I admire Sub Pop Records. I really do mean this, sincerely even. Every year they release a record or two by a new noisy band in the spirit of Nirvana and I inevitably buy those because I've never outgrown grungy punk rock records. Most of these bands are fade shortly after their release. Some, like Toronto punks, Metz, and California noisemaers, No Age, have shown real staying power. Now, while I can't predict the future, hell, I can barely predict which rock records people will rock these days, I want to think the career trajectory of So Pitted will be closer to that of No Age and Metz, as opposed to His Electro Blue Voice, for example. Just listen to these ragers!
While it was never my intention to take such a long break at the end of the year, it happened. I had this broken arm from a gnarly cycling crash in November. Hey, at least I ended up sprawled across a driveway and not splattered on the street! Prior to the bike crash I had a painful arse condition. We won't talk about the arse condition except to say it wasn't the most common of painful arse conditions and it hurt like hell.
Now, after five weeks in a cast I can type sometimes and not feel pain. My arse doesn't hurt every day. Things are looking up! Best of all, I'm slowly regaining my love of music. You see, when you feel pain every day every other sense is dulled. I listened to the new Sunn 0))) album but it might as well been the Starland Vocal Band. Get it? Now let's get to the jams.