Radio career fail

'Come on baby play me something, like here comes the sun' sings Metric on her new album, Fantasies. I went into Reckless last Tuesday to pick it up after I heard this track. Before I could even make it to the counter to ask the record man for the album, a woman came up to me and asked whether she could ask me a few questions. Turns out she was from NPR and doing a story about Record Store Day, so we went to the back of the store, by all the classical records, and she proceeded to ask me about whether I bought my music on vinyl (no, not really, only when I buy for Tom), whether I spend all my money on records (no, again; clearly losing coolness points here), what I'd come in for (Metric! that amazing Canadian band, I said), and what I thought about the scene in Chicago as opposed to New York (very vague answers here). The whole experience was a bit odd because I had the distinct feeling of speaking into the future even as I was looking at her and talking into the mic. This made me say embarrassingly stupid things like, "I'm not really into material objects, but I like records." I didn't even know I could utter that platitude, but apparently I can. Anyhow, I ended up on the cutting room floor, I discovered when I heard the piece on 848, but it was still fun to be interviewed, and I'm glad that NPR cares enough about local record stores to do a piece on them.

Metric's lyrics keep running through my mind -- 'Would you rather be the Beatles or the Rolling Stones?' -- in very peculiar combination with lines from the Milton sonnets I just taught. Very different sounds! So, guys: Beatles or Rolling Stones?