More badass sounding records than Donuts? You only need to do aquicksearch on this blog and you’ll find enough superlatives expressed for without a doubt the best producer the decade had seen, and that’s said from someone of relative Yancey ignorance - few things more heartwarming as a music fan as knowing i’ve still got a mountain of material to devour.
Spend a few minutes cruising the post-5 p.m. streets of just about any Sacramento residential neighborhood—by bicycle or electric vehicle, of course—and you’ll soon notice what’s really funny about the lawns: They’re mostly empty stretches of grass. There are no kids sliding and slipping down Slip ’n Slides; no neighbors chugging beers on front-porch overlooks, arguing about just how bad the Sacramento Kings suck … In other words, the only thing going on in most of these large, grassy front yards is the work put into maintaining them.
That’s the implication of new depression research out of the University of Oaxaca. Investigators there conducted an eight-week study of 79 people suffering low to medium levels of depression. Half the group participated in weekly talk therapy sessions; the other half listened daily to 50 minutes of classical music. The result: Music trumped talk.