This evil little fucker gets access to his records and I do not. Now where is the justice in that?
But alas, I return home to Oklahoma City tomorrow where I shall embark upon several music-related activities. Tomorrow, I'll be attending a concert by one of my all-time favorite bands--Old 97's--at the Wormy Dog Saloon in downtown OKC. This is the first time they've played in Oklahoma City in over a decade and I've been looking forward to this show for months. If you've never heard them before, I'd recommend starting with their "best of" compilation, Hit By a Train. It doesn't have all my favorites, but hey, what "best of" ever does? It's a good overview of one of the finest rock-country bands to ever walk the face of the earth. If you're in Oklahoma City tomorrow, come on out. You'll thank me with sweet kisses later. Additionally, I bought some cool bookshelves at IKEA that will actually serve primarily as record shelves and I imagine I'll be spending most of the day Saturday putting those together. I may go to Home Depot, Bed Bath & Beyond, I don't know. I don't know if I'll have enough time.
So as I've spent such sweet good important time helping Mom out during "the ordeal", I've had to really, really embrace the MP3, the working out (not as much as I should), the spending time alone, the aforementioned suburban driving tour, etc. All in all, not a bad experience and one that has given me time to really "spend" with my music selections. And of course, this has been leading me to think of ways I can make your blog reading experience with me that much more sexually gratifying or you know, just good or something. In that vein, I've found a way to take my weekly playlist to the "next level". Seriously, I am so distracted by what follows these words and also slightly music horny about it, that I'm not sure I can type much more. But kids, I am now using (drum roll please!)........a playlist that actually PLAYS samples of the music I'm recommending to you! Aww yeeeeah, booyyyyy!!! That's right. Although I've pleaded for you to just "take my word for it because I'm Rob MF'ing Vera, the king of music", I will now attempt to back it up by giving you the ability to see if these playlists are as badass as I say they are (they are). Listen. Download. Ignore. Whatever. You're welcome. And I love you. Here...we....go.