No matter, and don't mind me while I dust some of these cobwebs off. Once again I find myself apologizing for all these months of blog silence, but this time I have an excuse: I had sworn upon the altar of God that I would not post again until A) Nancy Pelosi was elected Speaker of the House; B) Thomas Pynchon came out with a new novel (admittedly Salinger would have been a more appropriate choice, but like that was ever going to happen, so I went with the reclusive author behind Door Number 2); and C) the Caulfied Sisters finally got some of the respect they deserve from the Alaska news media.
If you think about it, it's sort of miraculous that it all came together this quickly.
Anyhoo, to sum up what's happened in the interim:
- American Laudromat's website got blowed up, sadly (server woes, they said). For now they're operating from a MySpace page, and it looks like they just set up a blog.
- Kristin's come out with her first solo album, Ports of Call, a lovely work and a marvel of subtlety. "Domesticity Song" might be the saddest song ever.
- As promised, Say It With Fire is now available on iTunes, and includes as a bonus track a shiny new version of "First Bridge of Summer." Well, I'm not sure if anything about it is really new or if it just sounds brighter in that AAC format that Apple uses instead of the previous mp3 encoding. The drums might seem a little more prominent (did Kristin redo Billy's parts?), or maybe that's just my imaginings. No matter what, it's a treat nonetheless.
- Cindy's been engaging in an experimental-ish song/sound/poetry side project called Musical Typing with Suzanne Thorpe of Mercury Rev. Cindy describes it thusly: "When your bass player has a baby, this is what happens." In contrast to the Sisters' more straight-ahead tendencies, these songs bury Cindy's voice under waves of sound, so that they end up feeling like one of those dreams where you know you're saying or writing something incredibly important, something that will change your life forever if only you can seize those words and drag them out into your waking world, but then you awake and all you're left with is: "The lawn chairs of death? You're going to need these for later?" I mean that in a good way.
- Speaking of absent players, the Sisters themselves have issued a long-awaited message to their fans, announcing a forthcoming split 7-inch with their cover of "Some Candy Talking." The flip side is Julie Peel covering the Breeders' "Divine Hammer." Anyway, it's on blue vinyl and is a limited edition of 500. Can you say extra-special Christmas stocking stuffer? I thought you could.
- The Sisters also announced a show with Hopewell for Nov. 10 at Matchless (it was supposed to be a "Beacon's Closet-palooza," Hopewell's website said), but it didn't happen for some reason. I hope everyone's OK.
All right, I think that takes care of most of the major cobwebs. Everyone go have a safe Caulfield Sisters holiday season. I hear that "Box of Glass" is the new choice for Christmas caroling.
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