Wednesday, January 30, 2008

I LOVE It When This Happens


Truly great albums don't always reveal themselves to you right away. Sometimes you really have to spend time with them, peel back the layers, investigate, find the right setting, the right mood, etc. Usually after the third or fourth listen, you have a sense that something truly special is going on and that you've got an album you're going to want to be listening to for some time.

And then sometimes... You hear a song, it blows you away, you immediately go buy the album, take it home and from the first note you're hooked. You LOVE every song on the album on the first spin and as soon as it's over you immediately play it again from the beginning.

That happened to me today.

And frankly, I needed it.

The band is called The Acorn. The album is called "Glory Hope Mountain".

I'm listening to it right now for the third time this evening.

It's making me happy.

Their first single was released as a free download.

Enjoy.

The Acorn - "The Flood (Pt. 1)"
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-IMBA
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Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Dammit

What a stupid fuckin' waste.

Rest in peace, man.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

IT'S HERE

I've been waiting.

And now it's here.

The Missus and I just bought our tickets.

Wanna join us?

This Thursday, the 24th. AMC Loews Lincoln Square. 9:20pm.

You can get tickets here.

Do it.

It's going to be rad.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Wait... Wha?

So, of course, the day I post something that says you won't be hearing much from me in the coming weeks, a primo, Grade-A slab of blogfodder lands squarely in my lap.

I'll be brief.

In the 13 years I've lived in NYC, I've never been on a train where someone actually pulled the emergency brake. Never even heard of anyone doing it, actually. Until last night.

Not only was I on the train, I was in the car where it happened.

We had just started pulling away from the Times Square station when, "screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..." We slam to a grinding halt, people fly forward, grabbing on to the poles and each other for dear life.

Much confusion and concern ensue.

Finally, from the other end of the car I hear someone yelling "IS THIS GOING UPTOWN OR DOWNTOWN...? UPTOWN OR DOWNTOWN...?"

I'm a little puzzled. Finally, a wave of acknowledgement, disbelief and harumph-y chatter makes it's way from that end of the car to mine.

Someone.

Pulled the fucking.

Emergency brake.

Because...

(wait for it...)

They got on the wrong train.

(...)

I know.

I couldn't believe it either.

Someone pulled the emergency brake because they got on the uptown train instead of the downtown train.

People were BESIDE THEMSELVES. And, of course it was one of those situations which then prompts everyone on the train to have a vocal opinion about what's going on and try to share it with the world. EVERY New York type is there and putting in their two cents. "Someone needs to call the cops... Guy must be crazy... I'D fuckin' punch the guy if I was over there... I've got a DENTIST appointment, man, I don't have TIME... I've lived here since '67, I've never seen... I'm seriously going to move to Alexandria, Virginia. Have you been there? It's really... Seriously, someone needs to call the cops on this guy..."

If it had happened in the morning, I'd have been livid. But, since it was after work and I didn't have anywhere particular to be, I found myself mildly entertained by it.

Ahhh... The City. Just when you think you've seen it all, it readily and definitively reminds you that, in fact... you haven't.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

"So... yeah. The blog's been really, um... great so far this year, man. Um... yeah. Lots of great stuff. Keep....uh... keep it coming."

Listen... I know. I've been spotty as fuck of late and I sincerely apologize. I hyped 2008 as being this totally exciting year with all of this cool stuff in the works and then I leave you guys hanging. It's lame, I know.

But, here's the deal...

I'm working on something.

After years of hedging, self-doubt and false starts, I have finally knocked aside all of my self-imposed obstacles and am officially in the process of writing the solo show I've been threatening to write for the last ten years.

I am 20 pages in. I am aiming for about 35. I am shooting for a first-draft deadline of January 31st. I am knee-deep in this thing and it has consumed the better part of the last month of my life.

I am not going to tell you anything about it.

Not now, anyway.

When it's finished and goes up wherever it goes up, you will hear plenty from me about it.

Until then, just know that there's a good reason why CYPJN!?'s content of late has been less-than-stellar. I only have so many brain cells. And I have to spread them around where they're needed most.

I will still post. And hopefully most of it will be interesting or entertaining on some level.

Or maybe it won't be.

