It's pretty quiet around here this morning. Snow does that to a place, I guess. I've been using the chance to dig through the piles of CDs in my office and was lucky enough to come across a copy of John Peel and Sheila's The Pig's Big 78s. Peel was the legendary BBC Radio 1 DJ who championed the "sore thumbs" of rock, the Fall, the White Stripes, Pulp, Beefheart, etc. Anyway, this little disc came out last year and it somehow slipped past me, which is a shame. This 24-track collection samples the best of Peel's own 78 collection, and it rivals that of most American collections of its sort, simply because it boasts a wider variety of far-out weirdness. Neo-Classical parlor banjo from England, a wild Cantonese fiddle and dulcimer tune, a tin-whistle combo from South Africa, and most importantly, some British guy impersonating dogs fighting, hens clucking, airplanes flying, and cars starting. All I gotta say is...why in the hell would anyone in 1935 think it a good idea to record somebody making bad noises with their mouth?