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Day 176: Dire Straits – Making Movies

23 Aug

Romeo and Juliet 

7 tracks, 38 minutes…sounds perfect for a day that I forgot was Dad-Rock Tuesday until about ten minutes ago.

It’s currently eleven o’clock.  I want to go to sleep.  I went ahead and got the post that you’ll be reading tomorrow done; I was about to upload it, too.  Then, for some reason, I thought to myself “when was the last time I listened to a dad-rock record?”  The answer: exactly one week ago.

Yeah, I’m cranky.  Usually, that mindset leads to a negative record review—we’ve seen that happen on many a DRT, actually.  I can’t do it with Dire Straits, though.  Which is weird because I’m actually seething with anger as I write this—I just can’t direct it at Making Movies. 

This is some relaxing, borderline-jam rock right here.  Mark Knopfler, in addition to having a hilarious last name that makes me grateful for my two first names, has some great lyrics.  Or maybe it’s his delivery, actually.  I don’t know, there’s something about this guy that’s just relaxing.  The easy-going guitars and slow beats only aid in this record’s groovy relaxation capabilities.  If the tracks were shorter, we’d have a really awesome album here, instead of just kind of awesome.

I’ve learned my lesson.  Never listen to and review two records back-to-back.  Especially after the first album gets you in a terrible mood.  So thanks to my half-conscious dad, who I’m sure I awoke from a deep slumber with a phone call requesting an album choice.  Also, thanks for staying away from Funkadelic.   Tonight is not the night for that.

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