A post about music.
It was an odd garlic planting season this year. I started with intentions of planting early in the month when the rains decided to make a strong showing and screw up my ability to get on the field. Since then it’s been piecemeal work. Two to three hours at a time and I’m almost completely done. I still have many bales of straw to put down, but I’m hoping to be done with that before the snow.
It was also odd in that my raw counts were off for planting stock. It seems that some years produce more cloves/head than others and this year I was on the low end of that equation. In the end, I still wound up with just over 10,000 heads. I dropped a variety (Music) due to the fact that I’ve had trouble getting the timing right with regards to harvest and just don’t want to go down that road again. I’m also adding German Red and Russian Red. I’ll probably have sale-able quantities of German Red in 2 years and Russian Red in 3-4 years.
-Music Awards 2010-
As for music (not the garlic), I held my annual “Songs to plant by” contest in my head. I was debating whether I should bother with this because last year Yo La Tengo won, and to date I haven’t followed through on my obligations to deliver garlic. That will change when I go to one of their Hanukkah shows in December.
So the winner(s) for this year are the Vehicle Flips, a defunct 90′s band that made some amazing indie pop records. The track that stuck with me of the several that popped up on shuffle was Song for Pahaquarry, NJ (1824-1997) from the album For You I Pine. Perhaps it was just the timing, but a song that starts with the line “What is it like to vote yourself right out of existence?” resonated with me during this excruciating election season. Hyperbole seems to rule the political day right now, and this is the opposite of hyperbole.
Frank Boscoe is incredibly adept at telling a great story within the course of a 4 minute song and that’s something I’m always drawn to. In this case, he takes a vote surrounding a township that had dwindled to a population of 12 and makes it into something personal rather than political. The song conveys isolation which is something I can relate to after a few hours of crawling around on the cold dirt.
It also may have influenced my decision, but I know both Frank and John Lancia (the drummer). I also worked with both of them on the most recent Gazetteers record (which you should check out as well). Whatever…it’s my fake contest and I can do what I want!
So..Frank, John, Tim. I owe you garlic. Since I’m effectively sold out at this point, you’ll get it next year in the Aug/Sep timeframe. Congratulations on your dubious honor.







…we had a great time this weekend in Bennington! Except for some fierce wind, the weather was beautiful this weekend. We got to see