“Grabbing onto whatever’s around / For the soaring high or the crushing down” -Elliott Smith, “2:45 AM” His blue body was stiff long before it happened— a slice between bone, no hesitation. The case is cold but to me he’ll always be a sad man in a big house in Echo […]
Welcome (back) to Jam Sesh! This series is a monthly celebration of good music (or just my guilty pleasures). For those who don’t know me, my name is Teddy and I’m a Junior at Carleton. I’m not a music major or someone who knows every album ever. I just have listened to music since I
Welcome to Jam Sesh! This series is a bi-weekly celebration of good music (or just my guilty pleasures). For those who don’t know me, my name is Teddy and I’m a Junior at Carleton. I’m not a music major or someone who knows every album ever. I just have listened to music since I was
We all have those moments: when we realize that the iconic song by that classic artist is in fact just a cover. It’s a confusing and devastating time. For me this happened in the fourth grade when my mom casually dropped that Twist and Shout was written by the Isley Brothers and not the Beatles.
I love night driving. There’s something incredibly meditative about going high speeds, wind in your face, alone on the open road. That ephemeral American allure of being able to pick up and leave, drive far in the night and start the dawn with a completely new life on a completely new day. You grab your
A quote I heard from someone listening to Views for the first time was, “This seems like the other side of Marvin’s Room”, which the album really does. Views feels like it could be nestled in between Take Care and Nothing Was the Same and the only difference would be the new-school trap-ish beats on