Either way, until the 31st I'm in nose-to-the-notebook mode. So, you'll probably be seeing more videos, articles and poems in the next couple weeks in lieu of my usual sharp, witty and insightful blather.

Might be a nice break for you, actually.

Enjoy.

See you in February.

-IMBA

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Monday, January 07, 2008

Why I Am Not a Painter

I am not a painter, I am a poet.
Why? I think I would rather be
a painter, but I am not. Well,
for instance, Mike Goldberg
is starting a painting. I drop in.
"Sit down and have a drink" he
says. I drink; we drink. I look
up. "You have SARDINES in it."
"Yes, it needed something there."

"Oh." I go and the days go by
and I drop in again. The painting
is going on, and I go, and the days
go by. I drop in. The painting is
finished. "Where's SARDINES?"
All that's left is just
letters, "It was too much," Mike says.

But me? One day I am thinking of
a color: orange. I write a line
about orange. Pretty soon it is a
whole page of words, not lines.
Then another page. There should be
so much more, not of orange, of
words, of how terrible orange is
and life. Days go by. It is even in
prose, I am a real poet. My poem
is finished and I haven't mentioned
orange yet. It's twelve poems, I call
it ORANGES. And one day in a gallery
I see Mike's painting, called SARDINES.
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-Frank O'Hara (1957)

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Ladies and Gentlemen... I give you... THE MISSUS

And so we begin a brand new year. Thank God, actually. Happy to get the last one the fuck off my back and looking forward to whatever this one may have in store.

I mentioned in a previous post that The Missus and I are making a conscious effort to shake up our world a bit in 2008. To actively turn ourselves upside down, shake ourselves out and leave behind whatever falls.

As a symbol of her commitment to the process and as a logical extension of her journalistic side, The Missus has started a blog of her own. My Chrysalis Year is officially up and running and I urge you to check it out. It'll definitely be one to add to your favorites.

We don't have plans, per se. But we have notions of particular goals that are all part of potential would-be plans. What we have are images in our minds of the lives we'd like to be living. Which is a good start. And the rest is what we'll be figuring out over the next 12 months.

Neither of us knows what's coming, but we know it'll be different. And My Chrysalis Year will take you through the kooky shit that happens along the way - all voiced with the wit, charm, perspective and barely-contained hostility that is uniquely The Missus.

Enjoy.

And all the best to all of you in 2008...

-IMBA

Friday, December 21, 2007

THE CYPJN!? BEST OF '07 SUPERMIX!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS, readers! As promised in my Top 7 Albums of 2007 post, below is IMBA's Best of '07 Supermix!!

Almost all of these tracks were released by the bands via legal, free download sites for promotion of the album and the couple that weren't are within sharing guidlines, so enjoy. If you fall in love with a particular song, go buy the album. You can find most of them at eMusic and probably all of them at either iTunes or your local independent record store.

(To download - Simply click on the song title)

Gogol Bordello - "Ultimate"
The Veils - "Jesus For The Jugular"
Shout Out Louds - "Tonight I Have To Leave It"
Vampire Weekend - "A-Punk"
Dan Le Sac vs. Scroobius Pip - "Thou Shalt Always Kill"
Blue Scholars - "Joe Metro"
Spoon - "Finer Feelings"
Pela - "Lost To The Lonesome"
The Sea & Cake - "Up On Crutches"
LCD Soundsystem - "All My Friends"
Band of Horses - "Is There A Ghost"
The National - "Fake Empire"
Holler, Wild Rose! - "Mercy Beat"
Andrew Bird - "Spare-Oh's"
Beirut - "Nantes"
Wilco - "Impossible Germany"
Radiohead - "House of Cards"
Cinematic Orchestra - "To Build A Home"
The Arcade Fire - "My Body Is A Cage"
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Bonus Video: The Arcade Fire - "My Body Is A Cage" Live from Glastonbury 2007



Merry Christmas and best to all of you this holiday season.

CYPJN!? will return in 2008 with all new rants, raves, questions, answers, problems, solutions, information, misinformation, noise, subterfuge, etcetera, etcetera.

Peace,
-IMBA

Monday, December 17, 2007

THE CYPJN!? TOP SEVEN ALBUMS OF 2007

Wow. It's been an interesting 12 months since my last year-end "Best Of" list. Lots of ups and downs. Thank God 2007 was such a stellar year for music. Not sure I'd have made it through the downs with out all the great releases that came out along the way.

