into the woods
I'm sitting at home, eating my favorite cereal (which I had thought had been discontinued) and listening to the new Sleater-Kinney record. I am priding myself on getting this record within the month it was released, as this is a small victory in my behind-the-times world.
I'm really liking it so far, even though my heart will always belong to Call the Doctor and Dig Me Out (especially for the Kinks-emulating cover art). I liked One Beat, but it treaded into wanky territory. The Woods has gratuitous use of the cowbell and just rocks. I'm enjoying it. Shannon pointed out that S-K is the band that makes her want to be in a band. I am inclined to agree. Every time I've seen them, I've wished I could be up there, rocking out and wailing in that urgent caterwaul that Corin Tucker does so well. For the most part I have resigned myself to my station in the audience for the rest of my life, but occasionally I feel the need to do more, to participate. Sleater-Kinney is the band that if I had to describe it in one word, it would be "inspirational."
Of course, I'm going to miss seeing them when they come to Philly, as one of my other inspirational groups is coming to town for interleague play, and I am going to be screaming my head off for Papi, Johnny et al.
So, what do y'all think about the new S-K record? (Anne, I'm looking in your direction...)
P.S. I also really dig the artwork.