We sometimes get bogged down here and there, chasing our tails and running the rugs bare to the ground with our hectic behavior. It’s the reason we’re always fucking late no matter where we’re going. It’s the reason we stop answering our phone and going to bed earlier than most people our age. It’s the reason that we put our feet up or try to find the time for something so pampering and unproductive. We can’t always be beavers. Excuses stack up quickly about why this and that didn’t get done in a timely manner and it helps to explain the reason that there are allusions made by The Rosewood Thieves to Super Bowl Sunday as if it just happened last week. It’s our fault, not The Rosewood Thieves’ fault, but then again, our procrastination and stammering about it is a friendly companion to the way that the Brooklyn band makes us forget about all the flotsam and jetsam. Their music is untimely for it exists where there isn’t any, where the torrential onslaught of getting dammed up by details and hang-ups and wait and sees and impatience all dally. The presence of none of those things in any heavy doses is one of the most attractive qualities to the last two EPs that the Thieves have written and recorded. They are the percolating governors of keeping things cool, but in such a way that expertly dramatizes the repercussions of the problems with life no matter how it gets approached. They specialize in porch songs couching bar songs, or more bar songs couching porch songs, bringing the studies to a happy medium. We find ourselves loving when their beers taste like fire and wonder if that’s something they know from experience or it’s a snap reaction to that one torturous thing that now has them worked up as much as they can get. What it reminds us of is the delicate balance that we can choose to adhere to between being in the flames and standing close enough to roast something by the flames, still maintaining a good distance from the danger. It takes precision to remain on the side of the locusts that could leave you unfound, able to observe but remain silently out of the fray or relatively untouched.

5 things that inspired me last week
by Erick Jordan of The Rosewood Thieves
1. Tuesday was a slow day, woke up late, didn¹t get much done. Thankfully all of that changed after dinnertime. I ate a lot of fish packed with healthy vitamins and minerals. My blood was flowing and as soon as the omega-3 fatty acids kicked in we finished recording a new song.

2. Listening to Wonderful World Beautiful People by Jimmy Cliff. I found it at A1 records in the New York and immediately connected with it. I come back to it all the time; it¹s the reggae Pet Sounds. Everyone should get it.

3. Mackenzie and I got a tie dying kit and made some psychedelic curtains for the studio. The walls and ceilings are carpeted so sometimes you feel like you¹re in a giant cat toy. The curtains really give it that early 90¹s feel, hopefully that translates into some of the new songs.

4. I put some money down on the Giants to win on Sunday and Eli came through. If that kicker can get them into the super bowl anything is possible.

5. Buying things always gets me in the spirit. Depending on how amazing the purchase, the more inspiration you get. The I Love Lucy box set did the trick the other day. 39 DVDs, all nine seasons, the lost pilot and the movie. The cashier rang it in wrong and I got it for 30-percent off.

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