Below is my meticulously drafted list of what I consider to the be Top 7 Albums of '07. As I mentioned last year, these lists are ubiquitous enough that the only point they really serve is to spur discussion, debate and diatribe between the music geek who created the list and the music geeks who read the list. And that's why I love them.

So... Take a gander and leave some comments to weigh in on what you think. Which ones I nailed, which ones I missed, who should've been listed over who, etc. You will be wrong, of course, but that doesn't make the back-n-forth any less fun...

(To preview album, simply click on the album title link) .

7. The Veils - "Nux Vomica"

Next to U2's "How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb", The Veils' debut "The Runaway Found" was easily my favorite album of 2004. So, how was I to take the news two years later that The Veils were entering the studio to record their follow-up with a completely revamped lineup? Vocalist/guitarist/songwriter Finn Andrews was forced to pick up the pieces after his original band splintered just two months after the album's release. During a trip back to his native New Zealand, Andrews hooked up with two former schoolmates to work on the songs that would become the Veils much-anticipated second release. Because "Runaway Found" was such a personal favorite, I was dubious as to what might come but hoping for the best. Hence, the brilliance of "Nux Vomica". There is no mistaking that these are two very different albums made by two very different sets of musicians. But there is also no mistaking that Andrews is the undeniable centerpiece of both bands. Either despite or because of the personnel shakeup between the albums, Andrews brought forth an even more dynamic and arresting set of songs this time around. With "Nux", his singular howl manages to be both wilder and more refined. "Jesus for the Jugular" - a raw and unhinged stomp that conjures Tom Waits and Nick Cave drawing guns on each other in the middle of a post-apocolyptic ghost town - is the most dramatic example of the band's new sonic direction, while the gentle ache of "Under the Folding Branches" could have been a "Runaway" B-Side. Meanwhile, the steady martial drum cadence, muted hammond organ and ominous tremolo guitar progression of title-track "Nux Vomica" all sit coiled through the verses and then unleash in a cacophonous whip-crack like a rattlesnake striking it's prey. Dramatic language, I know. But it's an equally dramatic album and one that shouldn't go unnoticed. Like last years' Editors album, this one makes the list on a technicality. Originally released in Europe last fall, it didn't hit U.S. shelves until April of this year. Either way, it's brilliant and if you haven't yet investigated The Veils, you no longer have any excuses.

Serving Suggestion: This one isn't background music. It requires an active listen. I suggest headphones and a glass of the Petite Rousse petite syrah. It also underscores a late-night walk through lower Manhattan nicely.
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6. Andrew Bird - "Armchair Apocrypha"

Turns out this capsule has been the most difficult to write. And I would imagine Andrew Bird would be pleased by that. Though I'm sure he wasn't aiming to write an unclassifiable album, he landed pretty close to the mark. "Armchair Apocrypha" expands on the plucky indie pop of previous albums and finds the singer/songwriter/violinist exploring even more ambitious territory. An eclectic mix of sounds, the album presents a quirky and complex vision of Bird's world. Whether musing on his childhood in "Darkmatter" ("When I was just a little boy / I threw away all of my action toys / while I became obsessed with Operation / With hearts and minds and certain glands / You got to learn to keep a steady hand / And thus began my morbid fascination") or exploring relationships on the lovely "Spare-Oh's" ("And you tell me that I’m too abstruse / I just thought I was a kind of bird / I just stood there not saying a word"), Bird waxes rhetorical and lets the audience make of it what we will. Fittingly, "Apocrypha" covers as much musical ground as it does lyrical. Bird is an accomplished whistler as well as violinist and the two elements end up mingling pleasantly throughout the course of the album. Throw in acoustic and electric guitars, piano, drums, bass, organ, xylophone, tympany, add some electronic flourishes and you've got a recipe for what could be a hot musical mess but all melts into one delicious listen. You'd think an album this diverse might not be accessible. You'd be wrong. It's a real gem and certainly worth checking out.

