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Trying to sell a painting for a friend of mine, would there be any interest on here?

Is there any website that sells Stephen Malkmus merchandise T shirt? The kung fu merch only has S.

Some bands do this especially after months long gaps in shows. Do you think the guys will do any “secret” warmup shows prior to 7/17? If so guess it would be CA or Northwest??

He mentions it in one of his last interviews

Please don't say mid bands who play wholesome crap that everyone says they like but it's really just mediocre.

Bands that could hold their own against those bands with writing skill, inventiveness and ideas.

Thanks

Like around the "I'm an animal" part. I can't find it.

Jesús H. Christ. Anyone else just hear Stephen Malkmus Wait Wait? That was painful - likely the worst guest they’ve ever had. Was he high? Related - I was just reminded how bad Pavement sucks balls - mostly because of this no talent slacker. I get he’s from Chicago and lead singer of an overrated band but come on Wait Wait, do better!!

I can say with confidence that Wowee Zowee and Brighten The Corners will always be my favorite albums. Pavement's fecundity from 1994-1997 is particularly astonishing to me, perhaps on par with eruptions of genius we've only seen from Dylan, Neil Young, the Stones. While I consider this stretch to be Pavement's finest, I do not find myself as curious about it as I am about their final years. I keep coming back to 1998-1999 as it seems to me to have taken on a mythic status. It is a period fragmentarily documented which continues to invite speculation and frustration. The conventional narrative insists these were years of decline, yet the evidence— live performances, B-sides, Malkmus's demos and songwriting, interviews —suggests something more elusive. Not a band running out of inspiration, but one whose creative energies had become harder to recognize.

What do you guys think of this time? I am considering writing a piece about it and would very much like to hear people's thoughts.

Given it is summer:

Glance, don’t stare. Else you’ll soon be told YOU’RE IN YOUR UNDERWEAR* to recognise your heirs.

Of course, I’m not talking about me. I’m an island of such great complexity.

*For those who are feel they are unfamiliar with this reference, I encourage you to revisit the Tilburg show recording from 1999.

Put the dry Lancers to the side and get your shit together.