Author: brandnewkindof

Photographer, baseball fan, lover of rock music, sweet tea, chili cheese hotdogs, and Matt Wieters.

album review: cory branan — the no-hit wonder

When Cory opened for Gaslight earlier this year, he told a story about a friend who occasionally covers his song “The Corner” and sings a line wrong; he sings down on the corner of what I want and what I intend to get, where the actual line is what I tend to get. They both…

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video share: the love language – heart to tell

I’ve had this stuck in my head since #merge25. Yesterday my brain mashed it up with JKutchma’s “Teenage DMZ” (because I put them both on a mix for Trav, and we listened to it driving around last weekend, and honestly? It’s a pretty good mashup. Thanks, brain!). Pretty psyched to see them twice in ten…

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album reviews: caleb caudle & fire mountain

A double shot from This Is American Music! You know I love those guys like whoa. Fire Mountain – All Dies Down: this is an album full of contradictions; it’s lovely but lonely. The rough vocals and the acoustic guitar driving the songs play against the electric guitars and piano that sound the way heat…

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the sun don’t rise and set on louisiana

I was down in the ATL this past weekend seeing Trav, the fourth time I’ve been down since we got back together in February. Long distance, of course, sometimes means that you often just want to sit on the couch and be within arms’ reach of each other, and the first three trips down, Trav…

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the trade deadline, emotionally

  In 2006, this guy pitched 7.1 against Cal State Fullerton, and Matt Danford balked, picked a guy off third, and got the win. 13 innings. How can I not want someone whose starts I remember in that much detail in my bullpen?

worth getting up for in july

Worth getting up for in July: the Orioles in first place; two new posts on the hot dog blog; Wild Child; PHOX; the Shilohs and the Fresh & Onlys and Estrangers; Merge 25; old college friends; the new student books from Carleton with old college friends; mozzarella cheese; cold roast chicken; my dad; two new…

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the thing that ate my life: house photos

So some but not all of you know that right before Christmas, I closed on an amazing little townhouse in a cute neighborhood in Chapel Hill. And some but not all of you know that three weeks after that, during an incredibly unseasonable-even-for-January cold snap in the NC, I had two pipes burst in the…

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concerts: merge 25

In June 1993 — on the mouth was out, but Flat Duo Jets’ White Trees was due out “that month” — I ripped an article titled “Goin’ To The Chapel” out of Sassy Magazine. It asserted that Chapel Hill was about to be the next Seattle; bands featured in it include Superchunk, of course; Dex…

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