Serving suggestion: I don't have a garden, but if I did I feel like I would listen to this while I was tending it. Otherwise, it should go nicely with a light dinner and a very dry Riesling.
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5. Gogol Bordello - "Super Taranta!"
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I've heard Bono say that rock and roll has the ability to "actually change the temperature of the room you're in." Anyone who's been to a Gogol show knows this to be true. And you'd almost expect a band so electric and engaging live to lose at least a little of the magic when it comes time to capture the songs on record. Not so with these guys. "Super Taranta!" lifts the band's gypsy/punk sound and culture-mash ethos to new heights. European acoustic folk, hardcore punk, traditional gypsy fiddle, Italian tarantella, metal riffs and Brechtian cabaret meld together seemlessly into the freshest and most uplifting album of the year. "Ultimate" starts the party with ringleader Eugene Hutz asking us in his inimitable Ukrainian accent, "If we are here not to do / what you and I wanna do / and go forever crazy with it / why the hell we are even here?" Few lines sum up the band's mission statement better. "Zina Marina" tackles the exploitation of young Russian girls by the American porn industry, while "American Wedding" has a blast taking the piss out of, well... American weddings. ("Have you ever been to American wedding? / Where is the vodka? / Where is marinated herring?") And title-track "Super Taranta!" might just be the wildest and most stirring album closer in modern history. Top to bottom, "Taranta!" is a supremely satisfying spin. And it'll damn sure change the temperature of whatever room you're in.

Serving suggestion: Give this one a go only in a situation where you're able to physically move your body. Perfect for the gym. Or enjoy with friends, laughing wildly and chugging dark imported beer in the middle of a crowded Bulgarian dance hall.
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4. The National - "Boxer"
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Sometimes a band can be on your radar for a long time and somehow manage never to catch your ear. Such was my experience with Brooklyn-via-Cincinatti band, The National. I had been reading about them for a few years and would come across various songs here and there, but never bothered to delve much further. That is until I heard lead single "Fake Empire" on KEXP. Melancholy rolling piano notes underneath Matt Berninger's murky crooning give way to something unexpected halfway through. A tempo change augmented by militaristic drum flourishes, synthetic horns and staccato strings that turn what started as a smoky pub dirge into a full-on cinematic anthem. It's the perfect start to a geniusly nuanced album that only improves with each repeated listen. From the subtle sexiness of "Slow Show" to the lovely and understated "Start A War", "Boxer" will most certainly get under your skin.

Serving suggestion: Best enjoyed with a glass of Islay region single-malt scotch on a rainy day.
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3. Beirut - "The Flying Club Cup"

I listen to a lot of music. I own a lot of music. Thanks to KEXP, I am exposed to new and exciting bands on a daily basis. Additionally, my eMusic subscription allots me 40 downloads a month with which to chase whatever musical fancies I may be having at the time. My wish list is constantly full and there's always some new band that catches my ear. Suffice to say, I barely have time to get to all of my new purchases and give them the full evaluation they deserve. It's a true testament then when an album comes along that finds itself in daily rotation on my iPod. Such is the case with Beirut's "The Flying Club Cup". 21-year-old Zach Condon and crew's second album is nothing short of perfection. The raw brilliance of their debut "Gulag Orkester" is proved to be no fluke here as Beirut continue their exploration of Eastern European folk and Balkan gypsy music. However, there is an economy and clarity to the songs on "Cup" that improves on the formula "Gulag" laid out. The album also benefits from a slightly more nuanced production which brings Condon's layered, fluttery, buttermilk vocals to the fore without overcompressing the band's brilliant instrumentation. Which is quite a feat on a record that features accordion, keyboards, saxophone, clarinet, mandolin, ukulele, horns, glockenspiel, violin, cello and a wide array of percussion instruments. Standout tracks include "Nantes", "A Sunday Smile", "Guyamas Sonora", "Cliquot" and "Forks and Knives (La Fete)". But make no mistake, every song is a gem. And if you spend any time with "The Flying Club Cup", you'll find yourself falling in love with it in a big way.

