thrones

going through the stacks looking for cd's to take to new joisey (an exercise my sweetie 'n' i spent a lot of time going through in october, when we spent hardly any time at all in the car and thus, didn't get to listen to most of what we'd picked out), remembered that i have the day late, dollar short disc by thrones, the one-man-band solo project of joe preston, bringer of the four-string apocalypse for the likes of earth, the melvins, sunn o))), high on fire, an' like that whose alb sperm whale julian cope liked a lot. as for day late itself, it's surprisingly varied within the realm of heavy 'n' dark, and meets the criteria of being really long (eliminating the need to change discs while driving) and not too distracting from the task of navigating the garden state's ridiculous traffic system. (recently my dear old grey-haired mom scared the living bejeezus out of us by going missing for 21 hours as she made her way home from the bank via philadelphia, asbury park, new york city, and the delaware water gap. having driven in jersey before, i could kinda relate.)