Was able to listen to St. Vincent's new album today twice. First spin favorite is Rattlesnake. Such a cool song, frantic and unusual, but undeniably catchy. Digital Witness was a close 2nd with all its Prince-like charms (without all the screwing), and Birth in Reverse's matter of fact masturbation comment deserves a high five, Miss Clark, maybe wash your hands first, but how would I know, ala Mallrats.
On a whim, I checked all the schedules for local venues and discovered St. Vincent was to play Marathon Music Works in Nashville Friday March 7th. It wasn't sold out, and tickets were just $22 each, done, I'm going, wife going too but she doesn't know yet. And, yes, I am so terribly predictable, I've just ordered the rest of her albums from Amazon.