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I only started reading MMQB years and years and years ago because it was an appetizer on the way to Dr. Z’s columns. After his stroke back in 2008, SI’s football coverage went downhill and fast.

Detroit; Asked grocery bag boy “God, did you hear about my SI column?”

Don’t Give It Up Now is Louie, Louie-level huge in some alternate universe.

Wallendas feels like a draft of something that could be a good song — musically it’s not bad but lyrically and in meter it’s just so sloppy. Hood uses storytelling in song more than precise lyricism and he’s normally very good at it, here he’s at a bad mix of singing and straight-up telling a story a la The Three

“This Fucking Job” has got to be one of the best “pissed off, drive home during a commute” songs that’s ever been put to tape. But “The Flying Wallendas” is one of those songs that’s such a miss shot that it threatens to doom an album (The Big To Do for anyone who is curious about which of the albums this is referring

My ‘listen to an album that you’ve purchased or came across at least twice’ initiative continues this week with:

I think the theory goes that once the prescription runs out they are already hooked and will seek alternate means of fueling their addiction. Additionally the fewer prescription pain killers in circulation the less likely they will be to fall into the hands of recreational users. Many people start on pills and go

Hasn’t the prevailing theory been that its the overprescribing that’s got people hooked, and then, when they can longer access the non-illicit opioids, they move on to heroin, fentanyl, and the like?

Open Mike Eagle’s Brick Body Kids Still Daydream.  I don’t know anything about The Robert Taylor Homes projects, and it takes me a long time to figure out lyrics to anything (rapping or singing, which Open Mike Eagle does both brilliantly and idiosyncratically), so I’m sure I’m not getting the depth of this album the

New this week:

“So this is heaven, huh Monsoon? You’d think there would be less politicians.”

I saw it. If I had seen him do it live, I would have creamed my panties and passed the f*ck out. Holy sh*t that was hot. Thanks for the tip.

Heard it driving into work and was immediately jerked out of the “ugh, time for another eight hours” blues.

Now playing

Foxy, “Trouble” — acid soul with awesome clattering drums elbowing their way into every verse:

Alice Cooper’s Greatest Hits, which led me to Alice Cooper’s first album, Pretties for You, which I think I like better—if it had been made by any other band it would be prized today as a forgotten classic. Also from the Forgotten Classics category, I’ve been listening to David Ackles’ 1972 effort American Gothic,

Well, I know what I’m listening to today; Flip Your Wig and Zen Arcade. RIP Grant.

One of the reasons that I love the “Discover Weekly” playlists is the chance to discover really tasty music that I might otherwise never be exposed to. Such is the case today when Oysterhead, “the grand pecking order”. This is some seriously tasty stuff from what was supposed to be a one show only supergroup put

Probably more Husker Du, as one of their founding members just died of cancer. RIP Grant.