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I have CDs. Booty from my birthday. Rock on.
I was given green paper that was valid in exchange for compact discs. I took the opportunity less than 12 hours after receiving said green paper. I’m an addict.
What did I get?
Minus 5—In Rock: Contains one of the best straight out rockers I’ve heard in years. “Lies of the Living Dead” could have charted in 1966. Plus it has that weird sci-fi angle I enjoy. (If I had more money I would have bough the Brain in a Box boxed set from Rhino. It catalogues great music from Sci-Fi TV, movies, pop groups and novelties. I am Geek hear me drool.)
Pet Projects: The Brian Wilson Productions: Contains the Wilson-penned Glen Campbell song “Guess I’m Dumb” plus nuggets of second shelf Wilson poppy goodness from bands people forgot before they came out. Good for a collector. Still, has some great, fruity, minty, sixties pop.
Antonio Carlos Jobim: Jazz Masters 13: Which is just another way of saying, “Greatest Hits”. What can I say? I love the samba. Jobim was a master. Call it easy listening if you want, but very little beats the Brazilian master.
Astrud Gilberto: The Diva Series: Nothing beats Jobim except one of the best voices to ever sing Jobim. Astrud has a smoky, thick, sensual voice that makes me want to finder her in 1966 and marry her. Say what you will, but “Agua de Beber” and “Corcovado: Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars)” will be spinning for a long, long time. She’s dreamy, in that hip, sensual, sixties, Brazilian sort of way.
