called Divine Fits
Matthew Dear, Beams
Four Tet, Pink
Wild Nothing, Nocturne
Dan Deacon, America
Animal Collective, Centipede Hz
Bob Mould, Silver Age
Mount Eerie, Ocean Roar
The xx, Coexist
David Byrne and St. Vincent, Love This Giant
Grizzly Bear, Shields
The Sea and Cake, Runner
That's 29 albums. A couple of issues. First, Mount Eerie released two albums over that period. Ought there to be a rule against both albums competing? I think not. It could lead to matchup of Mount Eerie against Mount Eerie, which would seem funny, like forcing someone to punch himself.
Second, a single-elimination bracket works best with 16 albums or 32 albums. 29 won't work. So over the next couple of days, I'll have a couple of decisions to make. The first Band Wars involved 16 albums. Should I go for 32 this time around? And the other big question: Do I even want to bother doing it this time around?
While I think about it, I'll inevitably get to 32 albums by checking the new releases over the coming week.
* * *
I achieved all of my goals yesterday, except for the ants. I was determined to kill 100 ants. It's really hot here, ants hate the heat, they'll keep trying to come into my place despite the fact that I have made my apartment a death machine for them. When I swept and mopped, however, the ants skedaddled.
I finally started writing something. It is a sluggish process, and it was hard to get started, but once the hour was finished I found that I wanted to go back and continue what I had started.
Back in college, I used to wake up, turn on my computer, and play chess until my head felt hazy from lack of food. Then I would eat and play chess until, once again, my head felt hazy. Occasionally, I would do the same thing with short stories I was writing. It's good to have OCD when I'm doing something productive. Not so healthy to be OCD when there's beer around, and there's always beer around.
Beach House, Bloom
Motion Sickness of Time Travel, Motion Sickness of Time Travel
Mount Eerie, Clear Moon
The Walkmen, Heaven
Japandroids, Celebration Rock
Sun Kil Moon, Among the Leaves
Hot Chip, In Our Heads
Fiona Apple, The Idler Wheel . . .
DIIV, Oshin
Twin Shadow, Confess
Dirty Projectors, Swing Lo Magellan
Frank Ocean, Channel Orange
John Maus, A Collection of Rarities
Passion Pit, Gossamer
TNGHT, TNGHT EP
The Antlers, Undersea
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti, Mature Themes
Divine Fits, A Thing Called Divine Fits
Matthew Dear, Beams
Four Tet, Pink
Wild Nothing, Nocturne
Dan Deacon, America
Animal Collective, Centipede Hz
Bob Mould, Silver Age
Mount Eerie, Ocean Roar
The xx, Coexist
David Byrne and St. Vincent, Love This Giant
Grizzly Bear, Shields
The Sea and Cake, Runner
That's 29 albums. A couple of issues. First, Mount Eerie released two albums over that period. Ought there to be a rule against both albums competing? I think not. It could lead to matchup of Mount Eerie against Mount Eerie, which would seem funny, like forcing someone to punch himself.
Second, a single-elimination bracket works best with 16 albums or 32 albums. 29 won't work. So over the next couple of days, I'll have a couple of decisions to make. The first Band Wars involved 16 albums. Should I go for 32 this time around? And the other big question: Do I even want to bother doing it this time around?
While I think about it, I'll inevitably get to 32 albums by checking the new releases over the coming week.
* * *
I achieved all of my goals yesterday, except for the ants. I was determined to kill 100 ants. It's really hot here, ants hate the heat, they'll keep trying to come into my place despite the fact that I have made my apartment a death machine for them. When I swept and mopped, however, the ants skedaddled.
I finally started writing something. It is a sluggish process, and it was hard to get started, but once the hour was finished I found that I wanted to go back and continue what I had started.
Back in college, I used to wake up, turn on my computer, and play chess until my head felt hazy from lack of food. Then I would eat and play chess until, once again, my head felt hazy. Occasionally, I would do the same thing with short stories I was writing. It's good to have OCD when I'm doing something productive. Not so healthy to be OCD when there's beer around, and there's always beer around.
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