Radiohead and the 2002 World Series

Radiohead. Hadn’t listened to OK Computer in years. Engaging songs (well, except for “Electioneering” “Fitter Happier”; did we learn nothing from “Revolution #9“?), good production. I’d forgotten how adroit the guitar work was on this release. Yeah, a lot of it is due to really cool sound engineering — “Subterranean Homesick Alien” sounds like it could’ve been lifted from an undiscovered Pink Floyd album. But Jonny Greenwood definitely is doing some interesting stuff with his axe. From the searing intro riff on “Airbag,” to the frenetic and sometimes abrasive soloing just this side of Bill Frisell on “Paranoid Android,” to the atmospheric fills on “Subterranean…,” his playing captures the imagination, smacks it around a little, and never really lets go. A genuine sonic treat.

[Geoff Young is not a music critic, but he plays one on his baseball web site.]

So, is anyone else surprised at how well the Giants have handled the Angels the past two games? I really didn’t think Kirk Reuter could contain those bats, but he did. His pitching and a few odd bounces in the fifth inning were enough to overcome anything the Angels could muster. And it was good to see Benito Santiago finally come through after an intentional walk.

My one complaint about the World Series so far: What’s up with those early start times? I could understand that if the two New York teams were playing each other. Heck, start those at 3 PM as far as I’m concerned. But is it honestly more important that somebody in, say, Philadelphia be able to stay up for the end of a game played by two teams across the country than to let someone who lives less than two hours from one venue and a day’s drive from the other sit down to watch the first pitch? Getting home in time to catch the start of the third inning stinks.

Enough of my whining. Here’s a cool site: BallparkGuys.com

Finally, it’s shameless plug time once again. My band Tunesmith is playing tonight and tomorrow night at Janie’s in Chula Vista. If you’re in the area, come check us out. We don’t suck (unless specifically asked to do so; we’re pretty accommodating fellows). Mention “Ducksnorts” and the first beer is on me (stage right, Hawaiian shirt, Elsinore Storm cap). Saturday night is a Halloween party. I’ll be wearing red. Lots of red. First set starts at 9 PM and we play till closing, so there’s plenty of time to swing by after Game 6.

Okay, I’m outta here. Talk to ya soon…

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