The blog documents Scott's weekend adventures to find the best powder out and around Crystal Mountain. I'm hoping to get up to the mountain this weekend, so you may see yours truly shredding some sweet powpow.
Finally, a worthy rock album comes out. Too bad it was recorded in 1992.
I am SO stoked that Nirvana's "Live at Reading" record is out. I hadn't had a chance to download it yet, but my coworker Elliott let me know that it totally rocks. I listened to it online today. It does.
I remember simultaneously buying five Nirvana records at Wherehouse Music in junior high when I realized Nirvana existed, and it changed me. It also set me back about $70 at the time. My, how times change. I don't listen to Nirvana today like I do Radiohead or Pearl Jam or a lot of other music genres, but I listen to music the way I do because of Nirvana. That was the tipping point for me. I lost decibels of hearing to that band, and now I lose some multitude of that playing with my own band. That sum of experiences leaves me nearly deaf, which is only a half truth.
I watched the clip below and it blew me away. I've seen a lot of concerts over the years, but few bands annihilate the stage the way Nirvana did. I am so excited about this record.
Amanda loved this one. I tossed bay shrimp, peas and brussels sprouts in a besciamella sauce, poured that over a spinach linguine, and broiled asparagus for a side.