My Morning Music

What a good morning for a little Doolittle! Almost had a heart attack today when I thought that my copy of the Pixies classic was missing. Fortunately, I had only misfiled it in the mishmash of discs that compose the last slot of my visor holder. Once I found it beneath The Love Below I knew I was in for a good day. Sadly, the 30ish minute trip wasn't enough time to get to "Hey" which is my favorite from the album. In retrospect, I probably could have skipped "Dead" and then consequently skipped "There Goes My Gun" to hear it. But that's not my style. I went straight up gangster and listened the whole way through, just like when I was 8 jumping on the trampoline and listening to Ace of Base's The Sign in its entirety. I always am surprised that the opening riff from "Here Comes Your Man" is never included in those guitar magazines 100 Greatest Riffs/Licks articles. Simply stunning guitaring by Mr. Santiago. Oh well. Maybe the Pixies are the Velvet Underground for today; never commercially huge but in time people will realize their greatness.

How about a round of applause for that semicolon a couple of lines up?