dreaming of do-overs

It used to be a common occurrence in my ongoing search for "the THING" in life - the second guessing. Since finally stumbling upon my own version of that elusive thing a few years ago, I haven't had much cause to wish for do-overs. I have to say though, when I listen to these guys (and I listen to them a lot) I can't help thinking maybe music is the way to go . . .

The Frames/Swell Season live rendition of Fitzcarraldo is truly one of the finest things in life. If you aren't able to get out to see them live, you can download the next best thing from Played Last Night or check out some great sets on youtube. Is it too late, do you think to take up the guitar? or the piano? or the violin?



(p.s. it behooves me to mention that a certain someone I know has a major man crush on the drummer.)

all's well that ends swell

Neither the howling wind nor the pelting rain could put a damper on last night's Swell Season show at the Pumpehuset. A few clips of Glen, Marketa and the band (the guys from the Frames).

live at the pumpehuset

Warning: friends and family who are sick of hearing me talk about the swell season - read no further. It's no secret I have a bit of a thing for these two. We got tickets to see Martha Wainwright at the Regency Center in San Francisco last year and were a little annoyed to see she was opening for this band called the Swell Season. I mean Martha Wainwright as an opening act? (apparently Martha does have less of a following in SF than here in Canada - I still remember her kicking at her amp and shouting into the mike um excuuuuse me? is my playing interfering with your f@$%ing talking?)

Anyhoo, so after Martha does her thing, out comes this dorky irish guy with a beat up guitar and a waify little euro-hippy chick and the crowd goes wild. They blow the roof of the place. We've been hooked ever since.

You've probably seen their little indie flick, Once or maybe seen them perform and win for this song at the Oscars. Boomp3.com

In a few short weeks we'll be following them to Copenhagen to see their show at the Pumpehuset. At least I think we got tickets, my danish is pretty abysmal.