My boy still prefers: Animal Collective Who Could Win a Rabbit.

Saturday nights redefined: Sitting on the floor in the living room with my baby girl, spoon feeding her rice cereal while she swings a maraca nearly the size of her head, we listened to Henry Rollins on his first night back on KCRW. It was amazing as we both responded with delight to his energy and intensity.

“Just so you know, I work on these play lists for several days, sometimes for weeks in advance, moving things around, adding new music, so that every Saturday night, we get the best out of our 120 minutes! Since I have only two hours a week with you, I try to make it matter.”

As a teenager I was fell under the influence of Black Flag after my cousin made me a mixed tape with the Repo Man soundtrack on one side and Everything Went Black on the other side. Although I think it was Black Flag – Slip It In with The Descendents – Milo Goes to College on the other side that really tipped it…

There is lots of history being documented here via Joe Carducci.

We’ve been cleaning house. Over the years I have accumulated lots of things. Books, records, articles, magazines, flyers, posters, business cards, notes, scribbles, reminders, todos, schwag, tchotchkes and all sorts of ephemera and on and on. I tell myself, “This is a reminder of something important. It will take you back and remind you of something that you have certainly forgotten.” It always does. Superb memories. It immediately provokes and takes me right back to why I saved it in the first place. Most of it is paper. Paper and more paper. Though, sometimes it is a rock. A plastic ball, a rubber bumper, a coin, a communication, a letter, a reminder.

She allows me to hang on to most of it. Some of it is secretly stashed in unmarked boxes in the attic, some of it out in the open, lots of it organized and most of it unfinished business.