When it comes to dating, we all have a type. Tall, dark, skinny, blond, buff. The list goes on. Over the last two years I’ve noticed that I’m no longer attracted to the type I once was—preppy, frat-tastic, closed-minded. I suppose this transformation had a lot to do with my changing political beliefs and my deepening interest in music and art. Not to say fratties can’t be liberal or into music; it’s just rare. These days I’ve become interested in what I like to call the Kentucky Mountain Man.

Other Girls: “Hey Fella, Ya Fell” from Theodore Mallison on Vimeo.

I have to share one more animation that I thought was too awesome to keep to myself.
Firekites – AUTUMN STORY – chalk animation from Lucinda Schreiber on Vimeo.

A Lull “Skinny Fingers” from A Lull on Vimeo.

Swedish musician The Tallest Man on Earth (Kristian Matsson) is playing at Schuba’s tomorrow night. It’s a sold-out show, to which I don’t have a ticket, but I wanted to share his music anyway. He’s pretty bad-A.

I saw this advertisement for a concert while surfing on Digg, and I was appalled when I glanced over to see Kid Rock’s name. Eww. I was even more appalled when I noticed his name featured above Lynyrd Skynyrd’s (???). Sure Ronnie Van Zant is dead. And I really only know the words to a few songs off their Greatest Hits album. But I think it’s safe to say Lynyrd Skynyrd contributed more to rock ‘n roll than Kid Rock ever will. I actually wouldn’t even care if there was …

Dear Band of Horses,
I am having withdraws. I’ve resorted to cheap YouTube videos just to satisfy my craving for your deliciously good tunes. A new album might help. Thank you.
Don’t know this song, but I likes it already!

Musicians tend to sweat. True story. And I can’t blame them. I would sweat too if I were: a) performing in front of a large crowd, b) trying to sing/entertain all at once, c) surrounded by some fiery electrical equipment, and d) performing in front of a large crowd (I think that one bares repeating). Profuse sweating doesn’t bother me. I look at it as a package deal. If I’m going to a concert, I should expect some sweaty musicians. Yet amid all the sweat, booze and who knows what …

A friend of mine (Sarah) just told me that I reminded her of Dancin’ Kim. For those of you who don’t know who Dancin’ Kim is she’s probably one of the most artistic dancers of our time. May she rest in peace (Kim died “in a freak accident at the Mecklenberg County Fair when she was struck by a metal clamshell-shaped car that disengaged from its moorings on the Tilt-A-Whirl while Kim was giving an aerobics demonstration.” Not sure if this is true, but sh*t!). Anyway, if you know me …

I dig the lil Chinese dude, especially his arms as he plays the guitar.