Because perhaps you need a special treat to get you through tonight. Through secret back channels and the sharp eyes of an internet friend, I came across two new mp3’s from the Bill Callahan album, Sometimes I Wish We Were an Eagle, which doesn’t release until April 2009. I think this album will end up being very personally important, and there isn’t much I love more than a Smog album.
I’m not even going to fill your long ears with tales about when the next Almanac is coming out. It sits idle and indolent on my hard drive, at about an hour and a half. My mornings are filled with my office job which I like, and then my afternoons and evenings with all manner of designing and manufacturing underwear. Today I worked a twelve hour day, I think. Good for the naturally indolent side of me, difficult though to adjust to that much work. I have never been the sort of person to falter and fail at writing back to e-mails, I’ve always made time for everything, but on days like today, I just want to fall into bed.
Listening to these two, in the dark, especially Jim Cain, is sort of a lonely experience. The violins at the end kill me, in the same way that every Bill Callahan song contains a moment so small it might escape everyone else, but for you, it is, and it is just what you needed to hear.
Jim Cain by Bill Callahan (removed by request of Drag City)
My Friend by Bill Callahan (removed by request of Drag City)