<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074603</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:35:29.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passive/Aggressive Blues</title><subtitle type='html'>Wherein KD moves to Hoosierville and is forced to give an oral report.

Fo' shizzle?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kellydwyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06497147732889407529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074603.post-110907573212046054</id><published>2005-02-22T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T07:35:32.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is as solid and funky as new music gets. Geraint Watkins is the epitome of that oft-referenced "amalgam" of myriad influences; he leads an all-knowing group of pros through an impressive set of tasty songs on his latest disc, "Dial 'W' For Watkins."Gen and I saw him opening for Nick the Knife last summer, and his performance was revelatory. Stationed at a behemoth modern KORG synth, Geraint </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/feeds/110907573212046054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074603&amp;postID=110907573212046054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110907573212046054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110907573212046054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-as-solid-and-funky-as-new.html' title=''/><author><name>kellydwyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06497147732889407529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074603.post-110794589720077426</id><published>2005-02-09T05:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T05:06:33.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been on a Queen kick lately. I'm pretty bemused by the constant sightings of Mssrs. May and Taylor in my Yahoo/AP feed, and a thread at a great hoops site I frequent got me listening to a few discs of theirs that I haven't pulled out since last summer. Queen itself doesn't need any more exposure, John Deacon won't even pick up a bass guitar these days because his bank account is so stacked, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/feeds/110794589720077426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074603&amp;postID=110794589720077426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110794589720077426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110794589720077426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/2005/02/ive-been-on-queen-kick-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>kellydwyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06497147732889407529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074603.post-110758729326672212</id><published>2005-02-05T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T02:08:13.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's another one for Drew, who was wondering about buying the latest (and probably last) Steely Dan album. The cut is called "Godwhacker," which is about hiring a hit man to kill God.  Don't listen to it on a Sunday morning.Slate.com called the song "a pitch for Götterdämmerung, the cool ravings of a modern Job turned nihilist, Nietzsche crossed with Shaft."  I like the bass.It's a funky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/feeds/110758729326672212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074603&amp;postID=110758729326672212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110758729326672212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110758729326672212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/2005/02/heres-another-one-for-drew-who-was.html' title=''/><author><name>kellydwyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06497147732889407529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074603.post-110724789516365481</id><published>2005-02-01T03:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T03:51:35.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm gunna give this bad boy another go.I'll try to maintain this as a solid stop, a place to run to for all that is fab and marvy, as I don't mind updating every few days so the same three or four (four, please? Please get up to four ...) people can have a listen to what's on my mind. Because I'm not in Chicago anymore, my ability to toss mix CDs at anyone with a boombox has been severely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/feeds/110724789516365481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6074603&amp;postID=110724789516365481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110724789516365481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074603/posts/default/110724789516365481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellydwyer.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-gunna-give-this-bad-boy-another-go.html' title=''/><author><name>kellydwyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06497147732889407529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