Serving suggestion: Buy a ticket to Paris, Prague, Warsaw, Berlin, Amsterdam, Sofia, you choose. Find a local bar on a plaza with outside seating. Order a pint of whatever's local. Take out your iPod. Play this. Enjoy.
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2. The Arcade Fire - "Neon Bible"

The sophomore album is always tricky. Especially if your debut was a success. So imagine the pressure The Arcade Fire faced heading into the studio to record a follow-up to what became one of the greatest and most talked-about debut albums of all time. Must've been a daunting affair. If it was, you'd never know it by listening to "Neon Bible" - another seamless set of indie anthems that grabs you from the first note and doesn't relent. Album opener "Black Mirror" swoops in from somewhere in the substrata and lets us know under no uncertain circumstances that the Fire is back and we should buckle up. "Keep The Car Running" is an aptly named getaway. "Intervention" takes us to church while "Ocean of Noise" paints a picture of why we needed to go in the first place. "(Antichrist Television Blues)" nods to Springsteen in a way that few other bands could get away with without seeming contrived. Picking up where "Wake Up" left off on "Funeral", "No Cars Go" marches down the street, fist raised high. Finally, gothic organ strains tell us we've reached the end of the road with "My Body Is a Cage", one of the most gutting and goosebump-inducing songs I've heard in years. "Cage" starts out as an elegy and then blossoms violently into what you'd imagine the opening of the Pearly Gates might sound like. It's one of the few songs I'll play twice in a row, simply because I Just. Can't. Get. Enough. In fact, I'll bet those of you who own the album are already reaching for your copy so you can listen to it right now.

Though the production here is slightly more refined than on "Funeral", the spirit of the band never gets lost in the mix. Simply put, "Neon Bible" is a triumph. And I very much look forward to whatever this band will be bringing us in the years to come.

Serving suggestion: Perfect anytime. Will be a great accompaniment to long walks or Sunday drives. Too emotional to go with alcohol. Best paired with a nice, hot, dark, bold cup of coffee.
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1. Radiohead - "In Rainbows"
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Yup. Big shocker, right? If you've heard it, you're probably not surprised that it made the top of my list. It made the top of a LOT of Best Of '07 lists this year, and for good reason. Instead of writing a review of this album, I would have preferred to just insert a link that would allow you to stream "In Rainbows" in its entirety. It really does exemplify itself better than anything I could come up with to say about it. The haunting synth, dangling falsetto vocals and spare percussion programming on "Nude". The simple, bouncing guitar layers of "Weird Fishes/Arpeggios". The delicate longing of "Reckoner". The dark, slinky, sexy groove of personal fave "House of Cards". The genius evolution of the drum sequencing over Thom Yorke's funereal piano work on album-closer "Videotape". Etcetera, etcetera...

In lieu of that, I'll simply sat that this is a truly astonishing album made by a truly astonishing band. With "In Rainbows, Radiohead finds the perfect synthesis between the sweeping songcraft displayed on "The Bends" and the bleep-click digitial inventiveness of "Kid A" to create their best album since "OK Comptuer". And in all truthfulness, I don't know that I've heard as brilliantly produced an album from any band since "OK Computer" - until now. The Beatles often used the studio itself as it's own separate instrument but always in service of the songs. Few clever-behind-the-mixing-board bands are able to manage that balancing act, but "In Rainbows" shows that Radiohead have set the bar for how one can serve the other. Every six months or so, I'll put on "OK Computer" and each time I listen it's like I'm discovering it for the first time. It manages to never feel or sound like an album that I've been listening to for 10 years. And my guess is that - in the year 2017 - I'll be revisiting "In Rainbows"... and feeling the same way.

Serving suggestion: Don't cherry-pick this one. This is an album in the classic sense. Listen front-to-back without interruption. Best with headphones, but can be enjoyed anywhere. Making dinner, cleaning the house, morning commute, road trip, reclining on the couch with a Barossa Valley shiraz, you pick. Just give it the attention it deserves and it'll treat you real nice.
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As was the case last year, there was such a glut of great music in 2007 that I'd be remiss not to mention some of my other faves released since last January. Here's are my Honorable Mentions...
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The "If This Were A Top 10 List, These Would Have Been On There" List
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The Sea & Cake - "Everybody"
Holler, Wild Rose! - "Our Little Hymnal"
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Honorable Mentions - Best of the Rest:
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LCD Soundsystem - "Sound Of Silver"
Blue Scholars - "Bayani"
Dinosaur Jr. - "Beyond"
The Clientele - "God Save The Clientele"
Okkervill River - "The Stage Names"
Explosions In The Sky - "All Of A Sudden I Miss Everyone"
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So, there you have it. My picks. Let the dissent begin. Feel free to weigh in in the comments below.
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ALSO... Check back ON CHRISTMAS DAY.
I've got a present JUST FOR YOU.
(Awwww, you shouldn't have.)
My downloadable "Best Of '07 Supermix" !!!
Don't miss it...

