Mexican food and cheap beer mood

You know, not a day goes by that I don't listen to music from a New York band. Let's see, there's Interpol, Fiery Furnaces, The Rapture, The Walkmen, and on and on. But it's a rare thing when I get a chance to listen to a band from my hometown, Tucson, Arizona. There just aren't many bands to choose from.

If you have to pick just one from Tucson, you can't go wrong with Howe Gelb's Giant Sand. I've been enjoying his new album, Is All Over...The Map today. It's a seductive slice of Americana and psych folk, dressed with a twisted sense of humor and some feedback too.

Howe's been around forever it seems. I saw Giant Sand open for Poi Dog Pondering back in 1991 in a Tucson club. I remember it was just Howe playing an acoustic guitar with a coke bottle for a slide. It was shambolic and beautiful.

Listening to this album has made me homesick for great Mexican food and cheap beer. Giant Sand will be in New York on November 11-12, playing Southpaw and the Mercury Lounge, respectively.