Tonight at John­ny Bren­da’s I will try to deter­mine whether or not my appre­ci­a­tion for songs [as opposed to my ongo­ing love affair with “songs”] has reached its lim­it in first quar­ter ’07. It may just be all the col­lege bas­ket­ball jar­gon float­ing around, but do the Ponys have an upside? I hope so.

[In oth­er fence-sit­ting news, I’ve come around on Low’s Drums & Guns, pri­mar­i­ly because “Hatch­et” is so much fun, even if it sounds real­ly shit­ting blar­ing on the stereo. It’s that awe­some on headphones.]