Newbury Comics is one of those places that, if you're not careful, will forcefully remind you of your age, as you're jostling with Cambridge Pete Wentz-abees while trying to reach to the "Miscellaneous R" CD section. If you've never been, it's basically a record store, with a bunch of crazy^tm t-shirts and housewares and, yeah, some comics. If you ever want a realistic 6-inch figurines of both a character from Spawn and Red Sox closer Jonathan Papelbon, this is your place. (Also: Hogwarts scarves and white belts.) All of that aside, it might be the best place ever; their Wicked Cheap CD section pretty fueled the legendary expansion of my CD collection, circa '95 to '99.

Anyway - Leonard Cohen's I'm Your Man, Spoon's Kill the Moonlight, and Nick Cave's Lyre of Orpheus/Abbitoir Blues for a little over $30? For that kind of price, I'll gladly attempt to avoid schools of teenage girls draped in army drab and self-esteem issues sighing over the Juno soundtrack.

Another highlight of the weekend: meeting the brains behind perennial mixtape favorite "Glamorizing Cigarettes" in a perennial favorite Allston bar while on a serious White Russian bender.

Unsurprisingly, I'm pretty excited about the new R.E.M. song. It's nothing earth-shattering, but it's very solid. And welcome back Mike Mills. Supposedly he's all over the new album, which makes me smile on the inside. If you're half-interested, Ninety Nights is a pretty insightful tease into the album-making process.

And now for you, Pitchfork: corporate rock? I mean, I know it's not Icelandic dubstep, but come the fuck on. Get your thumb out of your ass.

I should really blog more, eh? People need to know how I feel about the Buffalo Tom show a few weeks ago (cheers) and people's obsession with posting pictures of their cats (jeers).