The Best New Year's Anyone Ever Had EVER...

If you've read this blog at all within the past year, you're undoubtedly familiar with The Missus' and my enthusiasm for a band called Gogol Bordello. The Lemonheads' Evan Dando wrote one of my favorite lines in all of songdom about a girl he fancied : "You're the puzzle piece behind the couch that makes the sky complete." Which is kind of how I feel about Gogol Bordello. There's been so much amazing music released in the past few years, but Gogol tickles a part of me that few bands have tickled since my adolescent skate-punk days.

SO... When I saw that they were playing Terminal 5 on NEW YEAR'S FUCKING EVE, I about shit myself. We've seen them twice in the past six months and they're just astounding. Every show is like a giant party anyway, so I can only imagine what they're New Year's show would be like. I mentioned it to The Missus the night she got home from London and we immediately bought our tix.

Now... What could be better than Gogol Bordello on New Year's Eve, you ask? Well... Let's see... Maybe VIP passes? Why, YES SIR. Molto grazie to Krish and his swanky music industry contacts for swinging that one. I hereby retract every smug or snarky remark I've ever made about Canadians. GO LEAFS!

So, yeah.

Me, The Missus, a bottle of champagne and the best seats in the house for one of the best live bands on the planet for New Year's Eve.

I'm even jealous of me.

Clicky below to get a taste of what you'll be missing...

"60 Revolutions"


"Baro Foro/Undestructable"

Sunday, December 02, 2007

It's just not natural...

So, Kanga and Gatsby have... um... they've developed a... a bit of a thing for each other.

It started out as cute, but now...

I just don't know.

Click below for some hot interspecies action.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

For All Of You Young Parents Who Desperately Want Your Kids To Be As Cool As You Used To Be Before You Had Kids...

Habitat Threads is a brand new, eco-conscious kids' clothing line co-created by my brother-in-law, Nick. Their mission is to provide cool, earth-friendly and sweatshop-free kids fashions that are hand-printed right here in America using only environmentally responsible materials.

Their brand new website is up and you can CHECK IT OUT HERE. Whether for your own kid or as a totally unique Christmas gift for your niece, nephew, neighbor, etc. - the holidays are the perfect time to take a look. Everyone on your street will think you're the raddest.

Or, at least they'll think your kid is...


Tuesday, November 27, 2007

The Layer Cake is BACK!

We became big fans of this wine last year. In fact, I was just thinking about it over Thanksgiving and today I got the following e-mail from Crush Wine & Spirits. If you like really big, jammy reds- CHECK IT OUT. Even better, stop by Crush in person and pick yourself up a couple bottles. It's our favorite shop. (Food & Wine Magazine named it "Best New Wine Store In America" in 2005) Worth checking out next time you're in midtown. . .

2006 Layer Cake - The New Vintage of our Most Popular Shiraz, EVER! JUST ARRIVED!

The Secret Behind Layer Cake

Those of you who have sampled the highly sought after Hundred Acre know Jayson Woodbridge achieves such incredible results through a "money is no object, I just want to make the best damn wine possible" philosophy.Woodbridge has quietly and miraculously made a deal on the ultra-prime vineyards in the "Golden Mile." Located in the heart of the Barossa Valley, grapes from this hallowed parcel of land are selected for Australia's first and foremost collectible wine, Penfold's Grange ($200 - $700).Layer Cake starts in the vineyard with sustainable farming of the highest quality fruit from low-yield vines - 3-4 tons per acre as opposed to 7-8 tons almost everywhere else in the valley!The "Draconian" grape selection process is matched only by the fastidious attention to detail and uncompromising commitment to quality in the winery.

