At first this song was a guilty pleasure but now I’ve come to terms with the fact that it just plain kicks ass. Sexy, sexy and um…did I mention sexy? The pre-chorus vocals after the guitar solo still make the hair on my neck stand up.

Best to be played loud.

It was reported on Billboard that since Roger Waters agreed to David Gilmour’s request to join him at a recent Charity event and, more importantly, sing two part harmony on “To know him is to love him” Gilmour would reciprocate by guesting on Comfortably Numb for ONE date on Water’s upcoming Wall tour.

Two reactions to this development: if you read the article there appears to be a shared campy sense of humor and a very real mending of fences between the two of them that, dare I say, makes the impossible notion of them playing together more in future - remotely possible.

Taking a “page” from the Page/Plant tour, a Waters/Gilmour collaboration would NOT be Pink Floyd - which I think is one of Gilmour’s hang up’s. He just doesn’t want to do Floyd with Waters (which is strange since he has already effected the Floyd legacy with a non-Water’s version of the band. So his reasons can’t be the “sanctity” of Pink Floyd - but that’s another discussion). Now that Richard Wright has passed it makes that reunion impossible. But from all the stuff I’ve read recently a co-billed tour seems like something they could consider…?

Here’s the Billboard article with some choice quotes from Water’s:

Damn, that’s pretty sweet.

So am I going to buy? I don’t think so. There are a few tracks that might grow on me but I’ve already heard most of this album before…as played by other artists. Still love Tom no matter what but Mojo is a bit of snoozer.

I’ve been groovin’ to this track, and album, for the last few days. I’d definitely see her live.

Video: The villa Nellcote is located in Villefranche sur Mer, a beautiful village between Nice and Cap Ferra. A pilgrimage I’d like to take some time soon.

I’ve enjoyed all of the recent hoopla surrounding the re-release of Exile on Main Street . Exile is definitely my all-time favorite Stones album from, in my opinion, their best period. One of the cool things I happened to stumble upon a few nights ago (on the Jimmy Fallon show of all places) was the US premier of Stones in Exile the new documentary about the making of the album. If you’re a Stones nut you likely know all about the story (escaping England’s high taxes, running off to France, making an album…) but for even the die-hards this film definitely adds some new imagery and detail that I don’t think many people have ever seen or heard before. The bits that particularly amazed me were how many “guests” flopped, crashed or perpetually hung out for months on end at Keith’s mansion in Nellcote, France (where most of Exile was recorded). The film also paints a much clearer (to me anyway) picture of the level of debauchery that went on - and to that end - how dark those last few months must have been for everyone staying there. I kept watching the documentary and thinking to myself “the hangovers must have been epic.” Even when you’re at their age at the time, to party that hard for that long must have led to being incapacitated for days on end. It’s amazing that the band was able to be that prolific (it was a double album remember) with all that stuff going on.

It’s not the best TP song ever but it ain’t too bad either. They just look like cool older guys who still love to rock. Plus, they’re playing in my dream rehearsal room.

Fleet Foxes at the Crystal Ballroom is still my favorite performance of recent memory. Their harmonies were so spot on that night that the hair would stand up on the back of my neck whenever their voices came together. Their last release would surely be a contender for my “desert island five.”