Living In The Past, Today

It's ten years ago.  Like, right now the calendar should say 2002, maybe 2001.  I don't know how -- I ain't no rocket surgeon -- but certain events have transpired that have me convinced we've stumbled into a way-back DeLorean machine.

THE IRREFUTABLE EVIDENCE

- Twothirtyeight are back together and rehearsing in preparation for DeLuna Fest in Pensacola and a "thank you" gig in Atlanta.  Instagram has the proof.

Twothirtyeight's last studio album, You Should Be Living, was released in 2002.  They broke up shortly after.  And now they're back!  No word yet on a tour, or any new material, or any new releases.  In the meantime check out Chris Staples' fantastic solo material.  All kinds of streamy and downloadable goodness on his Bandcamp site.


- David Bazan, who has never really gone away (nor would we ever want him to), is on a Control tour.  To celebrate the 10th anniversary of the release of Pedro The Lion's Control, Bazan will be singing the album's songs on the road.  Chronologically, alphabetically, I don't know.  It doesn't matter.  Great album, great musician.

The INFO.
The SONGS.

I have my tickets stuck to the fridge, so you will likely hear more about this later.


- Further Seems Forever is back together, and not only are they back together... they're back together with Chris Carrabba!  And not only are they back together with Chris Carrabba, they are also touring!  And not only are they back together with Chris Carrabba and touring, the band is also releasing a brand new full-length album!  Squeal!

Check out the first single, "So Cold," with Chris looking as chick-magnety as ever.

Carrabba, as you will vividly recall, left Further Seems Forever in 2001 to do his Dashboard Confessional thing.  FSF's last studio album, Hide Nothing, was released in 2004.  But now everybody is back together and being productive!


So maybe the clock hasn't been turned back.  Maybe it's still the present day.  And maybe all of these reunitings and tributes are for us geezers who can't let go of our glory years.  But if my old favorite bands still want to dish out the songs, I'm more than happy to sit here and eat it up.