Where in the World:
Barossa Valley - Located 1 hour north of Adelaide in the state/territory of South Australia, the Barossa Valley is the most famous wine region in the country.Barossa is home to the famous Penfold's Grange, which broke the Australian wine scene with its first vintage in 1951 and historically has been known as the benchmark age-worthy Australian Shiraz.Despite the fact that Phylloxera ravaged other parts of the country in the late 1870s, Barossa vines were never infected.The valley itself is 40 kilometers (24 miles) in length and is filled with gently rolling hills. Because Australia is in the southern hemisphere its seasons are reversed and the harvest begins in March and continues into April.Settled in 1842 by immigrants of Prussia and Silesia, the name Barossa comes from the Australian Colonel William Light who took the name from the Spanish Barrosa Beach, the location of an Anglo-Spanish v. French battle in the early 1800s Peninsular War.

Layer Cake may be the most popular (and undervalued) Australian Shiraz ever.We featured the 2005 vintage in an email about a year ago and the response was overwheming. What was truly amazing was the incredible number of customers who must be called: Layer Cake Fanatics! While we are used to repeat orders, customers came back 3, 4 and 5 times to restock this Australian anomaly!Through the course of the year, Layer Cake has only gained momentum. Though the last vintage sold out sometime in the early Spring, the calls continued to roll in and customer reservations totalled in the hundreds of bottles - really just on the hope that a 2006 vintage would be produced! For a while it was not clear whether "The Cake," as the staff affectionately calls it, would be a one-off for New World Genius Jayson Woodbrige, or an ongoing project.About a month ago we received word that the 2006 was a reality - the "Layer Cake Nation" rejoices!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

COULD YOU PLEASE JUST NOT?! Turns 1

...Hard to believe that tomorrow is the one-year birthday of The Little Blog That Could. Fitting that it falls right after my birthday and smack on top of Thanksgiving. Those of you who check in regularly may have realized, as I have recently, that what started out as merely a place to vent my spleen has actually become something a little more interesting than just a rant page. I think it has blossomed into a fairly dynamic and random and unhinged and all-over-the-place thing and I would expect nothing less from something I created. To be honest, I don't know what this blog is - or who it's for. And frankly, I hope I never do.

I do know that tomorrow is Thanksgiving. And that despite my usual spew of bile and dissatisfaction, I have much to be thankful for. Outside the usual, familiar nag of dayjob and career bullshit, my life is a rich and abundant thing. So, thank you to all of those of you in my world who help to make it so.

Autumn (and more specifically - the birthday) has always been a hopeful and productive time for both me and The Missus. It has always felt like a beginning. Hence, it's when we traditionally mark the start of our New Year. And in that spirit, I proposed what would come to be known around our house as "The Chrysalis Year". A 12-month span between this November 18th and the next, in which we begin a developmental growth stage, ala the caterpillar into the butterfly. Flowery language for what will surely be a decidedly unflowery process. But, I think we've both reached a bit of a breaking point with certain aspects of our individual lives and are looking for something more, different, better, etc. We have some specific goals in mind and some specific ideas about how to attain them, but the rest is a gray area. We're heading into foggy waters and very much looking forward to the ride.

And hopefully you'll come along. Each of us has things brewing - both personal and professional - and I'll be keeping you up to date on them here. I can't say what it will entail exactly, but I promise it'll at least be interesting, if nothing else. ...Even when it's not.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

It's Our Birthday




And as you can see.... She's still cute and I'm still a fan of pointy hats.



P.S. The race was a blast. Thanks to those of you who supported...


Our Times: ..........52:47.....................52:33

$ Raised: ............$190.......................$650

So.... The Missus beat me on both accounts. Which is awesome.

Next time, baby... Next time.

Friday, November 16, 2007

The Way ALL Dogs Should Be Treated

This was sent to me by a friend and it makes me smile every time I see it. Finally, someone gives dogs the props they deserve...
Nepal is celebrating the festival of Tihar, its equivalent of Diwali, the Hindu festival of lights. In Nepal, on the second day of the feast, special honour is bestowed on dogs.




Here at the Police Dog Training School, it's recognised that no animal has a closer relationship with people.



Thursday, November 15, 2007

THERE'S STILL TIME...!

...To support me in this Sunday's GLWD Race to Deliver. (see previous post)

Click here to make your tax-deductible contribution to a great cause.

If you do, I'll think you're even more awesome than I already do.

Unless I don't think you're awesome, in which case you've got some catching up to do anyway, so get on the ball...