Its high time for a musical podcast o’ fun for you all. Featured here are some tunes that sound like my summer so far. I haven’t been posting as often as I like these past few days; inspiration is a fickle creature. But I did get a pickle up my butt to put a mix together. This summer’s a busy one so far, finding me either on small excursions or preparing for my next big move come August. So if posts are fewer than usual, its for a good reason. And to my 3 trusty readers out there, don’t give up on me yet; I vow to continue bringing audio/visual goodness for these hot summer days to come. And not unlike George Zimmer of the Men’s Warehouse, I guarantee it. But For now you can all enjoy the June Popcast. (will be deleted after a week, so grab it now!) Sorry peeps; the popcast has vanished.

*Lovely footage captured by the one and only, Liddle Brudder.

The Orb: Little Fluffy Clouds

Lali Puna: Nin-com-pop

The Clientele: An Hour Before The Light

Wilco: Venus Stopped The Train

(check out That Truncheon Thing for nice YHF Sessions post & sampling)

Ramona Cordova: Giver’s Reply

The Arcade Fire: Intervention

The Concretes: Seems Fine Shuffle

I’d like to point out a couple things here. 1: Just how miserable everyone in the photo is, except for guy smiley in the middle. And the reason why he’s so happy brings me to point number 2: Please look at where his right hand is. Oh, the look on poor Mrs. Grumpy’s face; I get the feeling she knows EXACTLY whats going on but becuase the shutter is about to go off, cant really do much about it. And I bet you that as the photo was being taken the two exchanged this lyric from the song: Guy Smiley: So fine. Mrs. Grumpy: No it aint.

Blackalicious: Make You Feel That Way

Antony and the Johnsons: Fistfull of Love

The Essex Green: By The Sea

The Fugees: A Change is Gonna Come

Tycho: Cloud Generator

Toothfairy: Kicked Outta the Band

Bruce Springsteen: I’m On Fire

 

So this weekend, I found myself up in the eastern Sierras for a little outdoor fun AND…. thunder storms. Oh you know, the kind with lots of jagged lightning bolts flashing across the sky. One of those bolts hit the top of this cliff (which incidentally was right above our little motel) and started an instant fire. For a split second I thought it was over for me. But then all the water carrying planes and helicopters started flying overhead and that made me feel better. Yes folks, Marnie lives a life of danger just to bring you an exciting photo to enjoy your Springsteen with. Next week I’ll be blogging from the belly of a crocodile. Stay tuned!

Jon Klassen: An Eye for Annai