One: When I was younger, I read a fair amount of comics*. One, lent to me by a friend, that I dug a lot was called Sam & Max — bizarre, anarchic comedy with plenty of offbeat charm and randomly violent moments. A collected edition has just been released, and that’s caused a fair amount of critical retrospective on the series. One such example can be found right here.

Two: the Cowboy Junkies’ The Trinity Session is a disc that occupies a pretty rarefied place in my collection. I don’t quite know what to make of the news that they’ve decided to re-record an anniversary edition, though — going to need to check out said new edition and see how it sounds, I suspect.

Three: After seeing a number of glowing mentions of it, I picked up Tabu Ley Rochereau’s The Voice of Lightness. It is, in fact, fantastic. Quoth Mike Powell’s Pitchfork review:

There’s almost never a limp moment or dull melody; the songs are as accommodating to dancing as they are to whistling; and when Rochereau makes radical little plays at genre-bending and stylistic experimentation, he does what few innovators bother to do– puts the people first.

…what he said.

*-not that I don’t now, admittedly.