Scantron
"Electric City" EP
scum stats: holy shit, SEVEN different versions?!?!?! I haven't felt this overwhelmed and debilitated by variation since I googled "Baby Yoda toy"
So a few weeks back the folks from Lazy Boy Record Company sent over a package with FOUR copies of this record. Included was a nice, heartwarming letter that said the three blue vinyl singles (limited to 100 copies) and the lone black vinyl copy (owner's variant, limited to 25, never to be sold) were being given TO MY DAUGHTERS to do with as they wanted.
MAYBE they would gift me the owner's variant. Maybe they would review it. Maybe they would give it away elsewhere. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE LIMITLESS.
My first thought was...do the 44 different owners of the Lazy Boy co-op know what it's like to try and coordinate ANYTHING between sisters the ages of seven, four, and two years old? I CAN'T EVEN GET THEM TO BED WITHOUT YELLING...AND YOU WANT ME TO TRY COORDINATE REVIEWS AND GIVEAWAYS AT THEIR BEHEST?
I wholly welcome the inspired Scantron form though..."Dreams" has a perfectly plodding tempo that just hits the spot, sly and devoted and leaving nothing left to be desired. With rock and roll, the thin line between pastiche and pantomime is consistently muddled, yet this feels undeniably TRUE. Letting up on speed for the accomodation of groove is a welcome equation and it proves to further serve the purpose on both "In There / Out There" and "Tip Top Inn." And shit, "White Linen Sheets" is strong too. I hear little (no?) weakness here. Four PURE songs, worth your time and your ears.
But as to the issue of these four copies sitting on my desk...I think I'm gonna just throw the three blue vinyl versions into the girls' collective 45 box. I'm keeping the black vinyl copy. That's the joy of pulling the rank of dad. Unless, you, the masses, ANYONE, can convince me as to some better approach, in the comments below. No doubt some of the co-op owners of Lazy Boy will be reading this and certainly are welcome to chime in.
Dare I suggest giving away these copies here? To Vault subscribing 45 collecting freaks, versus the secret slime spilling slobs that are my kids? Am I beholden to the unsolicited request of Lazy Boy? In terms of how I choose to parent my children? Should any randos fresh out of county jail be able to send me a surprise package and expect me to oblige their request? What is "love" anyway? Who are parents? As is my favorite directive to leave with...discuss.
