Just got a copy of Tom Moon's 1,000 Recordings to Hear Before You Die. Needless to say, I haven't gotten very far yet, and it's not the kind of book you read cover to cover.
The first thing I did, after flipping through and randomly stopping on a few entries, was to scan the index. I went straight to "s." No Superchunk? No Seam? Surely, Moon was drinking heavily when he included Skinny Puppy and Stone Temple Pilots instead of Foolish and The Problem With Me.
And where is Brainiac's Hissing Prigs in Static Couture? I mean, it's no American Idiot, but come on. And where is Spiderland? Had to make room for Tortoise, I guess. What can you learn from listening to TNT? Aside from the fact that Chicago has never produced a great rock band, nothing.
What can you learn from this book? A lot. It's big (1,007 pages), there's a lot of stuff I've never heard (of) and the writing is good. I'm glad to have it. But seriously. Mother Love Bone is in this book. And Velvet Revolver. Velvet Revolver! Not to mention utterly minor albums like Death Cab for Cutie's Transatlanticism. And The Decemberists' The Crane Wife being mentioned in the same thousand breaths as Live at the Harlem Square Club is certainly a "perfect crime."
Anyway, I'm starting my own book. It's going to be called 1,000 Recordings to Die Before You Hear, and so far it includes Jeff Leppard, every band I was in during my teens and early 20s, anything by The Sea and Cake or The Doors and Check Your Head.
Tom Moon will be at Davis-Kidd Booksellers on Nov. 17.