The recent spate of inclement weather has been dreary, and even that feels like an understatement; yesterday’s mix of grey rainfall and thick, muggy humidity created an environment that made me want to stay inside for as long as possible, which is hardly the kind of thing I should be thinking with June around the corner. But at least I can turn to music to gear myself up for the kind of summertime activities romanticized by anyone who has ever blown off their responsibilities to relax and enjoy the scenery.
Thank goodness for Nnamdi Ogbonnaya. He’s a regular in the city’s DIY punk scene—he plays in My Dad, Itto, and Pisces at the Animal Fair—and on Sunday he dropped a schizophrenic collage-pop solo album called Bootie Noir. Ogbonnaya put together a pretty eccentric collection, though I haven’t been able to really digest all 20 tracks because I’ve been obsessing over one in particular: “Ice Cream (Banana Split).”