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Maybe it's human nature, but I tend to get obsessed. I listen to a song every day for a week or a month, I'll sing it on my way to school, and it'll be the greatest thing ever.

This week's song is by David Dondero, it's called Real Tina Turner. In David's words: "Well, that's about a washed up prostitute that used to make a lot of money fucking guys in the backseat of cars. So finding the humor in that is [hard]. I don't want to paint too bleak of a picture. I think it's pretty funny, the underworld."

This guy is really something special to watch, and as it turns out he's playing tomorrow night at the Make Out Room in San Fran. I'll be there, give me a call if you want to join me. Here's the track:

Goddammit. This website says my track is too big to upload. Instead, here's a youtube link for A Song for Buck Owens. Also a neat song. But you gotta hear Real Tina Turner sometime. Like this Sunday at the Make Out Room.

Money line: "There's a girl that left me bitter, want to pay some other girl to just walk up to her and hit her... but I CAN'T I CAN'T I CAN'T I CAN'T I CAN'T!"

I also like it because it's all about me. It helps me cultivate a healthy sense of self-loathing and regret.

This is in honor of the couchsurfers I'm hosting this Thursday. It's a cover of a song by Nothing Painted Blue, and it's about love, unrequited love. Money line: "The heat in here's infernal. But so's that ENTRY IN YOUR JOURRR-NAL!!"

The Mountain Goats were one of my favorites for a long time. I still love them, but I don't listen so obsessively as I used to. And going to their shows is a bit of a trial anymore, since they've achieved a certain popularity with the annoying singalong sector of the population. But some of those shows back in Ames...good times. Once, there was some technical malfunction that caused John to play the whole show sitting on the side of the stage "unplugged". Which I guess is a style well suited to a guy who just strums a guitar anyway.