if you wanna come to band practice, you have to bring wine.

that's what my mother always told me growing up. and look where it got me. it's hard to explain why there is a dashboard confessional screaming infidelities tab open on my computer, why three guitars are in random places on my living room floor, there are 3 dozen chocolate cookies on my stove, but i'd be willing to say that you missed out on a good night last night.

yeah, you.

YES. the videos from Grimeys of Daniel Martin Moore and Ben Sollee. Love it.

more vids from the in-store show here

so i went to see dawes/cory chisel/jason boesel again on sunday night @ eddie's attic in atlanta. sorry i'm not sorry; they're all great. except i missed jason (again), but rilo kiley and bright eyes lead me to believe he's quite fantastic. in fact, since i'm nearly positive he's reading this and is offended that i missed his set, i'll go ahead and put up a rilo kiley song so we can hear-at the very least-his impeccable drum skills.

on a side note, i'm realizing that blogging while in the bathtub=not the most prudent decision one could make.

my mp3's won't upload, so no rilo kiley for now.

but, because david supica has bomb ass dreads and doesn't mind when cait and i are abrasive and invasive, you should check out the delta saints. no, not delta spirit, the delta saints. saints, like of the lord.

The Delta Saints. It's like the first time you had beer and liked it. Beautiful.

But, Matt Costa did mention loving Delta Spirit when I interviewed him at WMSR, and, well, they're pretty damn talented too. More on that later.