Favorite moment of Church tour adventures: Running into my friend Stephen (of Second Motion Records) and Marty Willson-Piper (of the Church) at Amoeba on Sunset while we were all record-shopping. As Stephen and I threw recs at each other (we both had CDs hooked around each arm), we were both lamenting the change in our music consumption habits, specifically the fact that I have to be almost immediately captured by a band to give it my time nowadays - lamentable, because there are definitely groups that require repeated listens to appreciate.
So Stephen asks me what I think of Grizzly Bear and I say, “They’re alright.” To which Mr. Willson-Piper hikes his eyebrows at me and replies, “See, how interesting - *YOU* hear five minutes and aren’t impressed. *I* listen to five minutes and think it’s bloody brilliant.” I explain the convo Stephen and I had just been having about music in general. Him: “That’s a problem! That’s no good. Go lock yourself in a dark room and do it proper! Honestly!”
In short, I was swatted on the wrist for being a bad music fan. In Amoeba Records, by Marty Willson-Piper, whose record collection has its own MySpace page. And it was awesome.
