And you were the one that understood the tennis ball

My best intentions to complete a post with an assemblage of word were thwarted because I wound up engrossed in watching a tennis match. A tennis match I’ve already watched once today. It was much better played than this match: Although, I could watch that match twice in one day, too. (Posted simultaneously to “Jelly-Town!”) Continue reading And you were the one that understood the tennis ball

One for Friday: Juliana Hatfield, “Everybody Loves Me But You”

I think one of the natural tendencies of students working in college radio is to spend the time building their own personal music collections. I don’t mean that the theoretically student in question plays something new and exciting on their radio program, inspiring a trip to the friendly neighborhood record store. Instead, it it done somewhat illicitly, spare copies of CDs or vinyl records going straight from mailed packages to bookbags. I use the qualifier somewhat because, in my experience, the representatives of the labels and the distribution companies were often complicit in this practice, actively encouraging music directors to … Continue reading One for Friday: Juliana Hatfield, “Everybody Loves Me But You”