Photography by Maria
It’s Friday and a snow storm is a-comin’! =o Guess I’m pulling back out the snow bike this weekend, WOOT! Speaking of cycling, how about our big announcement yesterday? What? You missed it? Oh man…. well, if you are in or remotely near Columbus, OH, have access to a bicycle, guess what? You have plans Saturday morning at 9am on April 3rd!
Awesome, right? Actually… SUPER AWESOME! Click on the flyer or HERE for details. I hope you can make it, let’s raise some money for Breast Cancer, ride our bikes together, and have a BLAST!!!
Okay, it’s been a while and I’m starting to feel a little out of touch with the hyped up hopped up world of bloggable musica and you know me, I GOTTA keep my finger on the pulse on the neck of the music monster or something (not exactly how that phrase goes), though maybe a heart-rate monitor would do the trick.
Anyways — Ooo… the snow just started — how about we get reacquainted with what’s hot & what’s not with a couple tsuruloosies?? As always, I’ll keep any snarky comments to myself and just give you a rating. This time, let’s mix it up a bit with a little Hope & Change, eh? Each song has an opportunity to receive a maximum of 5 Obama Wheelies!
WHEEEEEEEE! Here we go!
Woo! Fun, eh? God, can’t WAIT for that She & Him album to leak!!! I got my Fanboyism & Zooey crush set to KILL! WOOT! But for now, we got ourselves a little something different, though definitely on the lighter side of things with a new one from Josh Rouse, El Turista!
This is pretty sweet. Though Roush purist may not love his new found adoption of Spain, listening to it in the vacuum of it’s own existence thanks to my musical amnesia to previous Roush albums, I gotta say… This is nice. It’s escapist Spanish loungey fun. Makes me want to order up a Mojito, actually pronounce the “J” as an “H” like you are supposed to (yes, I embarrass all my friends by giving Mojito a hard J. Needless to say, we don’t go out for fajitas very often anymore), and just sit back, enjoy a hot & humid Florida day (takes me back) by the bay.
Confusing visuals, maybe, but who cares, just put on your guayabera shirt…
Load the album up, lean back, maybe light up a cigar — wait… when did El Turista become a Cuban album in my head? — and enjoy!
Some Rouse lovins….