Sunday Vinyl

I crushed my 102k training ride this afternoon (thank you, Mother Nature!) so my reward was a couple pints of the new Kiwi IPA from Brimstone Brewing and few rounds of Exploding Kittens with HRH  to unwind.  Also happening at The Sanctuary tonight is the ‘Writes of Spring‘  show which Kelly and I (okay, me) totally dropped the ball on.

We initially decided on the Lemon Bucket Orchestra to see as our primary concert this summer but they canceled and this show sold out shortly afterwards leaving us more or less, shit out of luck.  So, instead, I decided to bring the concert home with us with this ‘Second Sight‘  album by Hey Rosetta!.


This is the 4th studio album by St. John’s, Newfoundland-based band, released by Sonic Records on October 21st, 2014.

It came highly recommended by the young, nice hipster-looking couple who drove all the way from Chicago that we met at the bar before the show who were very excited about the show.

This is the album they picked out for us to come home with.

Recorded over two and a half months in a strip club, it’s a damn fine album.  Sad that I’m getting suggestions on great Canadian music from a couple from Chicago but, still, they were bang on in their assessment.  Highlights include, ‘What Arrows‘, ‘Kintsukuroi‘, ‘Harriet‘, and ‘Trish’s Song‘.  It’s a neat mixture of (if you take Kelly’s word for it anyway) John Mayer and Elton John.

Definitely an enjoyable listen on this quiet Sunday evening over abowl of Kelly’s delcious chicken al fredo.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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